They’re Labour, but strangely enough, they’re not proud
When Sidney Sullivan the Corrupt demanded the resignation of the finance minister
I have had it up to here with the hypocritical moralising of the ‘Labour, Labour’ ‘pretend tal-pepe’ brigade.
If they had the guts to admit at the outset that the only reason they’re Labour is that they grew up in Labour families who voted for Mintoff and KMB, then I might respect them more.
The strange thing is that though they’re Labour and keep talking about the need for change, they’re not proud.
I’m proud of my political opinions, but that might be because I worked them out for myself instead of inheriting them by osmosis and never thinking about them.
This means that I am 100% sure of what I believe, that I understand exactly what I’m voting for and why, and that I know what I am talking about when I speak about my choices, because I have actually had to think seriously about these things.
I have yet to see one of these ‘pozi Laburisti’ actually talk about how they came to support Labour. They make it seem instead as though voting Labour is their own special choice.
Why don’t they talk about the Mintoff and KMB years, ever, even though they are of my generation and lived through them?
It’s because they’re ashamed to do so, because they want to carry on the nice life they have built for themselves, mixing with people who voted against Mintoff and KMB and whose lives were very badly affected by them.
Instead, they’ve put on the garb of people who ‘turned’ because ‘Joseph and Michelle’ are so very fabulous. Well, loud laughter to that.
I’d like to have seen them socialising with ‘Joseph and Michelle’ four years ago. Daqs kemm kienu hip, God bless.
It’s easy for them to do this, because they’re largely operating in a Facebook world (and its outside equivalent) where nobody really knows who anyone is or where they came from, because relationships have now been reduced to ‘face value’ arrangements where friends are people you go out with, and if somebody is perceived as ‘hip’ (Maltese standards are really so low) and fun to be with, then that’s enough.
We don’t care what they stand for and we don’t really like to ask. Until, of course, they shaft us and we wonder why.
The scope this leaves for falsity, lies and manipulation is enormous.
So people like this Krista Sullivan (mentioned earlier) can pretend that her views are unlike those of somebody who grew up waving a Labour flag at mass meetings from birth (they’re not), by creating the impression that she is a recent convert to Labour.
Well, people like this don’t even actually say they are Labour (I’m told Ms Sullivan finally admitted it this morning, to the extreme surprise of some of her more oblivious Facebook friends) or tell you who they vote for (in the way I do).
Instead, they insinuate things, allowing you to think they are ‘independent’ or ‘floating’, the idea being that their anti-PN and anti-government arguments will therefore be more convincing and influential.
Why the shame? Aren’t you Labour and proud? Tsk tsk.
I use this woman as a metaphor, and I am happy to accord her the five minutes of fame she craves. You can all now visit her profile on Facebook, which will make her very happy, and find that she has put up a large photograph with the words BITCH I AM FABULOUS.
This, sad to say, is a woman of 40, not a girl of 16.
Instead of tackling my political arguments, and telling her Facebook friends why she votes Labour, she resorts to name-calling and taunts, just like school-days, begging the question I always ask: why are so many Maltese women so much more emotionally and educationally retarded than so many Maltese men?
I find it deeply offensive as a woman to see women of my generation acting like retards and unable to have a grown-up rational discussion. You read what they write on the internet and there’s no difference between their writing and thinking and that of a 15-year-old.
The reason why people like this can’t explain why they vote Labour is because they have never had to think about it. Mummy and daddy vote Labour so they do too. Automatically.
There are so many others like this. They are blind to their own crass hypocrisy and falsity.
How, for example, can somebody like this Ms Sullivan preach about needing a change and corruption and the rest when it was her own father who was found guilty of forging customs documents from the late 1980s onwards, presumbly because he could no longer pay those Golden Years bribes and get his stuff through that way?
And what sort of brass-necked cheek must you have, when you have been given a two-year jail term and fined more than a million euros, to then write on the internet protesting that the finance minister must resign because he took that ‘football match’ flight?
Whatever you think of the finance minister’s sense of judgement in taking that flight (and I had a great deal to say about it at the time), Sydney Sullivan is hardly in a position to demand his resignation.
See the screen-shot here.
While we’re about it, a word of advice to everyone. Maltese people are really very inept at using Facebook, treating it like a sort of telephone party line where your words, once spoken, vanish into the ether and are more or less private.
Nothing is private on Facebook, because somebody, somewhere, is bound to see it and pass it on. Squealing about the Data Protection Act doesn’t cut it. Anything uploaded on Facebook is considered to be in the public domain from a legal point of view and by Facebook itself.
We all have unpleasant feelings about other people. But most of us know when to keep them to ourselves if only for the sake of decency and because we are bound to run into each other at some point on this tiny rock.
The extraordinary thing, I have found, is that it is precisely those who think themselves (not a thought I share) terribly liberal who espouse the most oppressive sentiments of all.
Their idea of liberalism is a sort of widespread amorality where nobody is allowed to have standards, because that would mean they might need to have standards too. And believe me, this has nothing to do with relationships and marriage. It goes way, way, way beyond that.
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Very well written.
“Sidney Ellul Sullivan
Jan 9th, 09:16
A business man is also hungry for Power. I ask who isn’t.”
http://www.timesofmalta.com/articles/view/20120108/local/muscat.401540
Krista Sullivan’s father owns Sesco Investments, who used to run Ziffaphone in Valletta. Anyone with some time on their hands might be interested in reading this, and running a search for Sesco on it: http://www.parlament.mt/file.aspx?f=12168:
“Fir-rigward tal-kontijiet f’isem il-kumpanniji Miles Manufacturers Ltd, Sesco Trading Co Ltd u John Dalli MP Ltd, il-Bord jikkonkludi wkoll li saru irregolaritajiet iżda l-ammonti dovuti fl-1987 tnaqqsu sostanzjalment sad-data tar-rapport.
Fir-rigward ta’ ammonti f’isem individwi avvanzati mill-branches imsemmija il-Bord jirrimarka li hemm suspetti serji (extremely suspect) li dawn ġew approvati mic-Chairman Dottor J M Buttigieg u li l-persuni nvoluti qatt ma ħallsu lura. Il-Bord iżda ma kellux ħin jinvestiga iktar.” (Note: Dr. J. M. Buttigieg being the son of ex-President Anton Buttigieg.)
http://www.parlament.mt/file.aspx?f=12168
Dr J M Buttigieg was the chairman of Mid Med Bank BUT not the son of Anton Buttigieg. Dr John Buttigieg, the son of Anton, was Chairman of Bank of Valletta during the same time.
@Mycroft – OK. Thank you for clarifying the matter.
Standards? These are the same people who boast, at parties, how much taxes they manage to evade.
People who will only follow the money to create exclusive circles. They will denigrate anyone with an idea or the capacity to articulate an argument as being heavy. When they’re not powdering their nose that is.
Liberalism is, in their books, if they ever came across one that isn’t about self help, a free for all.
As soon as they’re alone, the need to forget their misery takes hold, onto Facebook then.
Very well said.
Daphne, you’re so right about most of the young people prominent in Labour.
I was thinking about it recently and it occurred to me that all the Nakitas and Aarons and Tanders came from rabidly Mintoffian families, just like Joseph Muscat himself, after all. They are all Mintoffians by extraction not conviction.
So much for their ability to think for themselves.
[Daphne – Those aren’t the ones I had in mind in particular, but it’s the same situation. It’s also the reason they hate me. They can’t dismiss my views in the same way I can dismiss theirs (inherited, without thinking about it), and they can’t stand the fact that I have actually sat down and thought about it and decided that yes, I really support the Nationalist Party and its policies because they are so much in line with my own views. They would love for me to have decided that Labour was my party, and are disturbed by how much thought I’ve given to exactly why I can’t stand Labour. And I have, believe me.]
They’re not like the Aarons and Tanders, these will be the ones who’ll vote against promises for favours, business deals, licences, the works.
They won’t be the ones who form part of the PL, they simply want their parent’s privileges back. The network revolves around the business forum and Marisa.
They keep a low profile simply because this is not ‘their’ government.
To all the Krista Sullivans out there: be very, very careful before you try to slander Daphne’s name on Facebook or any of those Labour-backed blogs.
If you don’t like the lady or her writing, that’s OK, but don’t try to make up lies about her to please your sick Labour friends.
If you search ‘All Judgements’ on Judgements online (Ministry of Justice & Home Affairs site) ‘vs Ellul Sullivan’, there’s a deluge. This seems to be a family of smugglers and fraudsters. So let’s not be surprised.
[Daphne – The Ellul Sullivans are extremely numerous and the problems occur in just one particular family of that name. I don’t think it is at all fair to allow these black sheep to tarnish the rest. When families are extensive, it’s inevitable that some might be difficult, and when the surname is recognisable, this makes it problematic for the blameless. So let’s be fair and decent about this, please.]
What perplexes me is that although you make it sound that you have a grudge against all Labourites that is miles away from the true picture. People you work with have a strong link to the Labour past but those never get a mention.
[Daphne – I don’t work ‘with’ anyone. I cooperate with people for work purposes, but work is work. You don’t bring politics into it. You just do the job. Friends are a different matter.]
How about you bring out these measuring scales when you ‘blog’ about the business cooperations of other people?
[Daphne – What measuring scales and what are business cooperations?]
Superbly written, Ms Daphne. I don’t know all the superlatives of praise, but if I did, I’d heap them all on you!
In my professional life I have ‘locked horns’ with both Sidney and his daughter.
I put lock horns in inverted commas as they are such lightweights that I almost felt sorry for them.
Krista, not the sharpest knife in the cupboard to start off with, tried to play the hard nut, shouting and banging on the table.
It took only a couple of admittedly sharp comebacks from my colleague and myself to shut her up and get her daddy simpering and pleading with us. Bitch, I am fabulous indeed.
That’s how she was at school. Some people never change.
Measuring scales: “work is work. You don’t bring politics into it. You just do the job.”
[Daphne – Exactly. Why in heaven’s name would I care how a printer votes? Someone I have to work with every day, or share an office with, or have in the house on a daily basis, then yes, it matters, if for no other reason than that I have to be able to trust the person.]
As Li Ding said, “Superbly written, Ms Daphne. I don’t know all the superlatives of praise, but if I did, I’d heap them all on you!”
X’imbarazz ta’ nies! Prosit Daphne for exposing the truth about these people.