About Guido Westerwelle is currently so much the mouth torn. And in fact, his comments come a denunciation of social peace in the Federal Republic of fairly close. "What's wrong with the, is about gewordent crazy?" some might call while frantically running in circles. Other, abgeklärtere contemporaries suspect while they slowly drag on their cigarettes, that erupted from Westerwelle debate is just a cleverly placed harassing fire to distract the purpose of the policy failures of the current administration. True heartless he is there to Guido. What love him the most heartless of the usually already heartless Germans presumably with all my heart uh. But whether a fan or critic, they all are wrong. Than as an intimate knowledge of Guido Westerwelle's mental world and its secret political past life, I know that appearances are deceiving. Guido is not a heartless man, he is filled with the most humane quest that you can imagine. Guido is not a social-chauvinist, not a reactionary, and certainly not a Nazi. No, Guido is a real, a dyed in the wool Communist.
"How?" they will ask me in amazement. Well, perhaps that is not easy. Also I would hardly come out if I did not know him. If I had met him at that time at a party in a squat in Kreuzberg. Everyone called him then just "puke" and with Spikes on the leather jacket and the safety pin in the nose, it looked almost a bit dangerous out. But who had once spoken to him, knew that he was a very dear. We discussed a lot back then, smoking hash and at night we sneaked around the block to light luxurious limousines. He had a theory as to let go of him. In his opinion, the decisive factor for the failure of the revolution was the embrace of the welfare state working class by the state. This prevents the impoverishment of the proletariat and thus the need for revolution intensification of the contradiction between capital and labor. He binds it to the nation, thus separating from the world proletariat, it could become a national working class, a mere Manovriermasse for the political and economic elites. Of course, the worst evil of capitalism alleviate the welfare state, but at the price that the redemption of the greatest promise of our time, the classless society, that communism inevitable. From this embrace the proletariat must break free, it was the only option, so his conviction. Me and my buddies, we could still live comfortably on state dough, we agreed at that time not really with him on this issue. Sometimes we argued normal. Then he was seen less and less slowly, until it eventually no longer occupied the house appeared. I discovered him years later again. On TV. He looked different, but the distinctive profile of betraying him. I made my buddies, the few who were still in the scene's attention. They thought he had betrayed our cause. Plus, the thing is done. I must admit I thought at first too. But I got the time I realized: He has not betrayed our cause, who is now really serious about our cause.
As Danton, he may have said to himself and his followers, "Let us be terrible so that the people there need not be." His tactic is basically simple: a cross-front with the social envy of small and medium-citizens to be the work of generating their own abolition, the workers displaced from its welfare-state to tear sedation. Class struggle from above, so that the class struggle from below, finally, finally excited. Thus, the whole rotten proles finally have no choice more than to walk on the grass and the flower of the bourgeoisie to trample. Observant contemporaries would have actually noticed that Westerwelle all the time Lenin paraphrased "He that will not work, neither should he eat". And he endures without contact disgrace. So unselfish he is, he should be made after the revolution against the wall, He will be crying with happiness and think "Finally! FINALLY!". Comrade Möllemann had not so much endurance. After his plan to dubious with his project 18 and its Statements on the Middle East conflict to remember the historic alliance between liberalism and anti-Semitism and fascism went wrong, he committed suicide. The pressures of his double role, he did not stand. Now Comrade Guido is alone. Day he rails against the most vulnerable, at night he cries himself to sleep sometimes. He would like to reveal himself, but he can not. Not yet. History will know how to appreciate his sacrifice.
"puke" in an Autonomous Assembly in Berlin 1983rd
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