The Chairman of the Malta Council of Science and Technology rouses the rabble on his Facebook wall

I see that Mad Jeff, chairman of the Malta Council of Science and Technology, has uploaded on his Facebook wall further attempts to provoke his Labour rabble against me.

Last night’s attempt succeeded, Mr Chairman.

I received a few rape and murder threats via this website, of a nature that only a violent Labour halfwit, fathered by somebody who set fire to The Times building with its employees still inside, could possibly devise.

I deleted them immediately – they were that bad – because even having to look at them when I log onto the comments-board made me sick at the thought that such people exist.

The sort of people who cut Lino Cauchi up with a handsaw and chainsaw and shoved the bits down a well, Mad Jeff. Those kinds of people. Prosit tassew.

As all the harridans on your Facebook wall tell you repeatedly, do keep it up. You never know, you might get lucky.

This is what Jeffrey has just uploaded for the benefit of his 5,000 weird Facebook friends and everybody else who wishes to look at the MCST chairman’s Facebook wall.

NIKKUNDANNA DAN IT-TIP TA’ ATTAKKI PERSONALI FUQ IL-FAMILJA TAL-KAP TA’ L-OPPOZIZZJONI-GHANDNA NIDDISASSOCCJAW RUHNA MINNHOM

And then he quotes, selectively of course, something I wrote in reaction to the compulsion the Labour leader and his wife have to make their children part of their campaign, when it is normal practice for politicians everywhere but in the United States to keep them out of it.

‘They finally manage to produce a couple of sprogs after years of trying, artificial assistance and much lying around and bleeding’ (FUQ IT-TWELID TAT-TFAL) ………those appallingly named twins in their San Anton School uniforms (TAVZA FEJN IMORRU SKOLA)……….the spectacular hamallagni of Joseph and Michelle carrying their large children…….Daphne Caruana Galizia

Ma naqbilx politikament ma’ Joseph Muscat imma t-tfal tieghu ghandhom dritt ghal hajja privata minghajr ma jkunu esposti ghal dan it-tip ta’ atteggjament (u aghar).

It was Joseph Muscat who told the nation how much his wife bled while lying pregnant in bed.

It was both of them who said how hard and for how long they tried to have children.

It was they who appeared – with a photograph of their babies – in an advertisement for stem cell ‘banking’, telling us how they had stem cells from Michelle’s umbilical cords (or whatever – these things revolt me) for a small fee of several thousand euros.

It was Michelle who said on Super One that her children go to a classy sort of school – it’s not classy any more if your children go there, my dear – where there ‘certain kinds of parents’, you know, they speak English and like that.

It was the Muscats who – for all their progressive ‘one of the people’ behaviour – didn’t put their children into a state school with all the ‘hamalli’ (ghax issa saru xi haga, jahasra) and ACTUALLY ENTERED THEM INTO THE CHURCH SCHOOLS LOTTERY biex forsi immorru s-Sacred Heart, Labour-trash-mecca of the last few years, like those people who keep trying to get into a bar long after all the fashionable people have left.

And when that failed, they enrolled them in one of the most expensive private schools and boasted about it.

As for their names, yes, they are appalling, but exactly what one would expect. If Mad Jeff now thinks that the public has no right to comment on the parenting choices of the future prime minister and his wife (who has herself taken on a major public role) when they have made their children part of their campaign and put a great deal of information into the public domain themselves, towards that end, then he should join the Labour Party, because he shares their views on freedom of expression and public accountability.

Criticism of the leader of the Opposition and his wife, on the matter of their parenting choices and their need to tell the world how their children were conceived and born and what was done with their umbilical cord, does not constitute criticism of those children, still less “an attack” on them.

If Mad Jeff feels so strongly about this matter, then it is very odd how he never found the time or the inclination to say anything when his friends at the Labour Party specifically targeted my youngest son and exposed him to the dangerous rage of the Labour mob by running his image on Super One TV through the worst and most tense days of the campaign.

And this at a time when I was going out of my way to help him, because I believed him to be a victim, while he lied to me barefacedly.

If you weren’t in hell already, Mr Chairman, I’d tell you to go there. You’re a lying backstabber with the moral principles of the Keep It Up scum on your Facebook wall.

As for all your seven veils teasing about which party you’re going to hang with come 2013, don’t bother. The only place you belong right now is in a straitjacket.