This morning I woke up and said:
Good morning, Berlin – my beloved home for 11 years now.
Where the police have asked the public to be alert and “do not spread rumors.”
Where the administration has refused to assign blame “before all the victims have even been identified.”
Where reason, rationality, modesty and a refusal to engage in hot-headed hate is the dominant mood.
Where 11 leaders of different religions and sects joined hands in solidarity and condolence to the victims’ families yesterday, standing just a few yards from the untouched rubble of the Gedächtniskirche, which has been preserved for 70 years as a reminder to Germany – and to all – of the dangers of nationalism.
Painting On Scars 
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