I stopped when I read that "..been a belieber" and thought it was in lousy taste. Perhaps I'm wrong and overly sensitive.
When Mr. Z and I were in Amsterdam, I asked him to please take me to that building. We finally found it (it's on canals and they're not the easiest streets to negotiate if you haven't done it before). We got out of the car and I stood there looking up, for a long time, at the Frank hiding place, turning and looking at the canal she must have seen, looking down both sides of the street at what Ann might have seen. Then I told Mr. Z to please let's leave. "Without going up?" he asked. I said "Yes, going up would seem like we're visiting a tourist attraction and I just can't do it." So we left, he kind of wondering what kind of nut he was married to! (not for the first time, I might add!) (the actual building is behind the turquoise kiosk; the one with the flat top. It is said that she used to stare out at the chestnut tree you see there. In the foreground is the canal.
I know many, many people go up to the Frank rooms every single day and I do not take away from their desire to see that space. Why I, so suddenly and unexpectedly, felt I just couldn't go up, is something many probably wouldn't quite understand. Me included.
By the way, while typing this post, I Googled and found THIS. I had never actually seen a picture of Ann's actual bedroom before. The bookcase behind which was the door to their apartments is pictured, too. I want you to know I just now suddenly felt ill just from looking at these pictures. Now I'm really glad I didn't go up ten years ago.
Have you been there? Did you go up and can you tell us about it? If you haven't been there, might you have had my reaction? Want to kick Bieber in the rear for obviously feeling everything is about HIM?
What do you feel about the whole thing?
WE MUST NEVER FORGET. Who had she EVER hurt?
Why I felt like doing this post just from reading Bieber's line is beyond me, but this story has always haunted me and I hope it's a good reminder to be kind, to love, to store up happy moments in our lives. And that we might forgive but we need not forget.