Plasma Karen, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @Brianrrs37 on Twitter/X)

The jagged tentacles in the sphere
Lightening haughty, poor you dear
Advertisers left you, deaf tone ear

Electric cars, rockets explode
Now you’ve gone on attack mode
Calling it blackmail which is hardly so

It is about the hate you sew
Misinformation, lies and conspiracy
Leaving your company in increasing misery

Like the typical bully, you take no blame
It’s everyone else’s fault, you have no shame
Nicola’s contribution you defame

You allow the big lie
You don’t care if women die
You don’t care about LBTQ

Don’t call yourself humble
Don’t call yourself wise
You are responsible for your own demise

You allow the dregs of society
You echo with childish bombasity
Nobody is blackmailing you with money

Some things really are about principle.
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Elon makes his living taking money from bullies, bigots, conspiracy theorists and anti science, antisemites, and forced birthers. He has no right to bitch when the free market tells them they have had enough.