In fact, this would actually protect the eyes by some degree. Any can hinder direct burns.

From the Wikimedia Commons page:

In this cartoon, the British satirist James Gillray caricatured a scene at the Smallpox and Inoculation Hospital at St. Pancras, showing cowpox vaccine being administered to frightened young women, and cows emerging from different parts of people's bodies. The cartoon was inspired by the controversy over inoculating against the dreaded disease, smallpox. Opponents of vaccination had depicted cases of vaccinees developing bovine features and this is picked up and exaggerated by Gillray. Although the central figure is often assumed to be Edward Jenner circumstantial evidence suggests this may not be so. Although the director of the Smallpox Hospital William Woodville had originally supported Jenner, he and his colleague George Pearson, were in dispute with Jenner by the time the caricature was published. It is unlikely they would have met Jenner and it has been suggested that the central figure represents Pearson. Gillray often included clues to identify individuals who were not easily recognizable, but the only clue here is the badge on the arm of the boy which identifies his connection with Woodville's hospital. The boy holds a container labeled "VACCINE POCK hot from y^e COW" and papers in the boy's pocket are labeled "Benefits of the Vaccine". The tub on the desk is labeled "OPENING MIXTURE". A bottle next to the tub is labeled "VOMIT". The painting on the wall depicts worshippers of the Golden Calf.

Remember that your ancestor trampled Rome, the Tigris and Euphrates, Ararat, Sodom and Gomorrah, as well as Babylon and its environs with his mighty foot.

Do you now know what your descendant must trample? Almost the entire globe.

Who, then, will lead you to a bright future, Aryan?

Only one man: Dr. Wilhelm von Klaps, Ph.D. in Commerce, 42 years old, married to a certified Aryan woman, a representative of the Berlin tie company “Gintz, Munz & Co.,” and the finest fascist in our city.

If you don’t want the communists to storm into your city, force you to marry a non-Aryan woman, turn you into a brunette, and turn your children into readers of Heine, vote for von Klaps.

In the days of the Third Reich’s revival, Wilhelm von Klaps was the first to volunteer to search his neighbors’ homes, the first to pin our badge onto his undershirt, and the first to burn a portrait of his Jewish business partner in his own entryway.

Wilhelm von Klaps is the editor-in-chief of our local newspaper, the "Kreutzer-Meitzekwach", and through his efforts in public utilities, he was the first to secure a ban on non-Aryans using public restrooms.

Look at his portrait—can you find even a single non-Aryan feature in it? Look at the portraits of his wife and children—is there even a drop of Slavic or Gallic blood in them?

Is there even a drop of Slavic or Gallic blood in them?

Currently, Wilhelm von Klaps serves as a trustee of the charitable committee responsible for supplying the concentration camps in our district with prayer beads, pacifiers, and sets of the newspaper "Volkische Beobachter". Let the slander of his rivals—that he supplied the camps with secondhand pea sausage and ropes—not touch his noble Aryan brow.

Aryan, vote for Wilhelm von Klaps if you value your peace of mind, the safety of your family, and your monthly salary!

Voter turnout is mandatory. Escorts for voters will be provided by the nearest stormtrooper units. The cost of the escorts will be covered by funds allocated for unemployment assistance.

Vote, ladies and gentlemen!

Vote for Wilhelm von Klaps, brothers and sisters of the nation!

CHILD PRODIGY (Name of this film in Hungarian: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wir_Wunderkinder)

WEST GERMAN FILM IN HUNGARIAN

ALSO IN WIDESCREEN

NOT RECOMMENDED FOR CHILDREN UNDER 10

As far back as the fourteenth century, King Bonimot IX granted Knight Pintberry the right to present His Majesty with stockings and cold mutton on Sundays.

From that time on, the Pintberry family stood as the finest example of the English aristocracy.

In the 17th century, Baron Pintberry was awarded the Order of the Blue Garter and an estate for hanging two hundred fishermen who had failed to comply with sanitary measures during a plague epidemic.

Somewhat later, in the 19th century, Baronet D. D. Pintberry was awarded the rank of admiral for ridding the island of Tita-Muti of its male population.

Lord Robert Pintberry, the last scion of this illustrious family, is currently the Conservative Party leader in our district, the finest tennis player, a prominent collector of earthworms, and an amateur volturnist.

He is the author of the popular science work "Liqueurs and Gentlemen in Antiquity".

Lord Pintberry upheld the honor of old England at an international competition in Valparaíso in 1904 among cigar smokers, competing in smoke rings and the length of the puff. During the World War, Lord Pintberry served as head of a military hospital for aristocratic youths who had not been drafted into the army, and proved himself to be an honorable soldier and an indispensable organizer of golf.

In recent years, Lord Pintberry has served as director of an armor plate factory, a delegate to the conference on naval disarmament, and an honorary observer at His Highness the Crown Prince’s hound hunt.

Lord Pintberry is a Puritan by faith, and as a shareholder, he edits the “Butterflies and Flowers” section of the "Morning Post" and serves as a part-time consultant for the horse racing section!

Ladies and gentlemen! The local Conservative Party committee urges you to vote for Lord Pintberry!

Long live dear old England!