In April 2025, writer Arvid Jurjaks and I visited the Asse nuclear waste repository that has become one of Germany’s major environmental scandals. Once a symbol of hope for the country’s nuclear industry, now a textbook example of failure. Asse is filling with water. Some of the water that once “disappeared” underground has since been traced again; it wasn’t radioactive yet, but could become so if it reaches the waste chambers.  For years, workers have tried to collect the inflowing brine before it drips onto the partly damaged barrels, a Sisyphean task with no guarantee of success.

While politicians keep postponing the costly retrieval of the waste from one legislative term to the next, only a few elderly local activists continue to push for accountability—among them Mrs. Wiegel and deacon Koch who offers nuclear counseling.