The Onceler's Factory

The Onceler arrives in town. This is our skeleton of the factory, Barbaloot-eye-view as the animals timidly peer out toward their new neighbor. These brave lads here are (I think) Meddle, Brian, and Pat, who did an awesome job out in the midday sun buil ding the factory.
The factory as a pimply adolescent. Able to produce a mere 30,000 thneeds a day, this is the Onceler's first beginnings of automation. It also had a spiffy blacklight interior with glubglub pipes and great wall decorations done by the whole crew.
The Oncler expands. This was shot during the construction of the fascade, which really made the factory. I think we have Roman in green, Brian with hat on roof, Pat bending over, Joe (?) on ladder, and yours truly playing White Boy. No measly week in t he sun can tame this Nordic hide!
Displaying most of the completed factory, complete with smokestacks and poor dangling truffula. Also shown are the four major modes of transportation at Burning Man: some on foot, one on bike, a giant art car/dragon known as Draco (what passes for publi c transport at Black Rock City), and a suspiciously boring pickup (PPP: Possible Pork Patrol).
A very bad picture of me on top of the factory, pushing thneeds like a madman with a megaphone. This was a lot of fun: I didn't know I could heckle until I tried it. I had several people randomly approach me later and compliment me on my job. Suffice to say I made fools of those poor pathetic environmentalist liberal bleeding heart "It Takes a Village" tree-hugging animal communist yahoos who tried to dissuade passersby from accepting the wonder and enchantment of a Thneed-enriched life!
The climax of the protest. The Lorax blew on his horn and the walls came a' tumblin' down. With a little help from some excited Burners, I might add. Meddle saves a tree, literally.
The factory topples, going down to the angry mob. Also a rather nice sky and mountain shot.
Unfortunately, we couldn't afford to provide our own effective burn scar prevention (a burn scar is a discoloration of the playa resulting from intense heat), so we had to use a public burn platform. While it was pretty cool to break it, pile it up, and watch it burn, it would have been much more dramatic to burn it as it stood. Will, our resident documentarist, films the carnage.
Burn baby! All those months of work culminate to a fiery doom for the factory. It was so worth it.

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