Amersfoort again. When I was here last month I’d thought the tower was just built to dramatize the museum entrance, but it turns out this is the only surviving original tower, which has been periodically refurbished.
„Black black“ is the entirety of a poem about Amersfoort. T-shirts for sale as a fundraiser for the museum are prominently displayed in the window.
„Learn never to forget!“ is the national monument’s slogan, and the very nice guide instructed me with this at the close of her lecture. She was preaching to the choir, of course, and without irony I wholeheartedly agreed with her. It’s what we don’t forget, and what we know or never learn in the first place which is the issue.
You know how sometimes a piece of music or a painting is so perfect it brings tears to your eyes? I like this sculpture so much! I walked up again today to see it. I told the guide how much I liked it and she agreed, yes, it’s a great sculpture. She said there’s only one of it in the country.
The presentation here, as most of the text at the national Resistance Museum, is all on the Dutch Christian forced laborers. Tough luck, Jews.
