Monday marked the 20th anniversary of the fall of the Berlin wall. It's one of those events that I can remember watching unfold and being amazed at. Even more than Tienanmen square. The wall was such a symbol of oppression, of the opposition of what America stood for. It had a feeling like the pyramids, of permanence and menace that was unmatched. A place where taking one step over a line would get you shot.
Now it is barely a memory for those who live in Berlin. A nightmare for the older generations, most of whom have already passed. What lessons have we learned? Not many it seems. Just a reminder of how old some of us are.
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