Arno Klein was no ideologue.
Can Soldiers be innocent?
Neither were most of the men in his battalion.
Can Soldiers be victims?
Far from it.
Can Soldiers ever be free from what they’ve seen?
They could have cared less about natural selection... murder...rape... hate-filled rage... Jews - they were just 18, 19, 22 tops, an age where mortality is nothing but an older Person’s problem.
Can following orders make you guilty?
Arno Klein’s battalion was being trained like one trains to be an Engineer or Carpenter - as crazy as that sounds now.
Their job was clear – follow orders, or be shot on the spot.
Like usual the subway platform is full - rush hour in Berlin looks like any other working city in Europe.
War is hell.
All these years standing at the farthest end straight as an oak, because it’s the only place Mr. Arno Klein can survive the horrors of the past. Amazing what this place still does to him.
And hell is unforgettable.
One would think - the rumbling starts - that after having to perform this ritual every 7:25am of every working day of the week - vibrations rising through the ground - that he’d have gotten used to that god-awful sound already - screeching as a single light beams.
Arno hates having to lie.