Zoolander goes to a military briefing
You have to be Derek Zoolander (or Bruno) or Aaron Farrugia to go to a military briefing wearing a baby-blue striped open-necked shirt and with a candy-pink jumper worn Italian ponce style over your shoulders.
Excuse me while I raise my voice.
GET IT RIGHT, CAN’T YOU.
Not even somebody who’d gone there with a view to catching the eye of one of the men in uniform would have dressed like that.
Which brings me to an issue that’s been eating me for some time now: why do the current crop of Joseph men all look like they strip, wax, buff and use….products?
There’s something just so unmasculine about the lot of them, and before the usual suspects jump on my head, no, I don’t mean gay. I mean unmasculine. It’s different. They look like they spend their time buffing and admiring each other while comparing moisturisers and hand creams.
It’s such a chavvy look. I just can’t bear it.
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Zekzi boyz tal-lejber.
is this a fashion blog or what!?
[Daphne – It’s a political blog. That man in the picture (not the one in uniform) is one of Malta’s Modernisers.]
No, beppe, this is a cookery site. Where the prats get grilled.
How did this poser even get there in the first place? Is this some “tour of European institutions” sponsored by a Labour MEP? Fancy that, taking your bright young neutral sparks to visit KFOR headquarters.
Passing on to fashion, when you have the Director of Defence herself dressing like some tart out of Malibu Beach, talking about exit wounds in that nasal Malglish whine, what hope is there for young Aaron?
[Daphne – I agree completely. But we’ve discussed that already.]
Could it be that he was on a mission sponsored by Strategista of l-orizzont?
I am surprised he is mixing with NATO.
http://daphnecaruanagalizia.com/2011/11/l-orizzont-mourns-for-a-lost-world/
That’s the thing with these scum. They’re happy to pose alongside real soldiers and NATO hardware, but they’ll jump up with shrieks of condemnation as soon as that hardware is put to use. Because war is evil. Because Jesus and Mintoff both said so.
In days of yore, anyone meeting a foreigner would brag about their country being the Mother of Arts, Arms and Laws. What is Malta?
Arts = hamallagni totali
Arms = none
Laws = avukati puppaturi, and the real criminals invariably get away with it.
‘Modernisers’??!! sounds more American to me than Sliema’s English!
[[Daphne – Sigh. Beppe, The Modernisers is what Aaron Farrugia himself calls his team of FZL brainstormers. Read this blog more carefully Also, I do not speak ‘Sliema’s English’, or if I do, it’s the Sliema English of 50 years ago, which is British English. You don’t hear any of that down at Giorgio nowadays. ]
To be honest it’s becoming more of a fashion ‘connoisseur’ blog over here than a ‘serious’ free thinking blog. You gossip and chatter more about Muscat’s hair a suits rather than his policies or what he thinks are policies!
[Daphne – That’s why people come here, sweetheart. Trust me on this. Only a wise man can expertly play the fool, something that none of your people have yet worked out.]
Politics is the way of deciding for life.
Decidere il da farsi.
Style is the way of doing things.
Il modo di fare le cose.
Italian ponce
Lo sfigato
“You gossip and chatter more about Muscat’s hair a suits rather than his policies or what he thinks are policies!”
Next thing you know, you’ll ask Daphne to write down some policies for him.
Thanks my dear. I recon I’m one of the few privileged that was called ‘sweetheart’! And for a guy hailing from Bormla tha’s something coming from you! Although didn’t like that comment re Cospicua!. We do have TVs,,gas cookers, tables, chairs etc ta!
[Daphne – I think I’m going to need a lot of patience this morning.]
This reminds me of instructions/clarifications given to foreign students in Britain.
‘When the bus conductress gives you your change and says ta sweetheart, it is not an invitation to get intimate.’
A substantial number of people who read this blog seem not to have understood the way Daphne works it out. The way she tackles matters is really good, because you get a mixture of everything.That’s why people like it.
:-)………Have a good day, Daphne, cause, unlike others, I have to work now!
[Daphne – I’m working too. People from Sliema can do two things at once.]
There’s more to say about Joseph Muscat’s hair (or lack thereof), suits and general lack of savoir faire than about his ‘policies’. That’s telling, isn’t it?
Yes, the first thing that comes to mind is that he’s not comfortable with himself.
Maybe he feels out of place.
More to the point, he’s concerned primarily with himself, rather than what he’s going to do for the country.
This Beppe sounds rather bitter mentioning Sliema’s English. Maybe he is one of those dreaming of owning a flat and moving to Sliema,
And how can one chatter about something which is nonexistent, like Muscat’s hair.
Edgar, are you serious?? You mean those modern ‘karrejja’? You mean those pigeon concrete holes made specifically for humans?! And I know what I’ m saying cause I’m quite involved in their design and construction. Once upon a time Sliema was beautiful… but with those imposing English style cluster houses
Why are you designing and constructing pigeon concrete holes specifically for humans and then slagging them off as ‘karrejja’ (sic)?
If you’re involved with their design or construction, I would shut it, if I were you. Never bite what feeds you. Taghmilx l-izball li jaghmel haddiehor, jiekol u jpappi, u jghid kontra min u dak li jaghmillu l-gid.
Sod off Beppe and take your jealous dilemmas elsewhere. Jaqq x’nies.
@ Beppe
@ 9.40 AM you told all that you were ‘going to work now’
@ 1.50 PM you’re already skiving.
Jimxi l-quddiem il-pajjiz bik.
Do they still have that “Don’t ask Don’t tell” policy in the military?
He’s trying to do preppy I guess. But if one isn’t filthy rich and living on the Upper East Side of Manhattan, one ends up looking like an Italian chav instead, as you remarked.
And also preppy people wear those kinds of clothes for golf or to watch a game of polo or for drinks at the yacht club, not to visit a military base.
Is someone showing him what a pair of balls is like in the first pic?
We would call them a “w@@nker wannabee soldiers” or simply put “VIP tossers” when they visited our exercises or bases on a jolly, asking inane questions and the rest, pretending they knew anything at all about how the military worked. YAWN
The usual repetitive rant: this sort of thing reminds us of how jealous and self-destructive people can be. It’s incredible.
I wouldn’t leave Sliema for fear of having somebody like Beppe as my neighbour. Nispera qabbadtek il-hruq Beppe, ha tibqa fejn int, u taghmlilna pjacir u ma tersaqx l hawn.
Iehor ghal go l-iskip please.
[Daphne – Actually, Marcus, nowadays you’re more liikely to have somebody like Beppe as your neighbour in Sliema.]