You may have seen this image of Elon Musk's Nazi salute projected onto Tesla's Gigafactory in Berlin.
But you may not know that last year, anarchists occupied the adjacent forest to block the expans…
I wholeheartedly disagree. The man is on fire. Can you imagine if that were you?
The intense heat would be more than one could bear. One’s eyes would sting with smoke, the smell of burning flesh would assail the nostrils. Cries for help would be choked in the depths the throat, before even the basis of words could be formed.
In your blurred sight, you see a figure before you. A savior! You prepare to feel the rough handling of one being extinguished by physical means, all that is at hand.
A delay in their response draws confusion. You feel something trace across your face. Are they… laughing? The scent is so out of place that it distracts you from the charring of flesh for the briefest of moments. Is that piss?
The wind shifts, and as you desperately suck in breath, to continue your anguished wail, all you inhale is smoke. Your last fading thought before the darkness pulls you under is confusion, as the flames were never anywhere near your face to begin with.
I wholeheartedly disagree. The man is on fire. Can you imagine if that were you?
The intense heat would be more than one could bear. One’s eyes would sting with smoke, the smell of burning flesh would assail the nostrils. Cries for help would be choked in the depths the throat, before even the basis of words could be formed.
In your blurred sight, you see a figure before you. A savior! You prepare to feel the rough handling of one being extinguished by physical means, all that is at hand.
A delay in their response draws confusion. You feel something trace across your face. Are they… laughing? The scent is so out of place that it distracts you from the charring of flesh for the briefest of moments. Is that piss?
The wind shifts, and as you desperately suck in breath, to continue your anguished wail, all you inhale is smoke. Your last fading thought before the darkness pulls you under is confusion, as the flames were never anywhere near your face to begin with.