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Citizenship Constitutional Development Politics

The Hunter outside the Palace

When we decided to change the logo of SDM (the Christian Democrat Student organisation) in the mid-1990s we had decided to include a motto within a design that was meant to portray citizen participation and inclusion. The slogan, taken from Caldera’s tome describing the Christian Democrat principles translated as such “the ideal democratic palace is made up of the whole people”. We were very much into the notion of participatory democracy at the time and it was an interesting formative period of my  life.

One crucial question I have been asking myself recently, particularly after the discussions at the Vilnius closing conference of the European Year of Citizens, is “how far do citizens really want to participate”? Is not an ideal democracy one where citizens are duly represented and where such representatives go about with the business of managing the demos as entrusted unto them? Should a citizen be “active” on a daily basis or should his interventions be limited to the two instances of (1) electing those to be entrusted with the res publica and (2) intervening in moments of crises (taking to the streets)/extraordinary intervention by referendum.

The referendum – a method of public consultation is by now a familiar concept in Maltese politics. European Union membership and divorce have served to speed up the learning curve in this field and we know have a petition for a new referendum this time in the hope of abolishing Spring Hunting for good. It would seem that the representatives of our hunting community are suddenly alarmed that this petition for a referendum might be successful and they have kicked off a counter move – this time the move is a petition by the hunters to amend the very act that gives rise to Referenda. In the hunters’ opinion, such an act should never be used to stifle minorities.

It would seem therefore that the learning curve has hit a huge obstacle. The hunters’ move betrays a lack of understanding of the basic tenets of democratic action and participation. An act such as the referendum act is written in such a way so as to ensure that it does not become a tool for minorities to be ‘stifled’. Given the size of our population, it is already a gargantuan task to obtain a number of signatures that is sufficient to get a referendum going. Then, once the referendum does take place, one should also remember that it requires a majority vote – very much like a national election where similar issues are (supposedly) put on the plate in the form of electoral manifestos. That is why this blog (and a few others) have often insisted for more clarity from political parties during election time as to their commitments for their period in government.

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That is also why the vague propositions found in manifestos are often more of an affront to representative democracy than the very clear aims of a referendum proposition. One should also not forget that a law that is a direct result of a referendum could also be challenged in the courts of law – especially if a citizen could claim that his fundamental rights are being infringed. I seriously doubt that a hunter’s right to shoot at will in Spring  time falls within the ambit of the fundamental rights of humankind and I only mention this check in order to paint a clear picture that goes beyond the PR-oriented assessment of rule of law and politics that is very much encouraged by our political classes today.

As it stands, the hunters are firmly entrenched outside the palace. They are not alone. Our political class have diluted all forms of accountability that would normally allow a democratic system based on rule of law, separation of powers, and checks and balances to work. When you have a government that first enacts a law, then rethinks it, then admits it was wrong, then admits it failed to consult stakeholders, then also remembers that there was no mention of this law in its political manifesto – and all the while such a government acts as though this was the most natural way of things and actually tries to get brownie points from its whole u-turn by claiming that it is “listening”… well then, something is rotten in Malta’s democratic palace.

“We are accounted poor citizens, the patricians good.
What authority surfeits on would relieve us: if they
would yield us but the superfluity, while it were
wholesome, we might guess they relieved us humanely;
but they think we are too dear: the leanness that
afflicts us, the object of our misery, is as an
inventory to particularise their abundance; our
sufferance is a gain to them Let us revenge this with
our pikes, ere we become rakes: for the gods know I
speak this in hunger for bread, not in thirst for revenge.”

(from Coriolanus, William Shakespeare).

 

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Arts

Monumental Aesthetics

There is a symbolical effervescence that pervades anyone with the right frame of mind as he walks around great cities such as Rome or Washington D.C. The former is richly endowed with a magnificent scattering of monuments built to last centuries and that eagerly proclaim the magnificence of a proud republic and empire. The latter with its purposely structured fora displaying the symbolic pride of the a government by the people for the people as ordained and designed by the freemasons that built America.

That’s it really. Monuments – from the poignant obelix to the triumphant arch to the sombre cenotaph – are repositories of meaning and dignity. When it comes to persons and personalities the statue that adorns the monument has at least a twofold raison d’etre – more often than not the effigy is intended to be a true likeness of the person in question (history has of course given us myriad Berlusconi’s and Sarkozy’s who have had their effigies adulterated to better please their conception of themselves). The second reason of the existence of the effigy is the importance of the person whose likeness is being transferred to stone.

The hermeneutics of statues as monuments are fascinating to say the least. Even the poise of a horse – in the case of a cavalier statue – can transmit meaning. Controversies might abound as to the choice of one poise against another – as well as to the nature of the likeness that is ultimately chosen. Statues are supposed to “carry” the dignity of the person being portrayed and one glance at the person portrayed as frozen for eternity must be able to give the onlooker a sense of gravitas. This here, is what the person in stone was all about.

I have two statues in Malta to heart for different reasons. The first is that of Paul Boffa standing facing the Auberge de Castille in Valletta. Barely a toddler I used to be walked past this statue daily on the way to a shop that my mum used to run close by. That corner of Valletta got imprinted in my head, together with the oldest church in the city, the very British lamps and the little pieces of greenery on the roundabouts. As I grew up that idea of Boffa as a politician who deserved a respectful place in our history remained – even when as a student I camped right under his outstretched arm in protest against a labour government’s failure to listen to the people.

Paul Boffa
Paul Boffa

The second statue is that of Gozitan poet Gorg Pisani. The statue stands at a corner of the Victoria Bus Terminus (Putirjal as the Gozitans would call it) and just opposite the old house where as a youngster I would walk past an already frail George Pisani sitting on his parapet and nodding at passers by. For some reason the statue standing a few metres away from where his chair stood meant in my mind that Pisani was “preserved” for ever. The old frail likeness was kept for the statue and is a respectful reminder of one of Gozo’s famous sons.

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Which brings me to the proposed set of monuments that will supposedly portray (former PM) Dom Mintoff, (former President) Censu Tabone and (former President) Guido De Marco. The picture that has been accompanying these plans swiftly turned into an obligatory set of memes – one of which saw Mintoff’s likeness twerking unceremoniously against Tabone’s likeness. To interpret any sense of disrespect to these great figures of Maltese (and Gozitan) history would be wrong. The memes target the shabbiness of the plans rather than the persons themselves. Rightly so, I would add in a very subjective tone.

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There should be a sense of gravitas about the selection of statues that are to serve as monuments to the collective memory. I would go further and state that public spaces should not be made available so easily the moment some foundation or other decides that it wants to commemorate its particular star. In a way we lack the more orderly organisation of the French for example who have a committee of architects and specialists who oversee the development of public spaces. That way not every Tom, Dick and Harry (or overzealous family member) who decides that a statue of his idol should be foisted on the general public can go about planting these in any place.

Back to the current three. Without making too much of a fuss about it, it is in any case important to set some standards. Statues last a bit longer than the ribbons that are used to inaugurate them. In Malta we have many an outrageous example of botched monuments – two that come to mind are the Freedom Day mass of stones and cacti and the Monument to the Labourer in Msida. More recently experiments such as the Love monument in Spinola have also attracted their fair share of derisory comments.

In brief, what I think we need to be aware of is that our choice of statues and symbols is a reflection of the society we live in and want to live in. A bit more thought, away from the gas and heat exchanges would be more than welcome.

“Not marble nor the gilded monuments
Of princes, shall outlive this powerful rhyme,
But you shall shine more bright in these contents
Than unswept stone, besmeared with sluttish time.
When wasteful war shall statues overturn
And broils roots out the work of masonry,
Nor mars his sword nor war’s quick fire shall burn
The living record of your memory.
‘Gainst death and all-oblivious enmity
Shall you pace forth; your praise shall still find room
Even in the eyes of all posterity
That wear this world out to the ending doom.
So, till judgement that yourself arise,
You in this, and dwell in lovers eyes.”

– William Shakespeare

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Citizenship

Vitrines

My last visit to Vilnius was in 2002. I tend to remember the date of that visit mainly because of the inbuilt “football clock” – there was the Korea & Japan World Cup at the time. That last visit was also for a conference. I was a junior lawyer on the Maltese government’s team negotiating the accession chapters and this was a trip that would discuss competition.

I remember very little of Vilnius itself though since we spent most of the time closed up in the halls and the few times we gave the conference the slip it was to watch such important matches as Italy v. South Korea. I do remember remarking that the young country had not yet been fully impacted by the onslaught of capitalism since its liberation in 1990.

Walking up Gediminas Avenue in 2013 it feels like much more than 10 years have passed. The main road boasts a little of all the familiar names that are ubiquitous in the main cosmopolitan areas of the continent. My eyes shifted to the streets though (it’s actually impossible to keep your eyes off them anyway) and to the elegant passerelle of Lithuanians moving along the avenue.

Niall Ferguson cites consumption as one of the “killer apps” that allowed the West to dominate the rest. Attire and dress played an important part since the industrial revolution insofar as this killer app is concerned. I could not help but reflect on the fact that, along with the shop windows, you had the obvious consequence that a whole nation would dress smartly. Affluence begets affluence so to speak.

A dog’s life does not include these perks (Gediminos Avenue Vilnius)

The pan-European imprint of the shop window must say something about us, about the European citizen. This is after all the continent that perfected mercantile practices – across the seas, along the canals and on its main thoroughfares. Do our vitrines, our shop-windows, and their changing face say something about us?

I stopped in Vienna on my way back to Luxembourg and having a long stop-over I caught a quick city train into the city. I was blown away by the huge number of Christmas shoppers that jam packed the magnificently lit thoroughfares. I did not venture much beyond St. Stephensplatz but the opulence of the Graben area with its deluxe trade names, its chocolates and sweets, its fur clad ladies marching irritable and irritating poodles … well they spoke to me immediately in the language of a society that was a step or two ahead in the affluenza tables.

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Around Stephanplatz

Our Malls, our High-Streets, our “fashion” establishments. Do they impose an implicit harmonisation? Even before looking at this phenomenon from a global perspective, is there some conclusion that can be drawn from the European Vitrines? Do our windows have an effect on citizenship?

The window is after all often to be found at the forefront of political events. The angry citizen may vent his rage and frustration on the very shop window that would have contained his wishes just before the particular storm began to brew. Cities that expect riots (remember the G8 series?) will barricade their shop fronts and turn off the light of consumerism until the rage is over. England was once famously described as “a nation of shopkeepers”. Also, we are all too familiar with the lamentations of small shops and shopkeepers as behemoths elbow them out of the high street.

The social reaction to the evolution of shops (and their shop windows) can also probably be gauged as a sign of times. The interaction is (and will) remain mutual. As the shop and its window mutates so will the citizens and their lifestyles.

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Crowds throng to the shops in Viennese Christmas shopping spirit
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Conferences

Lietuva

All set for the second day at the Closing Conference of the European Year of the Citizens. It’s been a rollercoaster of two days between catching up with what went on in a year of formal and surgical interventions by the powers that be into trying to provoke a demos into life and on the other hand understanding how much this fair Baltic country has changed since my last visit in 2002.

Expect a series of posts over the next few days documenting the social (I’m here as a blogger – because, you know, it’s not all about Alexa) and the political. I’m also hoping that my efforts at keeping up with the neighbours (and their alcoholic consumption) do not cloud my thinking too much.

Right. For now it’s listening time… and we kick off with Mme Viviane Reding. You really can never run away from Luxembourg and the Luxembourgers… they’re as ubiquitous as the Maltese in the London sales.

The owner of one of the best brewer pubs in Vilnius (and a moustache)
The owner of one of the best brewer pubs in Vilnius (and a moustache)

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Mediawatch

Wiggins and recognition

The whole Gaia affair has been swept away as quickly as befits the fickle news items of this land. The Queen handed out some honours today and (Sir) Bradley Wiggins was one of the persons on the honours list. Wiggins was a champion cyclist – seven times Olympic medallist – and was no surprise addition to an honours list that included many Olympic champions from the London games. Below you will find an interview he gave Channel 4 and it will give you an idea of how this kind of honour is normally treated with respect and pride. I had heard Wiggins speak to Sky News earlier today and I was struck by a particular phrase of his when he said that he felt “humbled” and “inferior” to some other recipients. Although Wiggins rightly accepted that his sporting feats merited this kind of recognition he did state that he did not feel that he was up to the standard of some other recipients – particularly soldiers who had fought bravely in battles in Afghanistan.

The discussion on honours and why they are dished out may rage on but Wiggins’ reflections and comments might provide some food for thought.

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Values

It-tiftixa tal-klassi mitlufa mill-fond ta’ pultruni sħan

Dan l-aħħar dan il-blog ġie akkużat li kien “klassist” u “elitist”. Ġie appik dak il-kumment għax kont diġa fi proċess ta’ thewdin u ħsieb dwar dan il-kunċett ta’ klassi. Fuq diskursata li kienet għaddejja fuq Facebook kont tfajt (iktar bi provokazzjoni milli b’konvinzjoni) li l-“klassi” hija mejta. Mhux għax nemmen li l-idea, il-kunċett astratt ta’ klassi, ma jeżistix imma (forsi) għax il-klassi fid-dinja postmoderna ma għadhiex daqshekk tanġibbli.

Ifhem, ġo moħħna meta nitkellmu bejnietna kullħadd għandu idea ta’ klassi / anki sens ta’ appartenenza għal klassi jew oħra. Hemm ukoll diversi klassi li jiġu definiti b’sens xjentifiku denju ta’ Linnaeus skond il-bżonn ta’ min qed jagħmel studju. Ngħidu aħna klassijiet demografiċi jew ekonomiċi. M’aħniex nieqsa minn tip ta’ “ikklassar” amatorjali illi trid jew ma tridx jaf jolqot fil-laħam il-ħaj minħabba raġunijiet storiko-soċjali.

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Ara per eżempju l-orġja ta’ sindikajr u garzellar illi isir fuq id-delinjazzjoni ħamallu-pepe li jxejjen il-linji Maginot ta’ l-ewwel gwerra dinjija.

Iżda fit-tiftixa tal-vera klassi li għandi f’moħħi kelli sensiela ta’ kriterji li xtaqt nitfa’ hekk fuq il-mejda sabiex forsi jintagħrblu mill-qarrejja.

1. L-għarfien li inti tagħmel parti minn klassi

Inqisha importanti din. Ejja nimmaġinaw li inħalltu il-kriterji ekonomiċi u dawk soċjali sabiex xufier tal-linja kolt u b’valuri konservativi u figlio di papa li jgħix ħajja ixxellerata u jiġi jaqa u jqum mill-proxxmu ma humiex faċilment garzellati. Ejja ukoll nagħmlu kriterju fejn biex wieħed jista’ jitqiegħed ġo klassi, tkun xi tkun, irid ikun (a) konxju ta’ l-eżistenza ta’ din il-klassi, (b) jaċċetta li jifforma parti minnha. F’dak il-każ kemm il-klassi ikun hawn? It-tikketti faċli jirrumblaw minn fuq ilsienna, imma jeħlu?

In-nouveau riches, il-familji landowners tal-giro del secolo fine ottocento, il-ħaddiema, it-tfal tal-ħaddiema emanċipati, il-professjonisti? Nistgħu niġbru ċetu soċjali ta’ familji illi trawwmu u draw is-sistema Mintoffjana li tiddependi fuq il-handouts? (fenomenu li żgur mhux limitat għal Malta – ara India u anki f’ċerti oqsma il-Lussemburgu). Għaldaqshekk ieħor xi ngħidu għal network ta’ familji nel giro nazzionalista illi bejn papa, ziju, u tribu elettorali ħolqu ċirku vizzjuz illi minn barra jidher ta’ “ħbieb tal-ħbieb”? Dawn iż-żewġ gruppi ta’ l-aħħar forsi ma jużawx l-istess termini biex jiddeskrivu lilhom infushom imma żgur li (a) jagħrfu li maqtugħin mill-istess pezza u (b) ikunu anki kburin li jiffurmaw parti minn dak il-grupp.

Din il-bloggata tieqaf hawn b’dan l-ewwel kriterju-provokazzjoni. Għad hemm ħafna x’nistaqsi u titkompla fi bloggati li jmiss.