East Berlin, 1994In the wake of a divisive referendum the people of the GDR are trying to find some common ground.But an ex-dissident uncovers plans for a power grab by communist hard-linersβcan the grassroots democracy of round tables and workers' councils survive, or will the country be dragged ba
Spectre at the Feast
β Scribed by Max Hertzberg
- Publisher
- Wolf Press
- Year
- 2017
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 273 KB
- Category
- Fiction
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
β¦ Synopsis
East Berlin, 1994
In the wake of a divisive referendum, the people of the GDR are struggling
to find common ground.
Concerned that populist leader, Klaus Kaminsky, is poised to take power in
East Germany, Karo and Martin come together again to defend the grassroots
democracy they are helping to build.
But as Kaminsky holds rallies across the country, the mood of the people of
the GDR begins to change. Can the delicate balance of round tables and
workers' councils survive, or will the country be dragged back into the
authoritarian rule of the past?
*" The Soldiers' Council of the Border Regiment 33 had ameeting this morning.
We're on strike."
"You call this being on strike?"
"Yeah, fun isn't it?"*
Book 3 of the East Berlin Series
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