So Vojislav Kostunica has finally been given the boot. Gotov je.
Out, finished, toast, loser, failure, dud, history, has-been, yesterday's man, etc.
After staking all on "Kosovo" and losing in epic style he is leaving the building, and although the end will be more Elton John than Elvis, who can grudge this Balkan cat-lover one last tantrum before exiting stage left?
I expect more of the same-same in his swan-song: delusional self-justifying negativism coupled with vague threats, false history and lashings of primitivism.
Fans of opera and pantomime are encouraged to predict his farewell speech lines in the comments section below. My odds-on favourite phrase begins 'Everything I have done, I have done for...." Fill in the blanks.
Although nothing's official with the elections, the coalition building an' all, that Kostunica is finished became clear today when the secret police cast their very public vote by arresting indicted war criminal Stojan Zupljanin.
For if Kostunica and his mates the Radicals were going to form the next government, you can be sure that those who listen to the mobile phone conversations of criminals and politicians alike would never have arrested a war crimes indictee days before a Radical dominated government takes power, given the stated Radical election pledge that if they were to form the next government, no more fugitives would be sent to the Hague.
So there's clearly been a Eurovision moment and the writing is on Dedinje's walls. War crimes arrests = "For a European Serbia" forming the next government, albeit with smellier partners such as Slobo's mob and Ugljanin's Party of Disreputable (Municipal) Administration (SDA).
This is something Kostunica and the Radicals, for all their badges, lies and bluster can no longer hide. Voja's impotence and powerlessness is there for all to see, and no amount of street protest, stone-throwing, embassy/restaurant burning or flag-waving will change that.
I for one, am really looking forward to hearing Kostunica, (still, just) Serbian Prime Minister comment on how the police, under his party's control, carried out an arrest in order to bring Serbia closer to the European Union via the Hague Tribunal.
Failing that, I would be happy if - together with the primitive, yet shiny tie brigade - Mladenovic, Ristojevic, Samarzdic, Simic et al - he put on a blonde wig and sang Don't cry for me Argentina.
Unfortunately, that's unlikely to happen, despite all the positive influences generated by Eurovision, expect Voja to use the last of his publicity oxygen to breathe "Kosovo" as the curtain falls.
Hit me, baby, one more time.