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essays on policing – Integrity – My own becoming part of a system
How to navigate within these essays: Initially these essays were meant to form a book. I have decided to publish them, step by step, on this blog. By nature of blogging, the most recent article appears on top of all other articles, whether they are part of this anthology, or they address other issues. If Read more
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20.000 Kilometers of Travel – Observations on Gratitude – A Story About Christmas and the New Year
On the featured picture: Tigger Of course I am privileged, I thought when I was enjoying my second cup of coffee outside of my caravan in Berlin, looking back on one month of travel. I racked up roughly 20.000 kilometers, or 12.500 miles, I stayed in Serbia, Canada, Kosovo, Albania, and Germany, I passed through Read more
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Empathy – And the sharp side of means protecting it
On the featured image: Taken by the author – The never ending emergence of new from the old “Die Menschlichkeit ist da, wo Du und ich und jeder sonst sie leben. Daher ist sie da, auch wenn sie grad weint und sich geschlagen und getreten und geprügelt in einer Ecke verkriecht. Wir pflegen sie, wir Read more
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Shutting Down – On Disassociation, Feeling Overwhelmed and Powerless, Retreating, and Denial
On the featured picture: The Class of 76 of my High School. I’m in there, too. Almost invisible in the background. I grew up with Peter Gabriel’s towering work, whether in “Genesis”, or with Gabriel’s later solo phases of artistic development. One of my all-time favourites songs is “Signal To Noise”. Here are the lyrics: Read more
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Does Compassion Know Boundaries?
On the featured picture: Art by Eva-Maria Horstick, arteve.de. Part of a series created by using AI-tools. Eva was in the final preparations for an exposition in Israel when the Hamas attack October 07 created mass casualties, suffering, despair, trauma, and the grounds for even more suffering. Her project in Israel is on hold with Read more
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“Never again” must signify “never again for anyone”, regardless of your ethnicity, religion or constructed social identities – A letter from my nephew
On the picture: Concentration Camp Memorial Site Dachau – Picture taken by the author Nils is my nephew. Between him and me there are, give or take, three decades in age. Ever since I can remember we are very close. Souls don’t know age difference. He is living in Neukölln, a district of Berlin known Read more
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Stefan Feller 