compassion, collaboration & cooperation iN transistion
of the breaking down of the Berlin wall...
and your belief, Michael, that we will get to a place that honors both
men and women in this century, I am reminded how I felt about flying into
Dresden Airport during 1992. Canon Europe had arranged a visit for me to
evaluate the possibility of establishing a Networked Colour, Exemplar
Demonstrator, Copy Shop in a disused factory, which when I first arrived,
was surrounded by brand-new park benches on which very friendly,
under-employed workers sat talking and smoking. My colleague from
Canon, who was assigned to arrange the trip and subsequently became a
friend, was a self-declared Ossi, which literally means 'easty' in the context
of the fact that he had been born in East Germany and had been taken as a
baby to the West, such that he had no knowledge of who his parents and
family were. It was he who explained to me that the reason why the workers
were not working was because in former East Germany there was so little
supply of components to the factories, that usually by the end of the morning
shift they had nothing else to do but sit and wait for the next delivery.
When at first the money started flowing into East Germany, the authorities
had so much and so little to spend it on, that they replaced and expanded
massively the number of old 'park-benches' to facilitate the situation. On
arrival at the airport, on that first occasion, internally painted wooden tunnels
had been erected for the passengers to walk through, from the aircraft to
the terminal building, and on exit I was met by a sea of Trabant taxis and
their drivers vying for my trade. That first journey, what with the state of
the unmaintained roads and the interminable wait at the multitude of traffic
light controlled junctions, took 25 minutes or more. The last visit, taking
the same route in a Mercedes Benz, took less than 10, despite all the
roadworks engaged in the installation of fibre-optic network cables
throughout the city.
On that first trip there was supposedly
no suitable hotel accommodation
available and I was provided with first
class food and accommodation in a
Rhine Cruise ship which had been
brought down the Elbe and moored
directly opposite the very forlorn City
Hall, which has now been restored to
its former glory.
What a contrast to the situation today where it appears that Dresden has
risen from the ashes and Dortmund has become the old Dresden !!!???
The entirety of this experience, was particularly heartfelt and poignantly
significant, because my mother had been adjutant to the RAF Officer, who
had been directed by the Air Ministry, in accordance with Churchill's
encouragement, to give the order to execute the bombing raid on Dresden
in February 1945. Only 6 months later, after my dad returned to England
from Italy, was when my mother spoke of me being conceived, as a honeymoon
baby. She and I cried together back in 1992, when I told her of my own story,
but nothing was mentioned in the presence of my dad, whose own experiences
had been, and continued to be, enough to bear. Even after my dad had died,
and when mum was still lucid, she and I had another emotional discussion
about all of this, on the morning of the Polish aircraft disaster.
But at least I was able to do my own bit towards the reparation process,
as a result of helping to establish Dresden as [IT] IS today.
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I well remember my meeting with David Hockney at the V&A,
when Canon invited him to demonstrate his artistic skills,
utilising our DiceNET Colour Server System driving the recently
launched CLC500 Colour Photocopier & Image Processing Unit,
whose colour photocopying engine had been designed by Louise
Detremont and her team.
Dresden was a civilian town without military significance.
It had no material role of any sort to play in the closing months
of the war. So, what strategic purpose did burning its men,
women, old people, and children serve? Churchill himself later
wrote that “the destruction of Dresden remains a serious query
against the conduct of Allied bombing”.
Seventy years on, fewer people ask precisely which military
objective justified the hell unleashed on Dresden. If there was
no good strategic reason for it, then not even the passage of
time can make it right, and the questions it poses remain as
difficult as ever in a world in which civilians have continued to
suffer unspeakably in the wars of their autocratic leaders.
I wasn't new to murder and bloodletting. I had enlisted two
years prior to the outbreak of the second world war and by the
time I was 21 I had taken part in one major battle and various
smaller ones. I had been in fights where the ground in front of
me was littered with the remains of young men who had once
been full of the joy of living, laughing and joking with their
mates. As each year of the war went by, the fighting got more
ferocious, new weapons were introduced and fresh young men
became the targets. How I remained a sane person through all
this I don't know.
Aerial Surveillance of potential military and industrial sites for
bombing, required the use of various modus operandi to collect
and collate the photographic data amassed on such missions
and at the end of the Second World War, the Allied Central
Interpretation Unit at RAF Medmenham reverted to its original
title, the Central Interpretation Unit. In 1953 it became the
Joint Air Reconnaissance Intelligence Centre (JARIC).
Based at RAF Brampton, Cambridgeshire, from 1957 to 2013,
JARIC was the UK's national strategic imagery intelligence
provider. In the immediate postwar years one of its major tasks
was the plotting and analysis of captured German Air Force
reconnaissance photography. What had not been destroyed, or
captured by the Soviets, was discovered in several locations by
the Allies and shipped back to the UK. The joint UK/US work on
this imagery provided unique intelligence on the Soviet Union
and Eastern Europe during the early Cold War years before the
advent of satellite imagery.
Gideon Rachman's details • in his The Age of the Strongman classic • of Putin's rise to power and his time spent in Dresden, have most certainly filled in the gaps for me so to speak, as to how and why Canon got the inside track to the potential opportunity of utilising my Interactive Multimedia Bureau System, in Eastern Germany after 'the wall' came down, so to speak. I say 'the wall' having experienced same in a visit to Coburg some decades before, to realise that in most places it was only a fence and not a wall.
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