I – J’accuse for All Seasons
A Spring in your March
A little more than a year ago j’accuse stopped being a “reported blog” on the inner pages of the Malta Independent on Sunday and Indy’s regulars found that they had yet another columnist with whom to disagree. This column appeared on the Indy for the first time on the 2nd March 2008 with an article entitled Voting in the time of Cholera. We were bang in the middle of a the latest electoral fandango and blogs had already been quite the vogue on the MSM for a few weeks. An angry J’accuse jumped ship from the columns of another paper at the first whiff of some form of censorship and found a cosier, more amenable home in the print from Standard Publications.
The no-holds barred style was well received as we chronicled the Votes, smiles and tears and watched the outcome of an election with the eyes, ears and voice of The Blind, The Deaf and the Dumb. No sooner did we have the results of a close-call election that J’accuse declared that we had a collective interest in becoming A Nation of Labourites in the hope that we would finally get the strong opposition the nation deserved (and the nationalists needed). The PN government gave early signs of governance without consultation and pot and kettle politics continued unabashed as seen in Partnerships, poodles and the partisan trickle-effect.
April opened with an intro- and outro-spection on expression and freedom to speak. We mused about The Sound of Silence and The Cost of Free Speech and wondered what platform would be left for those who constituted The Left Outside. Bizarrely around almost the same time as this year we were talking about pairing and censorship, mostly in terms of Mixed Doubles. Spring burst in with Life in Cartoon Motion as the great theory of Everybody’s Right was finally expounded with The Theory of Relativity. As we began to feel the early signs of an economic crunch we discussed the differences between PN and Labour in Beyond Mintoff, Further than Gonzi while contemplating The Price of Bread and a Good Life.
Summer Lovin’
June was Labour’s month. As they laboured to elect a new leader we scrutinised everything red that there was to scrutinise. The Minority Report could only be seen Through the Looking Glass until the man who would thenceforth be known as Inhobbkom Joseph told us that we should Love Labour’s Lost. There would be no such love and happiness in the EU as the Irish said No to Joy and j’accuse wondered about all this Change in the World via the web.
By midsummer we were still wondering why no one in the political class seemed to be listening and decided that that was Why We Are Not All Ears. As it got hotter and subjects scarcer we took to Browsing Under the Hot Summer Sun and as the heat rose to our heads it got a little Triple-X Rated. The first signs of “different” mode of governance from GonziPN came with a its adoption of a number of measures that had been championed by other parties in a Pythonesque twist of fate.
During the height of summer we travelled and thought about The Unbearable Heaviness of the Travelling Suitcase, then we travelled on our screens to the Far East Olympics to watch The Way of the Dragon. Slowly slowly summer dragged on with its little Babysteps and J’accuse chose to distract with a Mid-August Miscellany before coming down to earth to examine the Growth Factor.
Autumn Leaves
With the first drops of rain came the first controversies as nurses in hospital had to deal with The Rat in the Kitchen. From rats to deeper meanings J’accuse shifted like Gunter Grass and wondered about The Meaning of Life. It really meant addressing a bunch of Personal Pronouns in order to discover that all in all we still had a lot to learn before we moved out of this Institutional Mal(t)aise.
By then the Credit Crunch had really begun to hit home and the reading list on J’accuse can sound as ominous as Savonarola’s bedside reading: Das Kapital (Kein Kapital), Great Expectations, Surf’s Up Dude! and of course Atonement.
Winter Moods
November came with an explosion of themes and a wonderful palette with which to paint the discussion table. We barely had time to Meet Joe Public and see his True Colours that we we celebrating the election of the USA’s first coloured president and the nationalist’s attempt at a green budget. Not as Green as a Jungle Book and most times you had to wonder whether budget promises and plans like these contain Everything but the truth. In any case a green budget was better late than never. It had begun to feel like we were waiting for The Second Coming.
Santa Claus was still a month away from coming to town but we were discovering the Monumental credit crunch that was threatening to hit us. The great auditors of life seemed to be turning December into a month of reflection of one’s errors and how hard it is to Make No Mistake. No time to reflect on PBO, JPO and other acronyms as we barely saw the festive period pass us by with The One Before Christmas and sang For Auld Lang Syne.
2009
…began with a bizarre, snow-covered Valletta which is why J’accuse could yell “All Hail this Festive Season”. Once we sobered up it was time to get Ready, Steady… Focus. And focus we did on new President George Abela while we described why he would be A Man for All Reasons. It was then time to Thinkaboutit! (Tech-No-Logic), the It being something else very bloggish.
Last month brought us Party Times as we dreamt of leaders with the guts and vision of a pilot of a plane in distress who could utter the words We’ll be in the Hudson with a monumental calm. We have blogged and written Obsessively, Compulsively, Disorderly about all that we could find to write about. Blog before print – that is the genesis of this column and I hope that it is reflected in the mentality. Sapere Aude! is What Lies Beneath. Because after all J’accuse is all about the truth if I lie, about “ludendo castigat mores” and blogging so you don’t have to. We hope that you have enjoyed the show as it has been till now: 110,000 words, 55 articles and a bit later.
This first part has been about taking stock. We’ve reviewed a year of J’accuse in a nutshell… looking through the archives… so you don’t have to!
II – A Year in Castille
Another person celebrating a year in the public eye is Prime Minister Lawrence Gonzi. Flimkien Kollox Possibbli (Together everything is possible) became Flimkien Naslu b’Ghaqal (We’ll get there together diligently) in the backdrop provided for the press conference in which PM Gonzi spoke about the first twelve months of this PN government. The Prime Minister is still eager to brush off the idea of Gonzi PN and claimed that it is normal for Maltese politics to centre around party leaders during election campaigns – we will never know whether the PM thinks we should give more priority to the quality of what is being promised rather than the masks being bandied about at election time.
Our Prime Minister believes that the reforms promised before the elections have begun and mentions MEPA, Local Councils and Transport as proof. Of course should you find fault with the extent of fulfilment of PN promises then there is always a credit crisis to fall back on. When oil prices exploded through the roof there was no need of an explanation. Now that they shrunk we still have to be wary because the economy is sick and companies are in danger – and Gonzi PN is by our side to cushion the impact – presumably with more intelligent legislation like eco-contribution on plastic bags (with handles) or registration tax on imported motor vehicles or departure taxes… not to mention “kicking off the discussion” on the introduction of divorce.
When asked about whether the slim majority that afforded PN a relative majority government affected its mode of government Gonzi slipped into typical PN interpretation of representation and what it is all about. It is about “extending a hand” to Labour and waiting for it to elect a Leader by convening Parliament as late as possible. It is about those nasty nasty Labourites who will not play ball. No mention of real representation and consultation where relatively important minorities have long made their voices heard – Labour or no Labour. Gonzi conveniently confuses the duty to be more attentive to the will of the majority with the duty to play nice games with the partners in crime in the dualistic system.
Same goes with the regrets. When asked if he had any, the Prime Minister could not possibly echo his former nemesis and reply “No Regrets”; instead he gives the textbook answer of “of course we have regrets” and mumbles something about water and electricity bills only to come out with guns ablazing two seconds later saying “Of course everybody is wise after the event”. A regret but no regrets of sorts.
The best answer is kept for last. When asked whether he thinks that Jeffrey Pullicino Orlando has become a burden on the PN government Lawrence gives the interviewer (incidentally it’s Kurt not Matthew) his best pre-election smile and describes JPO as “a person with great intiative and enthusiasm who is passionate in everything he does… in a parliamentary group you need every type – we are like a rainbow”. As Generation Y would text: ROTFL.
The rainbow metaphor was one big laugh all along. It’s the underlying theme right now in GonziPN – far be it from being a one man band – insofar as PR is concerned GonziPN is a rainbow… a plethora of ideas, a hodge-podge of values, a cornucopia of policies, a menagerie of personalities … and every one of them is needed. That’s what Lawrence thinks – take one colour out and it is no longer a rainbow he says. That’s the beauty of the PN of Alan Deidun, of Vince Farrugia, of JPO and RMTT – Oh Joy Oh Rapture Unforeseen. So THAT’S what they meant by Flimkien Kollox Possibli! No wonder other parties trying to break into the hegemony are irritants that should learn to be simple NGOs (but not like the FAA please – we’ve had enough of these pests). Ad Multos Annos Lawrence!
Mutaween
And then there was the bit about more censorship. First we had the Board of Classification telling us what we can or cannot be exposed to, now we have the Bishop and Archbishop hinting to the police that they better round up anyone choosing to dress up as Jesus and his Apostles for carnival because failure to act would mean condoning the action itself. Funny, I thought that Ecclesiastical Police ended some time around the departure of the Knights, instead we find ourselves in a sort of Mediterranean mutaween (islamic religion police) situation.
And then there was the bit about more censorship. First we had the Board of Classification telling us what we can or cannot be exposed to, now we have the Bishop and Archbishop hinting to the police that they better round up anyone choosing to dress up as Jesus and his Apostles for carnival because failure to act would mean condoning the action itself. Funny, I thought that Ecclesiastical Police ended some time around the departure of the Knights, instead we find ourselves in a sort of Mediterranean mutaween (islamic religion police) situation.
As things stand a certain Melvin Barbara from Zejtun has got a suspended sentence for “denigrating the Roman Catholic religion”. Sad indeed. From point of view of a blogger who carries “Ludendo Castigat Mores” as one of his mottos this kind of occurrence is downright pathetic. I wonder which part of the rainbow the mutaween fall into.
It’s anniversary time as http://www.akkuza.com launches officially on the 10th of March – kicking off the fifth year of J’accuse blogging. Comment, as always, is free.
This article and accompanying Bertoon appeared in today’s edition of The Malta Independent on Sunday (08.03.09).
