This is my melancholic respond to Austrian media election campaign hysteria. Today coming back from my courses, I saw three young drug-users in the secluded carriage of the tube. They unpacked small container with white staff and sniffed it one after the other- two girls and one young man- using smooth glossy cover of election leaflet as plate for happiness powder. As it always was, politicians make politics for themselves – to gain more power and its monetary equivalent; others are mostly passive and skeptical spectators of the show. And now Jörg haider is dead! I feel terrible thinking that I may be invested in bringing his catastrophic end in metaphisical sense, when I exposed this photo! But what is done is done.