Yesterday I watched "My Döbling" on Austrian TV station ORF, a documentary about the beautiful 19th district of Vienna, my home.

Four Viennese artists and a tavern owner tell about how they grew up in Döbling: Ulrike Beimpold, Michou Friesz, Tini Kainrath and Ernst Molden, as well as Matthias Hengl. A broadcast as terrible as hell. This documentation contains everything you need to commit suicide. There are moments when you even understand Adolf Hitler. This is one of these.

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https://tvthek.orf.at/profile/Mein-Doebling/13889406/Mein-Doebling/14100676

It is the portrait of a society that is shallow in terms of content and mendacious in terms of form, which maintains its provincial power by its imagined superiority. You know that you are envied for your surroundings and you have every means available to ensure that it stays that way. You are forced to play along in order to maintain these circumstances, otherwise the worst consequences would follow.

Almost all people in Döbling, Vienna and Austria play this game, although every single one of them feels that it is cementing the mendacious circumstances of power and might. Ultimately, everyone wants to play along, because the alternative is crystal clear: collaboration or extinction. And so everyone makes a good face to this game. Everything, really everything, is smiled at coldly, up to and including World War, Holocaust and mass murder.

Welcome to Döbling!

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