Well now. Who would have thought we'd ever need a second page for these?!
Since MacPhisto has returned to the stage at long last on the 2018 Experience + Innocence Tour, I'll be transcribing all of his speeches once again, as well as providing any necessary context or bits of related trivia. There should be YouTube links and eventually MP3 downloads as well.
Keep an eye on this page, and indeed various other sections of the website, for updates over the coming months. (Note: I haven't yet watched any songs, to avoid spoiling too much before my own shows in October, so I apologise if my descriptions are incomplete or inaccurate until then.) As always, if you can help explain a reference or add something to a transcript, please get in touch!
If you're looking for information about the original ZooTV Tour, the page you want is here.
U2 rehearse a possible setlist for the Experience + Innocence Tour, complete with speech by a sleepy-sounding – and perhaps slightly drunken – MacPhisto. Topics covered include mass surveillance ("You're paying people to listen in on your conversations. How wonderful!"), Vladimir Putin ("Dear old Vladdy-Vlad, killing his enemies with all sorts of wonderful concoctions. Polonium up the bum!"), the USA ("I used to have to call the White House... now the White House calls me"), and the newly emboldened Ku Klux Klan ("They have a book that justifies pretty much all their bad behaviour – it's called the Bible!") The devil concludes his monologue with a message for the audience: "I'm inside all of you. That's my favourite place to be. It's good to laugh, isn't it? Just not at me!"
It seems the stars are aligning in mysterious ways: a quarter of a century after MacPhisto made his public debut in a raging thunderstorm, it's a stormy night in Tulsa and the devil is among us once again, this time beginning his first ever North American tour. (His only previous visit was in 2016, when he performed with The (RED) Pack on Jimmy Kimmel Live!) He initially appears as a comic strip character in the intermission video, set to a new remix of 'Hold Me Thrill Me Kiss Me Kill Me' with vocals by Gavin Friday. Bono then takes to the stage in a "showman" outfit including a top hat, a jacket with sparkly lapels, and MacPhisto-esque whiteface with painted eyebrows.
After performing Desire in a ZooTV style, Bono lists a few sins that are essential for a showman "in all his forms", then decides to take a look in the nearby "mirror" (actually a tablet computer that is filming him for the screens). Through the magic of augmented reality, this mirror is able to reveal the showman's true identity – it really is the old devil in one of his favourite disguises! The red horns are still in place, poking through the sides of his hat, but this animated avatar is far more grotesque and frightening in appearance than any previous incarnation. The sight of his alter-ego prompts Bono to remark "Oh, I haven't seen this guy in quite a while..."
"Oh!" exclaims a delightfully familiar voice, as MacPhisto admires his new reflection. "Age brings..." – more importantly than wisdom – "beauty!" The only "slight blemish" is an unsightly lesion on one side of his face; "Is there a dermatologist in the house?" He reviews the recent developments in the world with unconcealed glee: "The truth is dead, and the KKK are out on the streets of Charlottesville without their silly costumes! Ha ha – who'd have thought?!" His voice then takes on a quieter, more sinister tone. "Oh, Tulsa... when you don't believe that I exist, that's when I do my best work." As the menacing intro of 'Acrobat' starts up, heard in concert for the first time ever, there is no better character to recite its opening lines. "Don't believe what you hear. Don't believe what you see. If you just close your eyes, you can feel the enemy!" On that note, his nightmarish visage melts into the darkness with an evil cackle.
Welcome back, Mr MacPhisto. It's been far too long!
Tonight MacPhisto returns to St Louis, the site of his brief unscheduled appearance on the PopMart Tour. The AR filter behaves perfectly after some glitches on the previous night, resulting in a more confident and brilliantly chilling performance. He tells the crowd he's been "a busy little devil", but nevertheless he's been watching us all, as promised in his famous Sydney speech. And it's so much easier for him to keep an eye on us these days: "I told Stalin, all those years ago, people would be spying on themselves... with their telephones!" (No need to leave behind video cameras when almost everyone has a smartphone and is eager to document their whole life on social media.) His mirthful mood in Tulsa has been replaced by something altogether more creepy and threatening, and it's impossible not to feel shivers down one's spine as his speech reaches its dramatic conclusion.
"How the hell are you, California?" It's the 25th anniversary of MacPhisto's first ever appearance in front of fans at a dress rehearsal in Rotterdam, and he's spending his "birthday" at the first of four shows in the state. It's no surprise to learn that traffic jams are the Devil's handiwork, as he impishly remarks "I hear you're a little backed up on the 101. Who d'you think turned the 680 into the 280? Hello!" Expertly segueing into one of his regular topics, he declares that his "absolute favourite" highway is the information superhighway, since "I love information... on people". Vladimir Putin ("my old protégé") was today sworn in for a fourth term as Russian president after 18 years in power, and MacPhisto claims to have been present at the ceremony. "I remember telling him, back in his days in the KGB: 'Soon, people will actually spy on themselves!'"
"Ooh! Very revealing," says Bono as he takes his nightly gaze into the mirror. For anyone still puzzled as to the nature of his game, it's time for his alter-ego to formally introduce himself – and perhaps gain a bit of sympathy? The Devil's been making some updates to his theme song: "I was there in Charlottesville, when the KKK Sieg Heiled together! ...Made damn sure the President's hands were full with 'Stormy' weather." That gets the crowd laughing, and he chuckles wickedly along with them. "Pleased to meet you. Hope you guess my name," he continues, then clarifies after a pause: "My name's actually Mr MacPhisto, but sometimes I pretend to be Mick Jagger." He throws up his arms and struts a little, looking more like his old self than ever, and does it again even more theatrically as Acrobat begins.
Once upon a time in Basel, MacPhisto wanted a taxi to take him home to Vegas (though he didn't actually get round to ordering one). 25 years later, he finally makes it to his destination! There's no rest for the wicked, however; he's here for a pair of shows in his old stomping ground. "Age can bring a spot of bother, no?" he asks the audience. "Is there a dermatologist in the house? Tell them 'MacPhisto's on fire!' And so will everyone else, with the Iranians on hold to blow up the world." (In the past week, President Donald Trump has controversially announced the United States' withdrawal from the Iran nuclear deal, aimed at preventing the proliferation of nuclear weapons.)
This show takes place on the anniversary of MacPhisto's final night in Rotterdam, when he phoned Queen Beatrix and claimed responsibility for the Windsor Castle fire!
This evening finds MacPhisto at his most unhinged so far. He gives a repeat performance of his topical 'Sympathy For The Devil' parody, referencing the Charlottesville rally and Stormy Daniels scandal, then adds "Who could make this shit up?! Seriously!" His speech is punctuated with fits of evil laughter, becoming increasingly hysterical. At last he manages to regain his composure, and there's "just one thing" he wants the audience to know: "When you think I don't exist – when you don't believe in me – that's when I do my best work."
If you enjoyed this, be sure to check out Bono's Joker-esque introduction to a rehearsal of Hold Me Thrill Me Kiss Me Kill Me in August 2010!
Inglewood near LA becomes the third city to hear MacPhisto's pithy reworking of Sympathy For The Devil, which he laughs his way through, incredulously adding "I've so little to do these days!" His digital avatar has received an upgrade for this show, with more realistic detail on his hat, uneven teeth and inflamed gumlines.
The Zooropa concert in Lisbon took place 25 years ago today; MacPhisto tried to order a taxi and was disappointed when they hung up on him. Perhaps the city will treat him better when he returns there in four months' time?
On his second night in the City of Angels, MacPhisto seems to be getting the taste for show business once again. "I have always been with you, though it's nice when I get a chance to dress up," the devil tells us. "It feels like I'm making a comeback – d'you get that feeling?" And the once old-fashioned fellow is now embracing the new; he says we've made it all so much easier for him "with your telephones, and your zeroes and ones", and he likes the KKK going costume-free nowadays ("How very modern"). In fact, he thinks his old friend Putin needs to move with the times: "Get with it, Vladdy-Vlad! Polonium up the bum seems a little old-school!"
"Oh, it's you again," MacPhisto observes (a touch disdainfully) when Bono peers into the magic mirror. He goes on to deliver his now-familiar Sympathy For The Devil speech, again concluding "There's nothing for me to do!"
On this day in 1993, MacPhisto was in the Spanish city of Oviedo, trying in vain to get a comprehensible weather forecast. Please let me know if you can make out any of the recorded message in that phone call!
MacPhisto gives a shorter version of his Sympathy For The Devil speech tonight, omitting the chorus and subsequent reveal of his name.
It's the anniversary of another Spanish ZooTV show, when U2 were refused accommodation at the Ritz Hotel in Madrid, resulting in a phone call from MacPhisto asking to speak to the manager!
Referencing the Frank Sinatra song (as he did at both Glasgow shows in 1993), MacPhisto tells the audience "I have always been with you, Chicago. You're 'my kind of town'!" – before dissolving into laughter and sneering "Oh, God almighty, who writes this shit?!" He says he's having "a kind of comeback", and once again praises the "Interweb" for making his job so much easier: "I'm kind of... all over you, in your telephones. Don't you love those ones and zeroes?"
There's a welcome new addition to MacPhisto's outfit at this show – a splendid black ruffled shirt, similar to his old red one!
It appears that MacPhisto is finding Jagger & Richards' lyrics a little corny, as he can barely make it through his Sympathy For The Devil routine for cringe-laughing. He's still amused by people spying on themselves with their "telephones", too – "Myself and Comrade Putin had a real laugh about that!" His look on stage continues to evolve, with some ZooTV-style eyeshadow being worn this time.
It's now 25 years since the Nantes show and MacPhisto's conversation with a no-nonsense taxi operator, who refused to accept that his location was "everywhere"!
The Devil goes down to Georgia to play his last US show for a couple of weeks (but avoids any ill-judged bets). He sticks to introducing himself Stones-style, observing that there's "hardly anything" for him to do, and having a good laugh with Putin about our lack of data privacy. He cackles evilly and blows a kiss to the audience as Acrobat begins.
Having previously rehearsed in Quebec, MacPhisto returns to the province for his first ever Canadian shows. Away from the predominantly American audience, he takes the opportunity to really let rip on that country, delivering his rantiest rant since Condomgate in Cork. (It's also his sweariest speech to date, with one count of the S-word and two of the F-word – the latter used only once before.) In between roars of wicked laughter, he says he's having a comeback "especially south of the border", where "the American Dream has turned into an absolute nightmare!" He has a subtle dig at the President's infamous "tiny hands" and immaturity, and suggests that "The Americans have the same problem with guns as the Irish have with alcohol. Meaning... what problem?!" Finally he takes aim at the trade war sparked by Trump's controversial tariffs in the past week: "I mean, the G-string 7 was supposed to be sitting around talking about the 130 million girls who don't go to school 'cos they're girls – and now they're gonna be talking about steel and fucking maple syrup!" He speaks a little French at the end, as he did in Nantes and Paris (and in his Naked City video message).
MacPhisto unveils a new version of his Sympathy For The Devil speech with a whole new set of lyrics: "I was there when Comrade Putin flushed the euro down the loo. Get the people to spy on themselves with their telephones, and there's nothing much for me to do!" He even sings part of the chorus, which now includes an extra line: "Turning neighbours into enemies is the nature of my game." He also shows off his French accent again for the locals.
Tonight is the anniversary of the Stuttgart phone call, one of several attempts to contact Chancellor Helmut Kohl in the wake of a horrifying neo-Nazi firebomb attack. The German concerts undoubtedly showed us MacPhisto at his most ominous – until the EI Tour!
At his first of four shows in the state of New York, MacPhisto boasts about how well things are going, especially with his efforts to reignite the Cold War. ("What about that? Couldn't believe my luck!") He then expresses his affection for "dear old Donny", whom he isn't afraid to mock even on US soil: "High confidence, low self-esteem – wonderful combination! He's like a child showing you a picture he's drawn. 'Yes, Donald – that does look like an elephant!'" The crowd fall about laughing, but MacPhisto adds that he and his colleagues have their favourites on both sides of the aisle. Reprising a line from his phone call in Nantes, he proudly reminds us that "I'm everywhere. I'm everywhere..."
MacPhisto was in Bremen 25 years ago, hoping to visit Chancellor Kohl in person to help him sleep at night. And he wasn't put off by the taxi fare!
After some general thoughts about the current state of the world ("Lunatics on the LEFT, lunatics on the RIGHT!"), MacPhisto comments on yesterday's unlikely summit meeting between former enemies Donald Trump and Kim Jong-un. (A few months earlier, the North Korean leader had described Trump as "the mentally deranged US dotard" and been nicknamed "Little Rocket Man" in return, among other escalating threats and insults. They have now posed for photographs together and signed a joint statement committing to the denuclearisation of the Korean peninsula, though its vague wording left some observers skeptical.) Their playdate has got the old devil feeling all sentimental: "Oh, Donald... I almost choked up, seeing you out there with the rocket boy. Best of friends! You kids really do love your rockets, don't you? Children just don't like to give up their toys..."
There's another new verse to Sympathy For The Devil tonight, referring to local sporting heroes the Philadelphia Eagles, who were invited to a celebration at the White House after winning their first Super Bowl earlier this year. Many NFL players had taken to protesting police brutality and racism by refusing to stand for the national anthem – a practice vehemently criticised by President Trump – and several members of the team declined to attend the ceremony due to disagreement with his policies. Rather than accept a smaller delegation, Trump called off the visit entirely just hours before it was due to take place. MacPhisto naturally takes his side, shushing the crowd and snarling "I was there when your mighty Eagles got too big for their football boots!" The mention of their team gets a big cheer, and MacPhisto mischievously claims: "It was me that cancelled the invitation. People get so hung up on the truth!"
Tonight's show is filmed, perhaps for a future DVD release, and Sympathy For The Devil notably omits any topical references that might date too quickly. MacPhisto says it's so nice to be in the Capitol when everyone is fighting amongst themselves ("I love it, bravo!"), adding: "Now whatever happens, don't mention... the C-word." No, not that one – "Compromise! Excuse my French!" He loves "the extremities" and the demonisation of the opposite side; "Make it as personal as possible" is the devil's advice.
There has been widespread growing concern about the Trump administration's policy of separating children from their families when they are caught illegally crossing the Mexican border. Last week, US Attorney General Jeff Sessions was criticised for quoting the New Testament to support this practice, citing "the Apostle Paul and his clear and wise command in Romans 13, to obey the laws of the government because God has ordained them for the purpose of order". (It's been noted that the same verse was historically used to defend slavery.) The whole situation has delighted MacPhisto, of course: "I especially love people using the Bible to justify anything they WANT!"
Earlier today, Melania Trump caused a storm on social media by wearing a coat with the graffiti-style slogan "I really don't care, do u?" on the back while travelling to visit a child migrant detention centre in Texas. Whether intended as a "hidden message" or simply a thoughtless choice of outfit, there was bafflement as to how this error was allowed to occur... but once again, MacPhisto sheds light on the incident. In the latest rewrite of his Sympathy For The Devil verse, he confesses: "I spray-painted the First Lady's coat, but she still wore it anyway!"
MacPhisto celebrates us "warming up the Cold War in a microwave!", and observes that "lunatics from a whole other category" are now in positions of power. "Warehousing children!" he laughs, in reference to the recent shocking images of detained migrant youngsters taken from their parents and made to sleep in crowded wire-mesh pens. It's a real-life fairy tale in his eyes: "I do love the sound of that. Putting children in cages – very Hansel and Gretel, no?"
"The antisocial media" is MacPhisto's new name for people spying on themselves with their own telephones. He tells the crowd about his recent trip to Washington, DC ("I love it there – I just LOVE it!"), and once again cautions against using the C-word, which rather sticks in his throat: "C-- C-- Compromise!" He enjoys seeing people pushed "right to the edge", and really puts the demon into "demonisation".
The New York crowd are treated to MacPhisto's singing voice on Sympathy For The Devil, before he tells them: "I sometimes dress up as Mick Jagger, but it's a wonderful time to be ME!" He's in a particularly trollish mood tonight, describing the fun he has pitting the left and right against each other. "Liberals offended by everything – ooh, sensitive little snowflakes! Conservatives offended by... nothing. Except, perhaps, the idea of giving up their assault weapons – that would be awful!"
It's the 25th anniversary of the Paris show on the Zooropa Tour, when the devil tried to find out National Front leader Jean-Marie Le Pen's phone number so he could say thank you for letting him back into the country.
MacPhisto is still claiming to be responsible for spray-painting Melania's jacket ("I told her it was all the rage!"). He repeats his comments about the lunacy of storing children in cages, Hansel and Gretel style – "Oh, I do like the sound of that!"
With the Fourth of July celebrations approaching, our old English devil speaks fondly of "the colonies", wondering aloud "What's all this 'Independence Day'?" He's very fired up this evening, remarking on all the fuss about detentions at the Mexican border and using the immortal words of Vanilla Ice to cheerlead the agency responsible: "ICE ICE baby!" He suggests it's a classic case of misdirection: "Mmmm, it's all Three-Card Monte! You lookin' at the border? And in the meantime... Harley-Davidson are moving to Europe! I do love a good trade war, don't you?! Nothing like it to disunite our nations!" (The US motorcycle giant recently announced plans to move production overseas, to avoid EU tariffs retaliating against those imposed by Donald Trump.) Having also seen America quit the UN Human Rights Council in the past fortnight, MacPhisto declares that it's been "a great year".
Guests attending the show include his old friend Sir Salman Rushdie, but alas, there is to be no on-stage reunion!
"What a wonderful year it has been," MacPhisto reflects again as the North American leg of the tour draws to a close (and for his most devoted followers, it's hard to disagree with that sentiment). He still likes the idea of warehousing children – "That sounds kind of nice!" With one last warning for the "fancy, clever liberals" of Connecticut, he signs off for the summer.
25 years ago today, the devil spent his second night in Verona attempting to phone the Pope. He'll be back in Europe when the EI Tour resumes in a couple of months' time!
The European leg of the tour kicks off in Berlin, a city MacPhisto has memorably visited before. There have been a few changes to the setlist and presentation, with Desire replaced by Even Better Than The Real Thing, and Bono's "sins of the showman" preamble disappearing along with it. MacPhisto now appears in character from the start, singing the wonderfully appropriate 'The Hall Of Mirrors' by German electronic music pioneers Kraftwerk: "Even the greatest star finds themself in the looking glass..."
He's on superb form tonight, sounding much like his 1993 self – and that's not the only thing that feels very familiar. Five days ago, a fatal stabbing occurred in the east German city of Chemnitz, and news that the suspects were a Syrian and an Iraqi sparked violent protests by thousands of right-wing extremists with anti-immigration placards. Some gave illegal Nazi salutes, and there were reports of people "who did not look German" being chased and attacked. This growing xenophobia in Germany is once again the subject of MacPhisto's speech: "Look at you, Berlin! You don't know what you've got, do you? This city – so old, so new, so wonderful. And it's yours. It's not anyone else's. You don't have to share it with people you don't know." It's the F-word that's sticking in his throat this time. No, not that one... "f-- f-- f-- foreigners!" He says he's just back from America which is full of foreigners, but fortunately "The Donald is on top of the situation". Who will come to the Germans' rescue? Not Chancellor Merkel, who let in a record number of asylum seekers in 2015; MacPhisto sees more promise in the far-right party AfD ("Alternative for Democracy!") who won 94 seats in last year's general election, entering parliament for the first time. (One of their MPs, Markus Frohnmaier, responded to the Chemnitz riots by tweeting that it's now the citizens' duty to stop the deadly "knife migration", since the state can no longer protect them.)
While on the subject of initials, "Mine's an 'M' – MacPhisto, not McDonald's". He mentions that he was once a handsome devil; "Some say I still am." Count me as one of them!
MacPhisto makes a return visit to Cologne, three days after severe vocal problems caused the second Berlin show to be cut short and rescheduled. As ever, the devil has little respect or sympathy for his "old friend Bo-no", ironically applauding his brief performance and opining that his very best moments are "with the sound turned down". He notes that the singer was absent from a free concert held in Chemnitz last night, where an estimated 65,000 people protested against racism and neo-Nazi violence with the hashtag #WirSindMehr ("we are more" – a response to the far-right slogan Wir sind das Volk, "we are the people"). "Must have broken his little Irish heart, not to stand there with what's-his-name... Bambino," MacPhisto sneers. (The show was headlined by German punk band Die Toten Hosen, who supported U2 at all the German dates on the Zooropa Tour.) He is unimpressed by the event's message of tolerance: "Peace, love and understanding – very funny! I've never been so bored. MacPhisto likes a good rumble! Politics with some muscle thrown in – some tattoos, some burning crosses. That's more like it!"
There are many who would prefer Bono to "shut up and sing", and it seems MacPhisto agrees with them. "So, my chum Bo-no gets his voice back – wunderbar! And what is he doing with it? Singing? No... he's giving speeches about Europe! But mostly about himself. Yawn!" He recommends that Germany listens to 'The Donald' instead – "There's a man who knows how to put his country first." The crowd are unconvinced, whistling loudly at each mention of the President's name, but the devil insists they can trust his advice. Not for the first time, he presents himself as the ideal candidate: "I'm your man – MacPhisto! MacPhisto for Europe! Put ME on the ticket!"
MacPhisto returns to Paris on a particularly busy day for the city. Thousands of 'Rise For Climate' rallies have been held across the globe today, calling for an end to the use of fossil fuels, and the largest event in Europe took place here in Paris with the hashtag #MarchePourLeClimat. "You must be exhausted after all that protesting," MacPhisto remarks. "Thousands and thousands of you, spoiling a perfectly wonderful walk, waving your banners about." Unsurprisingly, he is bored by all the fuss about climate change, dismissing it as "the greatest piece of fake news ever". Besides, he likes hot weather. "I mean, Bangladesh might be about to fall into the sea... but the sun was shining on my terrace today at The Peninsula, and I thought: FUCK climate change!"
Our favourite devil says he's been in Sweden for today's general election, where the nationalist anti-immigration party Sweden Democrats are predicted to make gains. MacPhisto previously believed the Swedes to be "boring", but observes that they're "beginning to discover their Aryan potential". The country has long had a generous approach to asylum, but SD leader Jimmie Åkesson claims that the high number of migrants is driving up crime and putting the welfare system at risk. His party, which has its roots in neo-Nazism, has been described as racist and accused of extremism despite efforts to rebrand itself. "I like him!" declares MacPhisto. "I love elections, I love balloons... I love parties that get out of hand." In France, the right-wing National Rally – formerly known as the National Front – has been trying to soften its own image since Marine Le Pen took over as leader (replacing her father Jean-Marie Le Pen, whom MacPhisto attempted to contact in Strasbourg and Paris on the ZooTV Tour). Marine made it through to the second round of last year's presidential election, but was beaten in the run-off by Emmanuel Macron. "France, you disappointed my favourite," MacPhisto chides. "I'm like the father she never had. And now she's had to change the name of her party, so people don't know that they don't like Jews or blacks. I told her, you can hide in plain sight!"
MacPhisto takes aim once again at his "favourite little cabbage", Bono, and how he's been spending his time while in Paris. "The Eiffel Tower? Oh, no. The Mona Lisa? No. The pompous little prick went to the Élysée Palace to see the second most important man in France, Monsieur le Président!" The singer met with Emmanuel Macron on Monday evening to discuss development aid and the partnership between Europe and Africa – and MacPhisto does not approve. "Love thy neighbour(!) I can't stand it – makes me want to fucking retch," he growls. "Like it's a command, and not some optional advice. Well, let me set you right, Bo-no. We may be neighbours, but we're not going to share our garden. It's quiet, and tidy, and that is the way we like it. Wave across the wall, Africa!"
It's MacPhisto's final night in France, and time to bid the Parisians a sad farewell (in French, naturellement). The devil says his melancholy is tempered, however, "by the knowledge that my people are arriving all over Europe". As always, they go by different names: "In Sweden, they call themselves democrats. In France, they keep changing their names. In Italy, they have too many names. In Poland, they have names even I can't pronounce. But they all have one face... and it's mine."
Upon his return to Lisbon, MacPhisto is disappointed to find "Not a fascist in sight" – he loves them! "Oh, you don't?" he asks in surprise as the crowd boo and whistle. "You love ridiculous ideas like... Europe? Oh. I mean, what's the point in speaking different languages if you insist on understanding each other?" He boasts again that his people are "everywhere" on the continent, adding that "in Hungary, they're just... hungry for me!" (The country's right-wing government led by Viktor Orbán has faced criticism for its hardline stance against immigration, even making it a criminal offence for lawyers and activists to help asylum seekers. It has also been accused of attacks on the media, minorities and the rule of law, with the European Parliament last week voting to pursue disciplinary action over breaches of the EU's core values.)
MacPhisto complains about a "funny smell", before realising what it is: "Democrats! The place just stinks of democracy. Fucking Portugal!" He doesn't think much of their parliament, preferring the good old days "when one person used to take all the decisions" – namely his authoritarian friend Salazar. "Minister for the Navy, Minister for Finance, Minister for Agriculture, all at the same time! Now, if you're in the mood for another Minister of Everything, here's some breaking news. MacPhisto for Europe! That's the ticket – MacPhisto for Europe!"
A video clip of this speech later appears on U2's Instagram and Twitter accounts, captioned: "MacPhisto channels his inner dictator and launches a bombshell. He's going to run in the Elections for the European parliament! Watch this space!!"
This city provided one of MacPhisto's original influences, and it's also where he first hinted at his political ambitions during the Zooropa Tour. He didn't speak Spanish back then, but seems to have learnt the language in the past 25 years! The devil mentions that Bono went to see the Pope in Vatican City yesterday afternoon: "To kneel before him, I assume! I didn't kneel, when I lived in that place – back when the Borgias were my very best friends. Rodrigo, Cesare, Lucrezia... such fun!" (His own visit must have been quite the trip down memory lane...) But now he has new friends like Viktor, Jimmie and Marine, and a new game called Zooropa, which he intends to win. "Vote MacPhisto for Europe – or to hell with you!"
There's an unexpected ZooTV reference tonight, with the intro of Vertigo featuring the snippet "Uh-huh, a-ha / Uh-huh, a-ha / Daddy's gonna pay for your crashed car"!
MacPhisto detects the foul stench of democracy again. "Oh, Spain... I thought you'd be over that by now," he sighs. "It's been 39 years, 10 months and 15 days. You do know you're on the wrong side of history, my little madrileños?" He's all in favour of people power – that is, power to HIS people, such as "lovely man" Viktor Orbán and "that brilliant mind in Poland". As for everyone else, "You have the power... to do what you're fucking told! Vote MacPhisto – I'm your strong man for Europe!"
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