Good evening, everyone, and here is the latest news from Athens: Good night. (Also, watch out for floating torch lamps. We've had reports they're heading west.)
A briefest of evening news. A very long commercial break.
(Note on the alarming autophagy of all things spectacular: the pre-broadcast video features a happy gathering of young people raising what look like flaming rocks to the dark sky. In a time of forthcoming civil war, it appears that if you can't beat them (i.e. anarchists), then "join" them. By "join", that is, we mean "make sure they are smiling, well-buffed yuppies with sexy hair and that they do not touch the things - those Ikea molotovs - that are burning as they rise upwards magically to touch nothing, like banks or cars. No, just to softly illuminate the night. You know, just like hope. Or something.")