The fall of the Wall signaled the beginning of the end of the Eastern Europe communist bloc (it wouldn't be truly finished until the failed August coup of 1991).
It's difficult to describe to anyone who hadn't lived through the Cold War era: the minor but constant dread that war between East and West would flare up; the constant proxy wars in foreign lands that perpetuated social ills for Third World nations playing up to their First World paymasters; the ideological sterility of two opposing political philosophies...
The fall of the Wall changed all that. We could see in real time as it happened, as people celebrated on a barricade over which people died trying to cross, as they began bringing pickaxes and crowbars to start carving chunks of the Wall out, taking down entire sections, brick after brick falling away...
It's still one of my biggest regrets, not getting a chance to travel to Berlin and leave some graffiti on the West's side of the wall. Ah well. This is a better result.
And damn, I'm getting old... TWENTY-FIVE YEARS already?
Edit: I KNEW I had written about the Wall before on my political blog - back when this was under a different name - and found the article I wrote five years ago.
FIVE YEARS! I'VE BEEN BLOGGING THIS SH-T FOR MORE THAN FIVE YEARS. Dammit, y'all, pay up, this gig ought to be earning me something by now...
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