Hannah’s Escape

I’ve been reading some Hannah Arendt and already I’m smitten.

I recommend reading her work (especially now — she wrote about fascist totalitarianism) but all I wanted to mention today is the glorious way Arendt and some others escaped the Nazis during the war. Get this:

There was a family who had a house with a front door in Germany and a back door in Czechoslovakia. They’d invite people over for dinner and let them leave through the back door at night.

I wish I had a house like that, perhaps embedded in Hadrian’s Wall. Might apply for art council funding.

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