"When I grow up, I want to be a nurse first and then a 'persona non dada.' We were born Dadaists and we will die Dadaists. The nanny of my childhood fantasy was fluffy and chubby, she made me my favorite cake with strawberries and blood and sang me the autumn sonata when I rested my little head on her pillow-like breasts. She taught me the simple method of the three hierarchies carried by the three witches with the gifts: time, art, and death. She taught me the transitional property of love that you don't keep for yourself, you share it and enjoy your loneliness."

Jimis Panousis, in the printed version of a long-winded radio diary (October 2009 - March 2012), closely follows the transformation of Greece into a colony, thanks to the tireless efforts of the offspring of the well-known political family depicted on the cover, who entertained us for endless hours.