What happens over these few days is simply a winding up of tension. The event's being covered on Capital Radio, XFM, and I even overhear people talking about it. It's... making my skin crawl. I've already had original friends drop out of the event in disgust, because it is now "establishment", and not the outsider act .
The next page contains the press coverage of September 18th, when things really started getting insane. Let's enjoy this moment of comparative calm... with a song.
David Blaine, behind your window pane.
(refrain - David's Girlfriend sings)
chuck! Ah'm gaggin fer a fuck.
(in an office high above the city, David's manager drives around in a converted pile of treasure and hungrily scoffs a baguette stuffed with gold coins)
Ha ha ha! Ha ha ha!
David Blaine, I share your world of pain.
bored now. This will be continued.
September 16 ...