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Two bombs within 24 hours
... were found in Dresden. On Thursday I was intending to go to the cinema, to see the National Theatre production "Frankenstein" with Benedict "Sherlock" Cumberbatch as creature. I just had boarded the TRAM when my friends called me, telling me that there has been found a bomb and that the TRAM would not go the route I expected it to. I was a little lost as I was in a part of the city I don't know my way around, but in the end managed to be in time and even the first to our meeting.
When we went home later in the evening, the bomb already had been defused. But on Friday, only 24 hours later, the same digger operator (is that the right word? The guy that moves the ground around and makes a hole before they can start building a building) found another one just a few meters away. Again several hundreds of people had to be evacuated and that all with that bad hurricane we had here the past days. It was the third bomb this year, and by now they all know the drill.
These bombs are still leftovers from the American and British bombing back on 13th February in 1945. I don't blame you my American and British friends, we all were born years later and have nothing to do with the hate that was going on back then. But on days like this, things that are decades in the past, suddenly seem very recent.
On a sidenote, just a few weeks ago in a wood nearby Dresden they hit the "jackpot" - eleven bombs had to be defused at once. They came from two planes which crashed together before they could send them off. They still are searching for the bombs of that other plane.
That poor guy who has to defuse them all the time. He is a hero. One of those eleven was his 300th. One day he might do a wrong move and pay with his life. Just imagine them lying around underground all the time while we walked and drove over it regularly. That is the most terrifying thought for me, that they still could do damage after all those years.
When we went home later in the evening, the bomb already had been defused. But on Friday, only 24 hours later, the same digger operator (is that the right word? The guy that moves the ground around and makes a hole before they can start building a building) found another one just a few meters away. Again several hundreds of people had to be evacuated and that all with that bad hurricane we had here the past days. It was the third bomb this year, and by now they all know the drill.
These bombs are still leftovers from the American and British bombing back on 13th February in 1945. I don't blame you my American and British friends, we all were born years later and have nothing to do with the hate that was going on back then. But on days like this, things that are decades in the past, suddenly seem very recent.
On a sidenote, just a few weeks ago in a wood nearby Dresden they hit the "jackpot" - eleven bombs had to be defused at once. They came from two planes which crashed together before they could send them off. They still are searching for the bombs of that other plane.
That poor guy who has to defuse them all the time. He is a hero. One of those eleven was his 300th. One day he might do a wrong move and pay with his life. Just imagine them lying around underground all the time while we walked and drove over it regularly. That is the most terrifying thought for me, that they still could do damage after all those years.
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I shall pray for your city's safety.
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Back in Eastern Germany times the politicans wanted me to hate the Brits and Americans for what they did to Dresden, but I never did, as I figured, everywhere live just normal people and why should I hate them? If only everyone in the world was like me and you.