So after celebrating at midnight and some hours of sleep me and four friends entered a car and went to Gorleben. By chance my birthday and a big demonstration against the usage of nuclear energy happened to be at the same date. And since I’ve never been to this kind of demonstration before but think it’s an important subject these days I decided to go there and celebrate the fortune of life.
Compared to other demonstrations I’ve been to this one was the most peaceful and relaxed meeting of thousands of people. We were walking and talking und smiling and laughing all day long. Next to us, wearing green or black and being forced to stand straight almost all the time, were policemen and –women, some of them stunningly young, some smiling and others not batting an eyelid. It was impossible to ignore them but until the end of the day they were just standing there waiting.
We went home when it got dark, not without sitting for some minutes with the people that planned to stay the next nights to the moment when the as we call it castor would arrive, trying to stop it at least for a few minutes. For the time of the whole demonstration three people had stopped the train near the french-german border chaining themselves to the rails. But walking back to our car we saw lots of police stepping in order, giggling as if being on a trip with classmates and preparing to encircle our sitting comrades. Watching them was the only negative hunch of the day.
Lucky me!
