When I visited Hiroshima to do a show, I found my self-standing in the peace park with all of the history lessons that were taught in school flashing through my mind. The reality of looking out at a massive and burgeoning city did not allow my brain to really register that in an instant, all that was in my visual view – was obliterated. When I visited Auschwitz and Dachau, I had a completely different experience of which my heart and soul cried with the reality that there was a horrible, personal, and systematic attempt to eradicate human beings.
I still am idealistic and believe in the words of the declaration of independence and what the words try to instill. “all men are created equal.” with traveling the globe, I wish humanity would evolve in finding a way for that which is different from existing, versus being eradicated.
When heard about a book of the diary of a young Jewish lady in Europe that what I could translate with my broken German sounded like a book I really wanted to read when translated into English. It is the story a bit like Anne Frank in that it seems like writing through the eyes of a younger mind, writing about the precursor to one of humanities darker moments with the Holocaust. It still shocks me today when I hear people on the extremities of denying, or waving the banner of “never forget” seeming to muddle the root issue with noise. The point is that I don’t care what race, creed, color, religion, or political view you hold – we are all humans and the idea to methodically eradicate something which is different with the events in Europe, and did we forget about the events in Asia that get little press? It just shows a very dark hour on this planet.
Forgive my digression. When I read about this book, I knew I was going to buy it. Yesterday I was reading articles in the Smithsonian magazine about two other young women that kept diaries as well. I am reading the article wishing it was printed in book form with a binding and where one could feel thicker pages and paper, and not the slick, thin, magazine pages.
We did a lot of research into tactile response with technology, so what I find interesting is when I get older, my design/life needs get simpler and simpler, and the materials are more organic and natural.
We live on an amazing planet, and just like a family trying to get along, it rarely is utopia or perfect. Perhaps what I am feeling today is the reality of when I got on the internet in 1992 or 93 – it was as if the globe opened its doors and people from all over were peering in. the fellow nerds, dorks, and geeks all seemed to be thinking, “wow, this tool is amazing, how will we use it to help humanity?”
Fast forward to today, and just like the nationalism that I am seeing in many parts of the world with the issue of immigration, the internet is carved up simply by country, state, and a few giant multinationals that have successfully commodified and control the lions share of the data. The internet isn’t fun anymore. Heck, I write these 10 minutes because I know no one will read it. What is the best way to hide something? Put it in plain sight.
I don’t know what the hatred really is between just the Abrahamic religions. All I know is the time in Ireland where I sat in a 5000-year-old Neolithic passageway, was a few thousand years before Christ and Mohamad, still earlier than even Moses. People believed in something beyond this planet, and then as I traveled and looked at the amazing wealth of history in Ireland, It saddened me that most of the damage was done by Christian denominations in the past 5-600 years.
Perhaps this note is my writing that I do believe human beings can learn to love – even their enemy. I have met a few people that are walking in that ability. I also see the price they have paid to gain that ability and look out at the world, of which yesterday was some black Friday gig in the USA, and I wanted to puke. “This is what is so important to people these days? huh?”
Perhaps It is better to have hope, even when the facts of the human condition in history write a different story?
What I do know is I have a choice in how I want to walk out the love or hate in my life.