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Campaign 2013

That inexistent opposition

Anglu Farrugia’s smile should haunt Labour diehards for years to come. I say should because I am convinced that they are probably in the throes of jubilation and singing his praises at how his performance far outshone that of Simon Busuttil. Unfortunately it is only those blinded by the wrong kind of passion for politics who will have seen anything of value in Labour’s bumbling deputy leader. His performance was catastrophic and whoever coached him must have been tearing out his or her hair from the first minute.

It has nothing to do with Simon Busuttil and whatever performance he put on. As I said in yesterday’s post, Anglu Farrugia would be capable of losing a debate with himself. He is completely at loss in 99% of the subjects brought up and it is evident that he can only sound convincing to ‘kerchief waving constituents gathered at a coffee morning. How many more times must he be forced to face the agony of prime time television only to squirm and faffle the moment anything technical or specific is brought up.

The Living Wage? More like living hell. The moment Anglu attempts to describe the economic reality of the living wage and what it is about he makes it sound like a cross between viagra and self-raising flour. He had absolutely nothing to go on – and were it not for the PN bungle with regards to taxing the minimum wage I have a strong suspicion that Labour candidates would have absolutely no other example of taxes that would be changed to alleviate what they call the burdens on the less wealthy.

Which is where I have to speak about the man who sat on the sofa and who had approximately a quarter of an hour to have his say compared to the interminable 45 minutes in which Anglu Farrugia gave us his little bit of circus. Carmel Cacopardo’s interventions were not only incisive and clear but they were relevant. No theatrics, no faux rhetoric or time wasted on personal arguments – straight to the point. Cacopardo spoke of policy. He had questions, he had criticisms and above all he had solutions.

It is such a pity that Carmel Cacopardo and his party will once again be a victim of the winner-takes-all politics that is so useful to the PLPN. You’ll see how on the eve of the election Simon’s nationalist party will be busy unearthing the ghost of Franco and instability in order to scare votes away from electing the third party. It will be too late then to explain that this third party has concrete ideas and would stick to a coalition on terms of principle not for the sake of power. A coalition government would be the stuff that dreams are made of – with a serious AD keeping the arrogant arms of PN in check.

What would be more realistic in a world where voters vote with their minds and not with their hearts would be AD winning over the cape of opposition party from a Labour party that is devoid of ideas and that has become a veritable farce of a party – all slogans and no substance. In a real world the 62,000 persons living below the poverty line would be voting AD into parliament and making sure that they get a strong say in the opposition. In a real world that is…

but this is the world of Anglu Farrugia, the Where’s Everybody aquarium and endless spin that will do its utmost to make a very serious party as AD seem as irrelevant as Franco Debono.

In un paese pieno di coglioni ci mancano le palle.

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Campaign 2013

Il franco tiratore

Oh what a night that was. Xarabank’s editors invited Simon Busuttil and Anglu Farrugia for what was meant to be the battle of deputy leaders only to find that in the last moment the Labour party had opted to send Franco Debono to face up to the nationalist party’s champion. Improvisation is never a spin-master’s forte and the night threatened to spin out of control quite quickly – and so it did. The facts of the story are known to all so it is useless repeating all the steps of this marvellous pre-festive pantomime though there is more than one tasty morsel for us to chew upon.

Labour

It was their moment. They sprung the surprise on an unwitting Where’s Everybody. I’d love to watch the harassing of JP Vassallo by that One TV hack over and over. Bereft of script and prompting WE’s JP cut a poor figure and you could observe him turning a whiter shade of pale with every question. The lady in question (who had earlier been told to find some manners by Simon Busuttil) could have asked him anything – I doubt he was listening in the end. You could sense JP wishing the earth to open up and whisk him away to some programme where he could read the list of the days’ sponsors calmly and lucratively as he knows best.

There is no doubt that the element of surprise went Labour’s way. For a few minutes they had the upper hand. Had they just left it at that and opted to let the headless cast and PBS to solve the impasse with the postponement they would probably have carried the night (for what it is worth but more about that later). Peppi Azzopardi would lend a helping hand to foment further suspicions later on. Still smarting from Franco’s suggestions about further coaching and mediation services for the nationalist party he turned up on TVM with a paleRuth Amaira (not embarrassment but excess make up in this case) and proceeded to morph into a stepney for the main PN arguments of the night. His culmination point? “Ma riduhx jigi lill-Anglu Farrugia”. Really Peppi? Is it up to you to say?

Labour though couldn’t resist putting up a show on ONE TV and that is when it all started to go horribly wrong. The less people like Kurt Farrugia and Anglu Farrugia speak the better. Anglu Farrugia made a brief appearance and managed to fail to express himself clearly and got his words in a twist. It is hard to imagine this man debating with himself (a debate he’d probably lose), let alone pulling anything off with the astute and experienced Simon Busuttil. His fleeting statement was a disgrace. Had he sat there and told his interviewer (the one dressed as an elf in red tie) that the Labour party simply wanted to cock a snook at WE and their programmes he would have pulled something off. Instead he claimed that their “mishap” was inspired by democracy because they genuinely wanted to give Franco Debono a chance to speak. Bollocks.

Anglu managed to turn a sly move into a farce in the space of thirty seconds. All it would take was Kurt Farrugia turning up the heat (or so he thought) dwelling and mulling on how “Simon beza’ minn Franco” and then proceeded to basically state in no unclear terms that Labour expects to dictate the time, place and compère of the next debate. Smooth Kurt. Smooth indeed. Shooting oneself in the foot does not even begin to explain the effect of Kurt’s statements. When assessing the aftermath of their evening dramatics Labour might be disappointed to find out that while diehards will easily fall for the lie that Simon shied away from the debate and while many a voter would have been happy observing the WE team squirming in uncustomary discomfort, their follow up antics will have set all the alarm bells ringing among the voters that really count. We are probably not even talking of a pyrrhic victory.

The Nationalists

Well. You have to look at the nationalists tonight through Franco’s eyes. It is inevitable. All through the antics of the rebel MP before the paparazzi there were two words ringing in every viewer’s mind: History & Irrelevant. Well there was history and irrelevance managing to upstage a prime time programme on the national TV station and getting enough embarrassing coverage and insinuations to feed the disgruntled one more time. This was Franco post-JudiciaryGate – we all knew he was burning to remind us of his proposals for reform and how the PN ignored them (they included a reform of the appointment methods of the judiciary). As he yelled at the closed room where Frank Psaila and Simon Busuttil were cooped up he let loose some new revelations regarding Peppi’s attempts at mediation.

As Simon Busuttil was bundled out of the room towards his car he was surrounded with the generation of young turks – the Carol Aquilina’s and Frank Psaila’s who doubled up as impromptu bodyguards. There’s something about the smirk on the face of Aquilina as he pushed and elbowed away reporters (reporters mind you – not a violent crowd) with arrogant disdain that serves as a strong reminder of the kind of arrogance that has so stained the nationalist milieu in recent years. Simon did his best of patching up and claimed victory for his side. “Tonight Joseph Muscat’s Labour has shown its true colours. A coward party built on gimmicks and dishonesty” was his summary on facebook.

Oh the irony. Bullying reporters? Gimmicks and dishonesty? Here’s the history lesson then. Back in 2008 a JPO coached by Peppi Azzopardi was given a journalist’s card in an attempt to constantly harass Alfred Sant. Back in 2008 all was fair in love and war and no mention was made of bullying tactics. I also remember an incident when One journalists were not allowed to leave Villa Arrigo in order that they may not harass Gonzi with questions. A case of double standards, no doubt about that and it is useless pleading that this is not a case of comparing like with like. Both Franco and JPO were tools used by the two parties to get what they wanted.

That strategy had just about worked for Gonzi PN (just about since it turned JPO into a hero – yes, that’s you voters who gave him your number one choice) and Labour were dabbling in the same arcane arts. Sure PN sympathisers will still see Franco in a bad light and call him names. Sure they feel that Labour shied away from sending Anglu Farrugia to cross swords with the Great New Hope (do you blame them?) but in the end the PN too is left smarting with wounds and a clear warning that it will not be so smooth – even on home ground like PBS. Pyrrhic victory? Not on your life.

The Debate 

A telling image of the night was the interview with Carmel Cacopardo (as Arnold Cassola held his coat in the background). The alternattiva politicians were caught in a battle that had little to do with them but they were asked to comment just the same. Little wonder that they complained of the failure of the system to give them a chance to once again air their views. How could they? All the dramatics, both the PL and the PN shouting victory but in the end the main victim was reasonable debate. That is what the PLPN style of politics will get us to.  Clear debate on clear issues remains off the agenda and we are two days away from the moratorium.

Franco Debono

He gets knocked down but he gets up again. There he was huffing and puffing but he could not get the house down. he did make a couple of points though. Whether or not he was being used by Labour he has shown the PN that his irrelevance and relegation to the footnotes of history has been postponed – at least until March 9th. Labour would be stupid to allow the people to forget Franco through the campaign (though their calls and moans about the fractitiousness of the PN lack sincerity – since when does a party worry about the other party’s woes). Franco is a convenient distraction from the fact that Labour lacks heavyweights who can sell ideas to the votes that count and more importantly a convenient distraction from the fact that Labour still has not any ideas to sell.

Once again Franco fails in PR. His method cannot be endearing even to the most sympathetic of his observers and he never fails to turn an issue into “Me, Myself and I”. Strategically speaking he must be aware that he is grasping at the last strands of opportunity as his utility factor will dwindle even within the coffers of Labour’s strategy plan (if there is one). It will be interesting to see how he follows up this latest performance – sadly it will be to the detriment of real political discussion on real pressing issues that we so desperately need to address.

Merry Christmas?

Will the parties really afford to allow the current momentum to turn into a period of festive inertia? Is the momentum bigger than any of the two of them? We can only find out over the next few days, meanwhile these are interesting times to follow and whatever is going on in the strategy rooms in Hamrun and Pietà will be revealed to us … probably much sooner than we were expecting.

 

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Campaign 2013 Values

This honourable judge

Life on the island past the electoral truce has been anything but boring. There are times when the concept of boredom can begin to seem to be an unattainable desirable bereft of the negative connotations that normalcy and monotony might normally carry. These are the kind of times best described as “interesting” in the Chinese curse sort of way. Just as the political parties seemed to be settling into a faux festive period “truce” from the campaign that had never begun we get a wave of news items that keep tongues wagging, the media reporting and above all the parties a-busying.

Top of the list of interesting news items – beyond the extensions of Dalligate and the mafia style executions – is reserved for the judiciary and in particular for two of the members of our judicial bench who are in the eye of the storm. Judge Farrugia Sacco is in the throes of a renewed battle for his seat having had a new attack from the IOC – determined to take steps against those of its members who exposed their institution to the risk of disrepute. Another Judge, Ray Pace, is now in prison awaiting trial with the serious accusation of bribery pending above his head.

It is an ugly period for the legal branch of our separated powers and the two stories have thrust another dagger into the already weak levels of faith that the judiciary enjoyed with the general population. Trust and faith in the law is fundamental within a democracy and this kind of weakness seriously endangers the workings of our constitutional mechanisms. That is also the basic reason why the constitutional checks and balances that should come into play must work with clockwork perfection in order to ensure that the very foundations of the legal system are still intact. Public trust is the one and only priority.

Farrugia Sacco

Which brings me to the role of our political parties. We first had the Farrugia Sacco debate. In this respect the “Ceasar’s Wife” argument that I had touched upon in the Dalligate saga comes back with full force when considering how to proceed with a member of the bench who has become embroiled in such an issue. The key concept in the “Ceasar’s wife” principle is the idea of “having to be above suspicion”. This is not a question of actually being guilty but of having to appear beyond the mere suspicion. In this light, and without even making any further considerations on what actually went down in that hotel room where the Olympic tickets were held, Judge Farrugia Sacco should have long tendered his resignation in order to deal with the ghosts and suspicions peacefully and individually without carrying this baggage around in his role as a judge.

Is it so straightforward? Yes. Did we need the Ombudsman writing to the President? Not really. Even before the Commission for the Administration of Justice was involved Judge Farrugia Sacco should have done the right thing of his own accord. By refusing to do so he should have forced the hand of our politicians in parliament who are the guardians of an important constitutional mechanism with which they have been entrusted: the process of impeachment. Which is where my first beef with Joseph Muscat arises. His position on the Farrugia Sacco issue is that we must wait for the Commission for the Administration of Justice to do its work before actually impeaching the judge. Like hell we do.

Joseph Muscat’s attempt to distinguish between politics and the judiciary is an amateur approach to our constitutional politics and a dangerous situation whereby the leader of the opposition is openly reneging on his DUTY towards citizens to act as ultimate guardian of our constitutional rights. A judge in Farrugia Sacco’s situation loses his legitimacy to sit in open judgement of others in no matter what area of law. If he cannot see that of his own accord then it is up to the politicians to act as guardians of our prerogatives as citizens. Once again Muscat is doing what he does best – acting as Pilate and washing his hands of a decision that he is duty bound constitutionally to guarantee. Weak.

Pace

The Ray Pace matter seems to have brought Muscat to his senses. Suddenly the judiciary is no longer a matter for the Commission for the Administration of Justice. Admittedly the case seems to be more open and shut given the context though there is no reason to distinguish between the two when it comes to the Ceasar’s Wife test. In this case the issue of whether Ray Pace is above suspicion is more glaringly obvious – the arraignment and arrest make a decision in this respect all the more straightforward.

What did impress me was the attempts – as of early morning – by Evarist Bartolo to turn the issue into a political battlefield. He posted a link to a report of the arrest on facebook with the words “Ara f’hiex gabuh pajjiz” (Look what they have brought the country to). Incredible. To begin with it is obvious to any free thinking individual that when appointing a judge you can never foresee his turning to the dark side (to use Star Wars terms). How Ray Pace’s alleged actions are imputable to the current government and its policies beggars belief. Sure enough Evarist deleted any comments I made on the particular status – no worries I have snapshots on my iPad (once bitten, twice shy – right Jeffrey Pullicino Orlando?).

Thankfully the Labour party could not do otherwise than agree to an eventual impeachment of Ray Pace. Muscat did add that a new Labour government would review the methods of appointment of judges. No harm there right? Definitely not. Given that a rebel MP recently made it part of his personal agenda to point out inconsistencies in the field of the judiciary it should not come as too much of a surprise to any of us that sooner or later Labour would jump on that particular part of the wagon. A knee-jerk reaction it remains though and I very much suspect that we are in for a bit of patchwork and tweaks that would still accomodate the PLPN manner of appointments.

And here is another crux. I posted a status on facebook pointing out that given their record Labour would best reform the system by staying out of the appointments system. Of course the world is full of literal minded partisans who would be eager to point out that the same system that gave us Farrugia Sacco (Labour) and Pace (Labour) also gave us Arrigo (Nationalist). Which makes it allright then does it not? My point was meant to be sarcastic – Muscat’s party does not have much of a record to go on when it comes to appointments and the fact that the nationalist party too has had its fair share of nutty appointments is neither here nor there.

Judiciary

Do you remember how recently a government proposal to increase salaries for the judiciary was shot down by a labour party? The Labourites had had a sudden attack of “consistency” by arguing that if the MPs (political) could not get a raise (will we ever forget the 500€ raise?) then neither could the judges and magistrates (judiciary). Because obviously the Muscat idea that politics and judiciary should not be mixed did not apply at the time.

There seems to be a general consensus, even within the practitioners in the field, that our judicial system is due a major overhaul. The criteria for judges and magistrates appointment remain the number of years in practice. When a non-court practitioner was once proposed for the bench, court practitioners were up in arms claiming that his years of practice did not count – an odd reason if there was one. From what I can gather the conventional way to become a magistrate/judge until now has been to manifest your intention in the right circles and hopefully… if you were insistent enough and of the right hue… you would get your turn eventually.

The system has produced many a good magistrate or judge but it has flaws. It is haphazard and based on the wrong criteria. I am also told that in some cases what was needed to get onto the bench was a track record of an attempt at running of parliament. Once you got your brownie points in that field then you would have proven loyalty and a position on the bench would follow. Again. It is not the rule and is not across the board. The problem lies in the lack of clarity and in the lack of modern, clear criteria as to why a person should make it to the bench.

In other nations, like Germany, you actually study to get to the bench – not to become a lawyer first. Interpreting and applying the law requires a different set of skills than pleading before the court. Academic knowledge, logical and linguistic skills as well as good analytical methodology and organisation form part of what could be a key set of indicators in the future. A place on the bench should not be a prize for time served – let alone loyalty.

The kind of reform that is required is the real area where politics and the judiciary should definitely not merge. The legal world in Malta is not in a nice state. The kind of reform that is required is a big learning curve across the board from the courts, to the faculty of law and its product, to the support services to the long arm of the law that are the police. Education is a key factor – education to start with and education in the continuing sense.

Unfortunately I have to end this long post with the usual pinpointing of the heart of the problem. Our legal system has also been affected by the rot that is the PLPN method. Appointments and laws through the years are made with the parties and their survival in mind. It is incredible that in this day and age we can think in terms of “their” or “our” judge. It is mind boggling that judicial appointments have to be thought of in this manner and the legal community has much to feel at fault about in this respect. I am not unaware of the irony that our parliament has a heavy representation of lawyers within it and that this being the case it will be even more difficult to find people prepared to think out of the box.

When Muscat wakes up to the reality of the matter and stops thinking in populist terms, when Gonzi’s PN quit the faffing around and decide to grasp the bull by the horns I should hope that a huge debate will ensue and that within an appropriate forum, with the appropriate experts, the much needed reform of our Judicial & Legal systems is embarked upon with earnest.

Remember. We are all servants of the law, that we may be free.

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Campaign 2013

Alea Iacta Est

The die is cast. We now have an election date and fate (coincidence?) has it that the election date is less than a week away from the Ides of March (15th). This was no collective conspiracy to backstab the leader though. In a way the stage had long been set, the tickets for the performance had long sold out and on the day you half expected the leader to bare his chest in readiness for the plunging daggers. This was not the downfall of a government but the collective suicide orchestrated in such a manner as to obtain the maximum dramatic effect.

Lawrence Gonzi’s party chose the time, date and manner when to call it a day on the government. There is no doubt about that. The choice was strategic and the dramatic effect was stupendous. Do not forget for one minute that this is not a boxing match that can be won on points. This was an all out battle that has dragged on for years now. Franco’s rebel activity was a catalyst that mixed with the spice (or opiate) of the inevitable negative vibes that the Labour party has consistently chosen to shower. When the bills are added up though this is the legislature that has lasted for the longest time since KMB bled his own legislature’s life to the last available hour. Franco did not pull the plug – Lawrence saw to it that the people knew that come what may, tonight we would have an election . HE CALLED TIME.

We had the budget and the plan, and for extra dramatic effect we had the new member of the PN leadership team. We did have the panicked signs of the various “soft openings” of projects that have been long in the waiting but the trick was in the economic plan. Gonzi saw Muscat’s weakness. There was no way that Muscat’s team could come up with any deliverable that was as effective as a strong economic base. Forcing Franco to vote on the day when his vote was most needed was important. Franco would have to carry that responsibility on his shoulder. Ditto Muscat. Muscat of the contradictions – a budget to keep but to vote against.

Now the audience would have to watch. It would have been made to sniff the promise. It would have been shown the goods, the presents below the Christmas tree (not just short term promises but a plan for the economy) and then it would be told that the big bad guys have come and taken them away. Those whose votes are still not decided (that 29% in the polls) would then be made to watch the carcades and celebrations of the Labour supporters who are itching to get their turn in the driving seat – come what may, because 25 years have hurt and because yes, the economy may be good, but we don’t like the arrogant clique.

That was the point of the melodrama. The budget and the budget speeches built up the hero and his image. Yes, Gonzi said, “ha naghmilha tal-bravu” and he sung the praises of his own successes. Then he bared his chest and let his detractors shoot him down. Muscat was to be pictured as the power-hungry wannabe keen on becoming the youngest prime minister. The carcading reds would be a sign of things to come.

Already a quick look at the TV stations begin to give out these signs. ONE TV’s Cini/Musumeci are already divvying up the PBS pie with the resurfaced Grimas. A very biased PBS is digging into Cassola’s AD – lest anybody even consider the small parties. And NET… well what do you expect?

The die has been cast. We now have the farcical reflection period before the campaign. A period during which the people will be made to imagine a labour government. Then we will kick off what promises to be the ugliest campaign for a long time. Labour has to roll up its sleeves and start unravelling its plans.  The nationalist party will be dispatching its proselytising team to the grocers of the nation.

I don’t know whether to be glad or sad that my flight out of the country is planned for the 7th January. Coincidence? Fate?

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Campaign 2013

Not Simon Busuttil

Much is being made by the nationalist party and its faithful supporters about the goodwill that the election of Simon Busuttil to vice-leader has brought about. We have heard plenty of words about the change that Simon is supposed to bring about to the nationalist party – presumably the same mistakes of the past will not be committed again, particularly in the arrogance department. Presumably (again) the nationalist party will take care before fielding candidates whose ego will barely fit in one seat of our hallowed chambers in parliament.

With these thoughts in mind I found this video doing the rounds on social networks rather intriguing. It’s a perfect picture of “old vs new” – hosted on a labour station of course – a clear effort to expose the warts (past and future) that the PN carries. And they seem to have been quite successful in doing so (forget the title chosen by the uploader – I don’t think any one of the two egos was comfortable here).

I wonder what Simon makes of this (witt rispekt).

 

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Politics

Oħroġ il-għaġeb

Illejla, f’dawn in-naħat tal-Ewropa it-tfal ġa bdew jaqilgħu ir-rigali. Fil-Lussemburgu, il-Lorena u l-Alsazja għada jasal San Niklaw, akkumpanjat minn Pietru l-iswed. San Niklaw jew Sinterklaas (għalhekk Santa Claus – u QATT KrissmissFader) iqassam ir-rigali u Pietru l-iswed iqassam il-ħelu. Din it-tradizzjoni qatt ma waslet Malta u aħna bqajna bir-regola tal-milied fil-ħamsa u għoxrin u r-rigali lejliet. Għadek tisma lil min jgħid li r-rigali iġibhom “il-bambin” imma anki t-tradizzjoni ta’ Santa Claus qabdet avolja f’pajjiżna jiġi għoxrin jum wara li jiġi hawnhekk u fil-pajjiżi il-baxxi.

Sadattant bħalissa qed jintramaw il-presepji. Tradizzjoni mill-isbaħ li tinvolvi ukoll sengħa. Il-pasturi li bihom jiżżejnu il-presepji huma bosta iżda hemm dawk il-bażiċi li jiffurmaw il-qofol tal-presepju. Ma jistax jonqos li jkollok il-familja ta’ Ġużeppi u Marija imdawrin bil-ħmar u baqra (għas-sħana qalulhom – ifhem id-dawl kien ġa jiswa dak iż-żmien) u ikollok l-imrieħel tan-ngħaġ bir-rgħajja, l-islaten Magi u oħrajn. Malta ikollna ukoll pastur speċjali – l-għaġeb. Is-soltu konna inqiegħduh fuq il-maxtura iħares imbellaħ lejn is-sema. Jistagħġeb bl-egħġubijiet ta’ dak il-lejl u jirrapreżenta ukoll il-faxxinu tal-mistiku u l-mhux magħruf.

Din is-sena f’lejliet San Niklaw ftakart fil-ħruġ ta’ l-għaġeb. Hekk kif il-partiti għadhom kif qablu f’moratorium għal waqt iż-żmien tal-festi se jħalluna b’xi egħġubijiet minn tagħhom qabel ma jinżel is-siparju fuq is-sena u ngawdu il-festi tal-Milied. Il-vici Kap il-ġdid tal-PN kellu xi intervisti. Ma kienx biżżejjed li l-kollegi tiegħu il-Prim Ministru u dak tal-Finanzi għamluha ta’ San Niklaw u Pietru l-iswed xi jiem qabel u qassmu xi rigali qabel il-milied. Kellu jiġi hu ħa jisraq ftit mix-xena u jxandar mal-erbat irjieħ dwar l-egħġubijiet u l-bidla li kienet ser iġġib il-wasla tiegħu.

Suppost kellha tkun priedka ħelwa, b’dak il-wiċċ ta’ l-abbatin jiddeklama minn fuq il-pulptu misluf f-nofsillejl “Aħbar ta’ ferħ jien ser nagħtikom… illum twieled partit ġdid.” Minflok qaluli li l-ewwel impressjoni hija ta’ arroganza imġedda. Arroganza tat-tip li “tagħna kollox tajjeb u tagħhom xejn sew”. Forsi smajt wisq minn dawk li ma jridux jafu bil-bxara it-tajba imma jidher li l-ewwel ħarġa tal-għaġeb ma marritx kif suppost.

Imbagħad għall-par condicio nazzjonali illejla se jintrama pulptu ieħor sabiex egħġubijiet oħra jitwasslulna mill-ogħli tal-għerf ġewwa kamret il-poplu. Hemmhekk il-Kap Laburista se jispjegalna kif ir-rigali li ġabu San Niklaw u Pietru l-iswed tant għoġbuh li se jżommhom u jagħmilhom tiegħu. Se jgħidilna ukoll fl-istess nifs kif minkejja dan se jagħżel li ma jibgħatx Thank You Note u anzi jitfa vot kontra… Oħroġ il-għaġeb imma hawn min jaħseb li din ukoll hija koerenza.

Mhux ta b’xejn li pajjiżna għandu din il-politika li tixraqlu. Inħobbu nistagħġbu bix-xejn qisna erba mitt elf pastur mitluq fuq il-maxtura b’ħalqna miftuħ imbellħin b’dak li l-għajnejn jaraw iżda li s-sensi le jifhmu.

Illejla lejliet San Niklaw se jinħareġ il-għaġeb. Gloria in Excelsis… u għada jisbaħ ukoll.

 

Nota> Ir-ritratt huwa meħud minn presepju li ittella’ din is-sena bix-xogħol siewi ta’ membri tad-Diviżjoni Maltija tat-Traduzzjoni fi ħdan il-Qorti tal-Ġustizzja Ewropea bil-għan li tiġi irrappreżentata parti mill-kultura Maltija u li jsir ġbir għall-karita.. Kull xebh għal għoġġieba vera huwa purament każwali.