In the cutting area, a tree was occupied for the last 8 days by one activist. The person has now left the tree and has been arrested. You can read her diary here.

Day 1

after an exciting, tiring night of getting into the tree, I sleep like a baby and wake up to lots of confused security guards, constantly shouting, whistling and throwing big pieces of wood at me. They also sexually harass me. Despite this, I remain in good spirits. I feel empowered, and proud of successfully occupying a tree in the cutting area.

Day 2

feeling frustrated at the continuation of the cutting, so I pick myself up by chanting at the workers who have come to have a look at the person hanging in the tree, ‘RWE Murderers, shame on you, we are watching you from a bird’s eye view’ pens and paper have been a total life saver (including toilet paper, pooping out of a hammock is really shit – take that security! haha)

a poem to pass the time