Buenaventura Durruti is deadWorker, anarchist, revolutionary, fatherFigurehead and integration figure of the anarchist militias in the Spanish Civil War.Born on July 14, 1896 in LeónMurdered in Madrid on November 20, 1936Not even at the front.Was it a fascist sniper?Was it a sneak assassination attempt by a Republican soldier?Even a communist’s bullet?Left against left, again?Or was …
“But did you notice the sparkle in her eyes when Lea told Lew that he would inherit?” Helga Unterhuber added, “It’s good that we’re taking a closer look at her…” At that moment, the chief inspector pointed to his colleague, quiet to be, because voices could be heard. “What do you mean Lew, do we …
Lea Lenz stood in front of the prison where Lew Ponomaryov was being held and tried to fight off her growing discomfort. She had visited her mother in prison once a week until she hanged herself two years later. Her mother was convinced to the end that she had acted in self-defense when she killed …
Lew the Russian. Lew the killer. Or just the Russian. Or just the killer. That was fitting for those who knew nothing more than that he came from Russia. That’s all they needed to know. Russians are warmongers. Russians are homophobic. Russians are communists. And Russians are murderers. Also, murderers of nice old ladies who …
“I want to stay with you, stay you.”, you said when you woke up and nothing had changed, neither in the progress nor in the remaining. “Then stay with me, stay me.” I answered when you were given back to me, from the arms of sleep, in this moment. “I can stay as long as …
Max Mehlich had spent the last 15 years of his life in prison. Now he had been released early because of good conduct, because he had been sentenced to life. And life-sentenced in Austria means 25 years. All in all, it was good business for him. The offense of which he was charged, and for …
“I am the way, the truth and the life”, John (14,6) says in his Gospel Jesus. The way we go, the truth we proclaim and the life we should respect. But most Christians, whether in the hierarchy up or down, do not care. But what do Christians have to do with Jesus? Aha, he went …
Softly Ontos beak touched the plumage of Logos. I held her, feeling the blood, but also the warmth of her body, and suddenly I realized that her heart was beating. Very weak, but unique. That’s what Onto wanted to tell me. I had to hurry. I went back as fast as I could and drove …
Onto came and went as he pleased. Sometimes he flew along on our walks and disappeared again. It was nice to watch him, in his power and joy that gives the young life. In what intensity was it connected to life, it cost, scooped it up, without its current becoming less and less. On the …
In ten minutes it would start. Nervously he looked at the clock. Where she just stayed? The hall was full and he had to go on stage, but he knew she would never forgive him if he did not greet her. At last the door opened and she walked towards him with a jovial smile. …