Dublin, Ireland, the 23rd of April 2005.
On my way to McDonald's today (I had a coupon for a free Bigmac), I met this group of war protesters. Three youngsters who made their point against the American occupation of Iraq. I actually talked to them.
It took me one minute to figure out that I was everything they despise. I was born in West-Berlin. I have been a left-winger until having been "converted" by conservatives, who, as I pointed out to my three friends, were a lot more tolerant and open towards those who disagree with their views. They insulted me (I stayed calm), pointed out to a few bystanders that I was a right-winger who probably also enjoys killing Palestinians (as if I had time for that on a Saturday), and wished me a quick death when I pointed out that I was going into the McDonald's now, enjoying some American imperialism while it's still there.
One of the reasons I left Germany is because I didn't want that any more. I left a country where synagogues are always guarded by the police for a country where synagogues are only occasionally vandalised when a few idiots paint swastikas on them, presumably to protest Jewish barbarism or something like that.
But all-in-all Ireland is a lot more pro-democracy than Germany. I found that the closer you come to the heart of the evil that is neo-conservatism and American imperialism, the further away you get from racism, vandalism, and intolerance. I imagine that somewhere on the American mainland there is a man so utterly evil and self-involved that around him Jews and Christians and Muslims and atheists live in complete peace. Whereas in Dublin there are three good-hearted individuals who are so benevolent and humanist that they think that Jews like killing Palestinians (why are they still alive?) and that I should die a quick death.
I find it odd and very disturbing that left-wingers and Neo-Nazis in Germany have found their common enemy. And while I was careful not to point it out directly, I think one should re-think one's opinion when one finds oneself agreeing with Hitler-apologists and holocaust-deniers.
Iraq has a Kurdish president now. Kurds, and Arabs, Sunnis and Shi'ites have a chance for peace. And in ten or twenty years my three friends will tell me that this was not the result of American intervention but would have happened anyway, only quicker and without so much violence.
And that is because they live in a fairy-tale.