The attack at a Christmas market in Berlin. Again the same debate. About fear and polarisation. My last time in Berlin was during the summer when I travelled through this city on my way to Poland, Switzerland and Finland. But I visited the city before with two of my favourite girls in the world. It was a very cold and freezing spring break trip. I definitely have some good memories from this trip, but one that impressed me most was the early morning visit to the Berlin wall. The wall that once separated a city. The parts of the wall are still there in order not to forget. Not to forget what it is to live in fear and separation anymore, but be one united city.
Strolling on a Christmas market, that’s what a day like today should be like. A time with family and friends, drinking mulled wine and eating way too unhealthy, but o so delicious food. That whole romantic picture was all of the sudden gone. A truck turned into a murder weapon. What should have been a nice evening, became a nightmare. I sometimes just want to look away. Not know about it. I don’t want to hear another news item focusing on who done it and why. I want to curl up in my bed with Netflix and a good book and only come out for a nice and peaceful breakfast.
But that’s not what is going to make this world a better place. That is why I want to write about the fear that people are feeling. I question myself about that fear. Because yes I am afraid. Not of terrorists and their acts of terror, but about the effect it has on millions of people. Angry faces, hopeful faces. They seem all so different and seem to lose each other completely. That’s what scares me. That we live in a world in which we forget to look at each other and listen. That we forgot what it takes to connect.
I am not saying that is easy. Facing your fears is never the easy road. But it is a necessary one. It’s the only one to overcome our fear.
Berlin, I put my faith in you.