No safe place for the drug-free, mentally stable, literate and self-respect individual.
Germany is broken.
I am not talking about the so-called never-seemingly-ending-post-war-reconstructions still going on in various parts of Germany, nor am I talking about the Nazis or WWII that the rest of the world cannot stop making jokes about. — I am not even sure the majority of Germans and young residence of Germany remember what these words meant except some distant stories about their ancestors that somehow explained why “Overt patriotism may be a bad thing”. The brokenness is not a philosophical concept but something that one can see on the most common streets of German cities, inside public transportation, from the glares of their TVs and on the faces of its people. Solid, tangible evidence of broken families, broken education system, sluggish law enforcement system, the consequences of boorish immigration policies from the ghastly past, the less known side of argument to National Health Care and high tax to the rich which feeds the homeless, jobless yet capable men and women who enjoy their unemployment benefits to the fullness by spending it on beers.
On a warm, early Spring night without rain, the spoiled youth of Germany poured into the streets in herds, chain-smoking, beer sloshing, hallucinogen dealing and flinging their future to outer space. The level of testosterone on the streets sent out an unbearable scent to the sweltering air that made older women coming back from REWE or tired businessmen in suits quickened their steps while averting eye contacts with the “Elites of Germany”. They burnt holes into the seats of the tram, painted graffiti on public spaces, hurled insults to curious passerby if not challenged them to a stand-off with their childish, defiance glances. Though most of us could comfort ourselves with the fact that almost certainly in all cases, they delivered nothing empty promises of violence.
Somewhere everywhere in Germany, groups of men and women were piled over each other on couches, passed out on toilet bathroom floors, or beating their heads to the monotonous higher art called techno music, and passing time with hallucinogens that seems to come all too easily in Germany parties and clubs where some even designed their furniture to accommodate these incapacitated future of the country. Doener places business flourished at the wee hours of the morning as a consequence of desperate hungers in consummated youth with bad cases of acid reflux.
In the seedy places on the streets, of apartment buildings, of basements of old abandoned establishments, in the internet and last but not least in the hearts of the wealthy, middle-class Germans, certain crimes of morality were being committed every second. Honesty, loyalty, trust and love were based on trickery, lies, blind faith, or mutual disclosures of equal disinterests in traditional, biblical values. Relationship histories were ill-written chronicles of sexual conquests of proportions no less gory than the invasion of Arabs in Western Europe 700AD.
At home, bored adults were watching spin-off shows from the worst of American media — Heidi Klum telling girls made out of skins and bones they were far too fat to be Germany’s Next Top Model; 15 year old kid prancing on stage on Germany Super Star singing ‘Das geht ab’ (You dont need to know how to sing per se to sing that song…), in competition with another pale faced blonde hair boy yet to reach puberty who admitted publicly he didn’t know whether he loved men or women. — The next morning at work, these people would share their pointed opinions about these TV personnel in intense fervor with their colleagues in the office, as if they also had a monumental health care reform bill passed just the night before.
Google pulled out of China sparked some minute interests in the German people about foreign cultures. One after the other they repeated their ignorant comments about their foreign counterparts, persevering cultural misunderstanding deeper into the their heads.
There’s no safe place in Germany for a drug-free, mentally sane, literate and self-respectable person. I asked myself where did all the true elites of Germany that I have met and was so impressed by gone to?