Today we were able to sleep in because our first class was
at 2pm in the afternoon. Ironically, this was also the first lecture that
started late. Our lecture on the New Metropolitan Mainstream (NMM) touched on new
trends in the movement of people in Germany since the collapse in socialism.
After socialism collapsed there were many abandoned buildings in the East as
people migrated from East Germany to West. The result was many people squatting
in abandoned buildings. Although there has been a crackdown on this behavior
recently, there was a large squatting culture. Another evolution in Berlin’s
growth is the gentrification of neighborhoods that is bringing the rich to the
city center and pushing the poor to the outskirts. This is a natural evolution
of the city and us New Yorkers can see it occurring in Manhattan and Brooklyn
today. In order to build Columbia’s Manhattanville campus we had to push people
out of their homes on 125th street for the “greater good” of New
York. Neighborhoods like Dumbo that are directly across the East River are
increasing rents to astronomical prices the equivalent, if not more expensive
then areas of Manhattan. This seems to be a global phenomena in the growth of
cities today and I can’t tell if it is morally right and if it is the best for
the community when it comes to retaining local and sub-cultures.
Another layer of the NMM that we discussed were the Flagship
Projects like the equivalent of a World Trade Center. In Berlin many of the
projects that the government has embarked on skip over socialist and Nazi
architecture and instead glorify their Prussian History. An interesting
discussion that has occurred was over resurrecting old Nazi architecture –
which would be viewed in a very political way and a resurgence of dangerous
nationalism. This reminded me of the Yasukuni Shrine of Japan, which gained
association with war time atrocities and has become a politically charged
debate since WWII. Although it is simply a domestic issue it gains traction
worldwide.
After class, we went to the TV Tower for a bike tour of
Germany. The bike tour was the perfect mode of transportation in the city
because all roads, large or small, had bike lanes and clear system of law that
made biking manageable and safe mode of transportation. We started in East
Berlin in Mitte’s Alexanderplatz, the
old GDR city center. Since the opening of the East, Alexanderplatz has been fast changing with luxury condos being
purchased – even by Donald Trump! GO CAPITALISM!
We then biked along Stalinalle,
which was changed to Frankfurteralle
after destalinization period in the late
195. Frankfurteralle that lead
to the Alexanderplatz had very Soviet
architecture and served the needs of the political elite of the GDR including
entertainment and parades. The apartments on the street were complete garbage
and our tour guide told us that they only cost 100-150 Euro a month! That's
close to 1/10th of my rent! The concrete used in the construction
was of such horrible quality that the lifespan only lasted 60 years and there
were initiatives to destroy the buildings in the future and change similar neighborhoods
into national parks.
After biking down to Alexanderplatz
we went to a recreation of the Berlin wall. The wall had three
sections, the western side was the actually location demarcating the zone.
There was a section between the walls of open space where guards were given
shoot to kill orders to anyone that tried to cross over to the East and then
there was the Eastern Wall. After four generations of the wall, they added cylinder
along the top making it physically impossible to grab the wall and gain
traction in order to jump over. It is incredible to think that a zone like this
still exists today between the North and South Korea in the form of the DMZ.
What an incredible experience that would be to travel to the DPRK and see how
their evolution of the wall differed from the European version.
When the wall went up in August 13th, 1981, it was done one night without warning to the public. This
stopped the mass migration of citizens to the west, but also cost hundreds of
thousands of jobs because citizens from both sides could not commute to the
other for their work. I cannot imagine waking up one morning on my commute to
the JP Morgan office on Wall Street and realizing that I couldn’t go past Grand
Central Station for the foreseeable future. Yet interestingly, with the
establishment of the wall, the GDR economy was able to stabilize and after a
decade, the GDR was even making loans to the Russians.
When chilling on the wall, me and a couple of the guys
decided to try and make our way to the top of the wall. Anton stood on my
shoulders and I boosted him up using perfect squat technique (shout out to Demetri for teaching me). I got
some help climbing over as well, but on my way down I hurt my foot and its been
bothering me ever since. I can’t imagine trying to jump over if there was
barbed wire and putting my life at risk just to climb to the West.
After spending time at the wall, we biked to the Soviet War
Memorial. This memorial was rarely seen by western tourists and is usually
visited only by Eastern Europeans. In the West we call the Second World War,
WWII because of the Blitzkrieg on
London and storming of the beaches of Normandy. However in Russian the war is
called the Great Patriotic War and viewed as a war between the Germans and
Russians because the scale and scope of destruction and death eclipsed the
western front. It is called the Great Patriotic War because it was similar to Napoleon’s
conquest into Russia when the fate of Russian Sovereignty was threatened by an
outside power.
The Soviet war memorial was incredible. When walking through
a stone structure and in the distance there is a large sculpture of a seated
woman. You are drawn to the sculpture and before you know it you look to the
left and there are these two bronze triangular structured gates on either side
with hammer and sickle engravings near the top and soldiers kneeling as if
paying respect to their fallen comrades. On both the left and the right were
giant stone slabs of insitu sculptures that depicted the Russian narrative of
the war written in German and Russian languages. At the end on top of a hill
stood a large man with a sword in hand. Under the sword is a broken swatstika –
symbolizing Russia’s role in liberating the Germans from fascism. The entire memorial
is incredibly powerful, but in the eyes of a westerner, I could not help but feel
like I was in a graveyard of the orks in Mordor of Lord of the Rings. I do not
say that to equate the Russian to a lower level being, but the presence of the
hammer and sickle, images of soldiers mourning and this gigantic statue in the
center of it all created an ominous feeling similar to what I felt when
watching those movies.
Lord of the CCCP - Communist Mordor
Soviet World War II Memorial
Stepping on Swatstikas
Russian Statue
The soviet war memorial was preserved incredibly well and because
of Russians doing everything in their power to ensure that the Germans never
forgot the atrocities of the war. When the Soviet Union collapsed, the German
Government told Russia that their presence of troops was no longer welcome in
the former GDR. Russia then left Germany under the condition that the war
memorials never be changed and a trust be set up to maintain all of them. This
agreement reached tensions when Putin seized Crimea and domestic politicians
became unhappy with what happened.
The last stop on this four-hour bike ride was Checkpoint
Charlie. Checkpoint Charlie has slowly disappeared into the fabric of society
like Alexanderplatz with many luxury
condos rising. It is interesting how society decides what things to retain in
the memories of the people and what they decide to destroy or reshape to change
the narrative of national identity. In the case of Checkpoint Charlie, there is
now a two story McDonalds on the street behind a gimmicky show of Germans
pretending to be man the station of checkpoint Charlie in American Army.
After Checkpoint Charlie and a Big Mac, Fries and Fanta, we
hopped on our bikes and went back to the TV Tower. Living in touring around
East Germany has given me insight into how little understanding I have of the
world living in the US. I feel like my thinking is very limited because I
cannot speak the language of the countries we are going to and communicate with
the locals. Japanese has given me the opportunity to appreciate this limitation
because my language skills have allowed me to peer into the World of the far
east. Even something as significant as WWII, a shared global experience was
perceived in many different ways all different parties. East Berlin had
remnants of this difference, but actually stepping foot in Moscow will be like
stepping into the belly of the beast (bear?) and I can’t wait to scratch this
surface of cultural and ideological difference
Tomorrow morning we are off to Moscow! Deutscheland, you have been uber to me! Auf diedersehen!
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