The outcome of this Hellenic crisis will probably stroll along, another five years and fifty summits later, sauntering with a glass of Ouzo in one hand and a kebab in the other. But whatever this outcome, Tsipras will be written into history, as either a political genius or an insolent and hot-headed fool. But even come the worst, at least the Captain can say he went down with his ship, hot head held high.
The book is not just about Farage and Ukip, but also about a journalist in a world he had always wanted be in, but not sure what to do once he got there. I hope pro and anti-Ukippers read the book. I think both groups will have their views challenged in some chapters and affirmed in others.
Much of the political talk this past week has been of UKIP's ineptitude. The resignation that never was has now been followed by the sacking that never was, with Suzanne Evans unceremoniously dumped and inelegantly reinstated as a party spokesperson for the European separatists in the space of mere hours.
The new research suggests that some of the most prominent advocates in both the 'pro' and 'anti' camps in the EU debate may be harming their own cause. Neither Europhile Tony Blair nor Eurosceptic Nigel Farage is trusted by voters when they talk about Britain's EU membership.
The 'out' campaign needs to appear positive, confident and forward-thinking if it is going to be victorious in the referendum. Unfortunately for Nigel Farage, those are no longer words with which he is associated.
Like everyone else who doesn't have a high wall to hide behind when the country's poorest eventually resort to sexually violent cannibalistic rioting, I was quite disappointed by the 2015 General Elections.
Politics, human rights, popular culture: in all these aspects of life in the UK, we seem to be at odds with our relationship with our continental friends.
These plans do nothing but illustrate the government's lack of compassion, lack of perspective and ultimately their lack of will to genuinely address the economic anxieties of the people of Britain... This is a victory only for ignorance - a victory of rhetoric over logic, of posturing over compassion. It is a victory for those who seek to demonise immigrants, who seek to pull up Britain's drawbridge and banish diversity from our society.
I agreed that having spent the previous few months spent photographing migrants in Calais I was an unlikely candidate to be asking to document the UK Independence Party and their leader Nigel Farage's 2015 election campaign, but it felt important to me to try and understand their point of view. One way or another they said yes. We all regretted it pretty quickly, but by then my limpet-like qualities had started to exert themselves; I might very well drown on the way but I was clinging on until 8 May.
Was our victory any more radical than that of the Tories? Was our campaign any more bizarre than that of UKIP? Is our religion any less reasonable than the blind worship of England - that wounded Leviathan made of real ale, fake history and potato-faced aggression?
The dilemma the party faces is having a completely autocratic, charismatic and flamboyant leader who is loved at conference but is not popular with the electorate. In any other party a leader who has been personally rejected by the electorate seven times would be unthinkable, absurd perhaps. For some years Ukip have been denying it is a one-man band and the leader does not enjoy cult status. Yet in the last few weeks that is exactly the message it has sent out.
Carswell should be interim party leader and call for a vote on who the permanent head should be. If Farage wants to be considered, fine. But as things stand now, the party is being lead by a lame duck... a man who lost but refuses to leave, staying on not by popular demand but buy request of some of his lieutenants.
Miliband and Clegg are exemplars now of power and leadership. And they remain, faults and all, warts and all, a better bet for their respective parties than anything else on offer. Build on your mistakes; it is what we all do. And let us end this ceaseless chasing after the new face when we have yet to learn from the current face.
As I listened to David Miliband dissect his brother's failures on the news in a eulogy written to offend the faithful, I found myself squawking, 'he's not dead David, he's only in Ibiza!' But politically dead Ed is; the headstone he commissioned foretold it.
And so the elections have come and gone. The wooing game referred to in my previous article, has now progressed to full-time dating. The lady has go...
So this is it. We're on the eve of the most important general election in a generation. An election that will decide whether we stick with the two legacy parties that have failed us time and time again or try a fresh approach to politics with Ukip. So I'm writing to give you 10 reasons to vote Ukip and give a new politics a chance.