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The Enthusiasm of Youth

Three days into my stay on the island and I am getting a bit of a tan notwithstanding the sporadic games of hide and seek played out by the big orb in the sky. I must continue to apologise for the relative laxity of updates on this blog but the mind and body have been engaged elsewhere for most of the past week. Hopefully the holiday period will allow our new thoughts to settle and inaugurate a spring of blogging ecstasy.

Today I had a happy trip down memory lane visiting Uni Campus and even got to visit a very changed KSU premises. I got to meet some of tomorrow’s future. It’s same same but different out there. On the one hand I left the quadrangle convinced that there is a lot of enthusiasm among the students of today but on the other hand I was also convinced that this enthusiasm is being wrongly channelled. The usual suspects still rule the roost and the end result is that whether it’s SDM, Pulse or a third movement we are talking about there is very little “Thinking Different” going on and very much mimicking of a failed formula. The pity lies in the waste of potential and enthusiasm – but hope springs eternal and I am sure that not all is lost.

Another little bit of info that struck me is that seven years into EU membership very few students are eager to leave the island upon graduating. There seem to be many reasons for this – relationships, the rush to get into a job and of course, the rat race. Be that as it may I still cannot understand why the number of graduates who are eager to discover the world out there and take up the challenge are so few and far between.

I’m off to a family reunion now. There’s some kinfolk I have not seen for quite a while now and there will be much catch-upping to do. We’ll catch up with the social and political commentary later.

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Orwell's Newspeak

Here’s an extract from an essay by George Orwell that appeared in Horizon in the April 1946 edition. The essay entitled “Politics and English Language” may be found in its entirety on this page. Now to the extract:

In our time, political speech and writing are largely the defense of the indefensible. Things like the continuance of British rule in India, the Russian purges and deportations, the dropping of the atom bombs on Japan, can indeed be defended, but only by arguments which are too brutal for most people to face, and which do not square with the professed aims of political parties. Thus political language has to consist largely of euphemism, question-begging and sheer cloudy vagueness. Defenseless villages are bombarded from the air, the inhabitants driven out into the countryside, the cattle machine-gunned, the huts set on fire with incendiary bullets: this is called PACIFICATION. Millions of peasants are robbed of their farms and sent trudging along the roads with no more than they can carry: this is called TRANSFER OF POPULATION or RECTIFICATION OF FRONTIERS. People are imprisoned for years without trial, or shot in the back of the neck or sent to die of scurvy in Arctic lumber camps: this is called ELIMINATION OF UNRELIABLE ELEMENTS. Such phraseology is needed if one wants to name things without calling up mental pictures of them. Consider for instance some comfortable English professor defending Russian totalitarianism. He cannot say outright, “I believe in killing off your opponents when you can get good results by doing so.” Probably, therefore, he will say something like this:

While freely conceding that the Soviet régime exhibits certain features which the humanitarian may be inclined to deplore, we must, I think, agree that a certain curtailment of the right to political opposition is an unavoidable concomitant of transitional periods, and that the rigors which the Russian people have been called upon to undergo have been amply justified in the sphere of concrete achievement.

The inflated style is itself a kind of euphemism. A mass of Latin words falls upon the facts like soft snow, blurring the outlines and covering up all the details. The great enemy of clear language is insincerity. When there is a gap between one’s real and one’s declared aims, one turns, as it were instinctively, to long words and exhausted idioms, like a cuttlefish squirting out ink. In our age there is no such thing as “keeping out of politics.” All issues are political issues, and politics itself is a mass of lies, evasions, folly, hatred and schizophrenia. When the general atmosphere is bad, language must suffer. I should expect to find — this is a guess which I have not sufficient knowledge to verify — that the German, Russian and Italian languages have all deteriorated in the last ten or fifteen years as a result of dictatorship.

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Do Ut Des (Gli Onorevoli)

Tenders (appalti), parliamentarians (deputati) and simpletons (gonzi) feature in this classic with the great Prince of Italian comedy and social commentary. Toto. Nothing much has changed has it?

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Bażar (A. Olivari)

Being so close to Italy and italianate forms of entertainment it is strange that this island of ours has not absorbed more of its more interesting forms of culture. The Italians have that culture of singing poets – cantautori – who entertain and challenge at the same time. Their ballads and music are snapshots of society and sometimes a reminder of what is going on – when everything else is going by too quickly and has not time to reflect. J’accuse is proud to bring to you one of Malta’s kantawturi of the 21st century: Antonio Olivari. A former blogger, Olivari has kindly shared this song from l-Ghanja tal-Poplu 2010. We love the lyrics and we love the tune.  Scroll down to the bottom to enjoy the sound…

Bażar

Inbigħ il-ħin ta’ ħajti għal salarju fix-xahar
Biex naqta’ xi ftit mid-dejn li għandi fuq id-dar
Inpartat id-dawl tax-xemx ma’ tubu qisu ta’ sptar
Jibqa’ sagħtejn kuljum libertà

…Inbigħ l-ambjent u l-art li għadhom mhux mittifsin
U l-arja nadifa tmur biex insuq u ntir
Ma’ żjara miraklu ntik xi toroq, ma jibqgħux imkissrin
L-aqwa li hemm il-kumdità

Inbigħ id-daħka minn ġol-mezzi tax-xandir
Riklam li jwiegħdek ġenna bil-kliem u l-viżwal fin
Il-gwerra l-isbaħ avventura fuq l-iskrin
L-attur li dejjem jirbaħ, joqtol lill-ħażin

Inbigħ il-kors li ħadt; studjajt u għaddejt dritt
Biex kumpannija tkompli żżid fuq il-profitt
Inpartat l-għerf ma’ kemm jirnexxili nkun fitt
F’kollox irrid il-kwantità

Inbigħ dil-melodija fuq ir-radjijiet
Il-vjaġġ ta’ wara l-ħajja f’kanzunetti tal-Milied
Inbigħ il-ferħ tat-tifkiriet li saru rmied
U magħhom se ntik verità

Kollox sar qligħ u sibna il-qiegħ tal-povertà

* Bazar – written by Antonio Olivari. Singer at the Ghanja tal-Poplu is Justin Galea.

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Mario Monicelli

Muore un gran regista Italiano.

L’armata Brancaelone

Amici Miei

Intervista Monicelli

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I Love Joseph

Who’s who? Here’s a comparative set of pics. One of Joseph Muscat from therealbudget.com and one of Malta’s great tenor Joseph Calleja. Who’s been a naughty photoshopper now?

Dear Leader
Dear Tenor
Dear Tenor