When the American soldier told me
That the well fed middle class German girls
Could be bought for tobacco and the lower middle class
But the starved Russian slave workers could not be bought
I felt proud.
Bertolt Brecht, “Pride”
On my wall hangs a Japanese carving
The mask of an evil demon, decorated with gold lacquer.
Sympathetically I observe
The swollen veins of the forehead, indicating
What a strain it is to be evil.
Bertolt Brecht, “The Mask of Evil”
Open the window.
Remember that the noise of the street is not mere noise,
but it is made by people.