] ment entrance and took to his heels
before violence broke out. There were a few clashes, but to me that was not the
main point. Violence served only to make our performance go astray and lose its
political significance. |
Meanwhile, during an election rally in
Württemberg-Baden, the young people of the Extra Parliamentary Opposition
(APO) filled two thirds of the hail and shouted: "Kiesinger is a Nazi! A Nazi!"
In order to quiet them, Kiesinger said: "You are too young to have
known Nazism, and you have a right to know what your Chancellor did during its
He never kept his promise to tell them.
I went to Esslingen where, I had learned, the political parties would debate in
public. I took along three enormous suitcases full of pamphlets.
you want to make a short speech and distribute your pamphlets," a student told
me, "this is a good chance."
I was not known there, and I had prepared
nothing to say. Anyone in the audience, however, was allowed to speak. I waited
an hour for my turn.
Once behind the microphone, I panicked. The square
was huge, full of young people, and I did not know just what to say. I
introduced myself, however, and reviewed my campaign. A burst of applause gave
me courage, and I went on to rehearse Kiesinger's past. Probably I was too long
winded, for I heard from the crowd: "Make it short! Cut it down!"
was that. I cut my speech short, and merely announced that I had pamphlets to
It took four telephone calls for me to reach Günter
Grass, who had to leave that day for a writers' conference in Prague.
"I want to ask you to take part in a big meeting we are organizing at
the Berlin Polytechnic. I am near your house now and could stop in right away."
The meeting had been organized with the help of
Michel Lang, the organizer of the Jewish Work Club of Berlin. It reached a wide
audience, for at that time in Federal Germany, any Jewish organization was
treated with a certain respect. Considering the guilt complex of the Germans,
an attack on Kiesinger from young Jews