Damn, they're good!

When I went to bed at around 2.30 this morning, Beijing was still cloaked in a putrid smog, and there was no sign of the (artificially induced) rain which had been promised to disperse it.   By the time I awoke for this morning's "festivities" at 8am, the visibility was limitless and the sky was that sort of eerily perfect blue you usually only see in paintings.   One cannot help but think that Satanic rites were involved somewhere...