Malcolm X was shot 60 years ago today
Searching for clues at the birthplace of the black human rights activist
Malcolm X was a charismatic speaker and became known worldwide as one of the leaders of the black movement “Nation of Islam”. With his radical views, he was seen by many as an opponent of Martin Luther King, who advocated non-violence. More here.
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On the road: Montana, part 7
Two female authors, a bank robbery and an adopted fox
The best thing about traveling is the people I meet along the way. At Flathead Lake, I met two remarkable women. Both are rooted in their Christian faith, write under a pen name and self-publish their books. More here.
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“The world is big, and you’ll never arrive.”
Phillip Soupault
On the Road
BERLIN: It’s where I still have an apartment. And where I live when I’m not in the USA. I’ll be flying again soon. But I’m still in Berlin – and I’m amazed. Amazed at what is happening politically and socially in this country. I am appalled. As soon as I step out of the front door, my stomach revolts against the garbage on the streets. Homeless people everywhere. This is Berlin-Neukölln. Admittedly, it’s a special corner: once popular with the unemployed, then “hip” with artists and students. Now “normal people” live in the partly gentrified houses on the side streets, while the main street – “Sonnenallee”, made famous beyond Berlin by the film of the same name – has become an Arab shopping mile and, dare I say it, has “degenerated”.
Ismail, who had come from Lebanon forty years ago and planted flowers and herbs in the tree patches outside our front door, has moved away. “It’s gotten so dirty here,” he complained. There’s nothing left of his flowerbed and now the garbage is piling up there again, fueled by the Arab supermarket on the corner. When Hassan was still watering his flowerbed, I fished out the garbage. Now it’s gone and I’m only here on a stopover, so to speak. So I watch it decay without doing anything about it. Even the raised bed that Hassan, the store owner around the corner, had planted is a big garbage can again… The customers throw everything away, as they are used to from home in Syria, Lebanon, Egypt, etc., the shopkeepers I spoke to about the garbage told me. They had tried for a while to keep the street in front of their store clean, they all claimed – and then gave up.
I only post the photos that don’t make my stomach revolt.
