A huge crowd — estimated at 1. The theater of the event was unforgettable — a young leader speaking outdoors, to a jubilant throng, at a time when most speeches were given by old men indoors. But the words were no less important, and recast the Cold War in a way that reflected each of the two speeches he had given earlier in the month. Kennedy had announced his intentions to visit Berlin in the spring, not long after learning of a Franco-German treaty that threatened to displace the broader Atlantic alliance.
In a sense, his visit was intended to check the French as much as the Russians. But it had a compelling drama of its own, based on his own history with the city. Kennedy had been in Berlin in August , a week before the Germans invaded Poland — in fact, the U.
Embassy asked him to take secret intelligence that war was imminent to his father, the U. He had returned to Berlin in July , touring the ruins of the city at nearly its lowest moment. Then as president, Kennedy encountered Berlin over and over again.
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In August , a major crisis was provoked when the wall went up. Each eventuality was narrowly avoided. The decision to visit in the summer of was something of a victory lap, celebrating a city that had survived its imminent demise on more than a few occasions. The famous speech that Kennedy gave that day in Rudolph Wilde Platz was not, like so many presidential remarks, tightly choreographed.
Armchair analysts later had a field day with the phrase, suggesting that Kennedy had compared himself to a pastry, but the response of the crowd suggests that he hit his mark squarely. The speech, for all of its brevity, says a great deal.
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Someone in your ungentrified neighbourhood might be in a more open, less gender-specific and less gratuitously abstruse relationship. This applies to both sexes, and any in-between. In Berlin, people have finally broken free from the bourgeoise straightjacket of monogamy, a fact that would make the men of Mitte very happy indeed, if only their full-time brooding commitments allowed them. Nihilistic despair may have been pioneered by French intellectuals as a way of getting the ladies horizontal, but the Mitte Man Homo Pretentious has enthusiastically picked up the baton, together with the smoking habit.
That they are fashioning themselves after a beat poet half a century after the original movement began might put a slight dent on their revolutionary credentials, but why should recycling be limited to beer bottles when it can be applied to relationships as well?
It goes without saying that as a woman you should be blown away upon learning that the Mitte Man has freed himself from the shackles of biology. This admiration should ideally translate into uncontrollable sexual magnetism, a completely unintended side effect of being so firmly above the rules of attraction that seem to afflict mainstream men, who are ruled by their sex drive rather than their non-conformist drive. Also, the sounds emanating from his turntable will occasionally resemble those of a horny bird, although the similarities will be more marked if he is into freestyle jazz.
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Sleep with me. Please sleep with me. It worked for Freud. I will still respect your cleavage. And no, the praying mantis is not a good example either. This is a term popularized by restaurants, cinemas, and other commercial enterprises with the aim of maximising their revenues. Additionally the Mitte Man will remind you that Berlin is the city of true romance.
This might have eluded you, as the title is, often wrongfully, given to such conventionally beautiful places such as Paris, a town that has trapped less visionary minds in the mainstream matrix with its elegant boulevards and enchanting squares. Berlin, on the other hand, with its communist cement and the postmodern Alexanderplatz, is somehow overlooked.
Berlin is the single most paradigm-bashing, mould-smashing and mind-blowing megalopolitan melting pot in the annals of human history. Come spring and Berlin might once more seem positively inviting with its many pleasant parks and placid lakes. With this he hopes to impress all the new arrivals who will picture him as a sexy fearless Amundsen, and not as a man that has to spend four months of the year wearing long-johns.
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And when this fails, he will relentlessly promote Berlin as a dystopian Venice of the North by pointing out its higher number of canals. Every morning he will add three extra heaped spoons of delusion to his flat white to pretend that the age old rules of attraction are beneath him, when he is in fact so up his own backside that he could perform his own colonoscopy, and has lost all sense of perspective or self-critique.
For somebody so vocally against the bourgeois society of spectacle and status, it is slightly contradictory that he would invest so much time publicly parading his radical credentials like a particularly pretentious peacock. Likewise his tendency to label everything and everyone that enters his field of vision like some kind of OCD-addled librarian following a flimsy counterculture classification.
The sad truth is that in his neurotic attempts to appear a free thinker, the Mitte Man comes across as revolutionary as a Grateful Dead tribute band.
Prepare yourself to spend a few hours each day to answer the requests from your friends, distant acquaintances, and random substance abusers that some idiot passed your email address on to at a party, asking you for advice and information on the many different things that make Berlin so irresistible to them. Which are parties, clubs, drugs, parties, casual sex, and parties.
Which puts you in the unfortunate position to take most of the liability for their staycation to live up to the infamous Berlin hype, which you had no part in perpetuating but plenty of opportunity to grow unimpressed with. Despair not. Kabbeln is a Berlin slang verb that describes actions such as squabbling, arguing and fighting. Example: Du sollst beim Essen nicht so mampfen! Example: Seine Schwester wurde richtig pampig. Example: Ihr Sohn ist ein netter Piepel. Sie sieht schrecklich spack aus.
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