Berlin, November 18, 2016
In the night from Thursday to Friday, we torched the drill-excavator on the Cuvry-fallow with four liters of gasoline.
In less than a year, many clowns will gather, new and old ones, in Hamburg to organize the G20-Summit. This will produce pictures from smilling presidents, they will praise themselves mutually for acting at last against war, refuge or change in climate – simultaneously some managers of the movement will shake the fences and malinge resistance – but in the end, it is all part of the same racket.
No counter-summit with its own pictures can be an answer to this game, no marathon of themes with the programm of a party and similar answers, no vacuum in terms of content…