There's Bono, in the spotlight. He signals for silence. The crowd obeys.
Then he starts clicking his fingers, once every second, echoing over the silent faces.
*click*
*click*
Then he starts to speak in a low, solemn, Irish drawl.
*click*
“Every time I click my fingers…”
*click*
“A child dies in Africa.”
*click*
A lone, clear voice soars out from the crowd…
*click*
“WELL, STOP CLICKING YOUR SODDING FINGERS!”