You start off very cold. Then you can watch the false hope as it gets comfortable, and then the slow realisation as it gets hotter and hotter. You could even take a leaf out of David Blaine's book and do it all in a transparent tank suspended over a bury city street. Find the right politician in need of the circuses part of "bread and circuses" and you probably could get your wish.
Biting the hand that feeds IT
