I’m great friends with the son, Gabriel, and i know Mr. and Mrs. Zammit. They have done a great job raising their children, and Gabriel is a very intelligent boy and a great friend. Not having a television hasn’t done any harm to him nor his younger brother. You not wanting your children to mix with Mr. Zammit’s is just silly because they are amazing people and very smart.

This is ludicrous. Michael Zammit is a brilliant lecturer who inspires his students to think and encourage them to learn in a positive and intriguing manner. The fact that he does not own a television does not make a difference – I will still look forward to attending his lectures, as I always have. Your children would be deprived of a great teaching experience if you were indeed to do so.

“Fundamentals”….sure sure, keep em coming you hear? thats very good … ;)

[Daphne – ‘Voltaire didn’t have a television’? That’s logical reasoning. What you should ask yourself is whether he would have had one had he been around now. Or whether not having one makes these two people Voltaire. I find it very difficult to lighten up when I see children bullied into submission by their utterly unreasonable parents, who appear to believe that one’s offspring are a laboratory experiment. Had these two not had children, there would have been no story and no newspaper report. Surely you can see that, because nobody gives a damn whether two adults choose not to have a television.]

I really cannot understand how you can feel that you are making a better decision than the Zammits at refusing to have a television in their household when you refuse to have your children mingle with his, or to go as far as to ask the University to remove him as a lecturer.

Have you ever been to one of his lectures? I’d honestly much rather have my kids do without television (when there is the internet with all the live streaming and everything) than to have them take a philosophy course at the university in which Michael Zammit was not a lecturer.

And on the European ones? The University of Malta is a big expensive joke. I know it, Juanito Camilleri knows it, Richard Muscat knows it, but no one will admit it. Corporate loyalty above intellectual honesty.

Jien ghedt “hu Michael kien president tal-MZPN” u mhux “Michael kien il-president ..”

Now I’m no psychologist or body language expert but the photo makes me a little uncomfortable. I feel sorry for the boys.

Through my television-watching, I learnt Italian so well that I got an A grade at A level without actually learning grammar at school (of course, I had literature classes) and my English diction improved drastically only through watching BBC programmes which Xandir Malta used to broadcast in the early 80s (“Fawlty Towers” springs to mind but there could have been others).

I can never thank my parents enough for allowing me to watch television.

And all I can say that in those dark 1980s, watching television gave me hope for a better world and gave me an idea of what life in the West was all about. Watching television was for me the gateway to the future. And, in a certain way, it still gives me a lot of information which, otherwise, I wouldn’t have access to.

I pity those poor Zammit children.