Here it is, dear readers: the post that Franco Debono is too immature to deal with
Imagine if he were at the receiving end of everything I have had to contend with over more than two decades, or if he were my sons or my parents or even my sisters, all of whom have been targeted in a truly dreadful fashion.
As for that false hypocrite Muscat, calling for me to be “condemned” for writing this, and “condemning” me himself, why doesn’t he fit a rocket where the sun doesn’t shine and get Michelle to light it?
As most people know, it was his television station which targeted my 19-year-old son, a university student going about his own business, harassing him wth a video camera and then putting him on a loop to incite hatred against him at the worst time possible, when temperatures where running high in an electoral campaign.
Franco Debono’s mother became the subject of debate when she appeared with her son on Malta’s most-viewed programme, Xarabank, to talk about how she raised Franco.
That makes her a legitimate subject for discussion, and if Franco has anyone to blame it’s himself for taking her on the show, and her for agreeing to go and for saying such ridiculous things which betray why her son is the way he is.
Franco’s problem is that he doesn’t understand English and so took the title to this piece literally. How embarrassing to be him.
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Franco Debono’s mother should be arrested and charged with crimes against the state for foisting her ‘tifel biezel’ on us
PUBLISHED: JANUARY 8, 2012 AT 11:05PM
Before watching this, prepare a revolver, a bottle of whisky and a large pack of suicide pills. I mean it.
The man is as crazy as a soup sandwich and the thought of how he got to where he is, and what he stands to do now, will make you despair.
If you assess Franco Debono’s language, terminology and thinking in these clips from Norman Hamilton’s show on Super One yesterday night, you’ll see where the problem began and that he’s still stuck there in the pre-pubescent stage, reciting his mother’s tune of praise.
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How I hate “bir-rispett kollu!”
What does it mean anyway?
[Daphne – It means: “I know that what I am about to say is rude and that you might be upset, but I’m going to say it anyway.”]
It’s the Maltese equivalent to “No offence, but…. I’m going to say something offensive anyway.”
Bir-rispett kollu Franco, imma injurant daqsekk ghadni qatt ma iltqajt.
Thank God I didn’t prepare a revolver, because I would have used it. What a pr…k.
I’ve got mine here. BANG.
We always knew that Franco was a zatat of the first order. His mother on Xarabank confirmed our suspicions at the time when she related the story of how her precious show-off offspring insisted on delivering the priedka tal-Milied even though he was far too young and short, whilst sitting on a soap box.
Manwel Cuschieri’s show on Super One radio just now is jam packed right with semi-iliterate neo-Mintoffjani phoning in, in defence of Franco Debono. So he has some support, after all.
I deserve a promotion! How can I possibly get used to being a mere backbencher after having been a high achieving top student with top marks all my life? Mami, ghidilhom!
It-talenti tieghi jitkellmu wahedhom.
Negotiating with Franco Debono? This is tantamount to negotiating with terrorists holding someone captive and demanding ransom. Pay the ransom and still they’ll kill the captive.
Just one word: JAQQ.
He is such a stupid person that he allowed Norman Hamilton to give him enough rope to hang himself and make a real fool of himself. He certainly does not know what the word modest means. U bir-rispett kollu, Franco mur hudu f’………..
Ah bil-haqq coz I nearly forgot.
Uzgurrrr (as the Xarabank guy would put it), temperatures were running high at the time when tas-super one harrassed your “fuck you” son.
Arukaza.
Its not like you increase the dose when the election fever kicks in. Anzi, you tone it down, tigi qisek a cross between Maria Goretti u Santa Rita….bix-xewka f’sormok imma!
[Daphne – Typical Laburist. Gets a job at Bank of Valletta and spends his working hours using the bank’s internet connection to post abusive comments anonymously on websites that he’s not even meant to be reading while at work. Il-vera bum. I think I’ll give Bank of Valletta’s human resources a ring on Monday and tell them to look for the guy who’s too stupid to know that large organisations have IPs registered to their name. I’ve held off doing so for the past few months, but that’s it now.]
Another usful idiot bites the dust.
It is one thing for a person to become the ‘ subject of debate’ as you put it and quite another for that person to be insulted in the way that you have done.
[Daphne – Insults are part of freedom of speech and one of the prices we pay for the wondrous fortune of living in a democracy. If you don’t like it, emigrate to the nearest dictatorship, and pay that price instead.]
You talk about what your parents, sisters and sons have had to contend with over the years but you forget that you were the cause of everything that happened to them.
[Daphne – I’m afraid that’s not how it works, Joseph. There is a great difference between making yourself the subject of debate by appearing on television to boast about your son, and being made the subject of threats and anonymous slander by those who are trying to silence your daughter/sister/mother/wife. I am not the cause of what happened to them. The Labour Party is the cause of what happened to them. I suppose you are next going to argue that if a woman is raped it’s her fault for going out at night alone, and that her skirt caused it.]
You more than anyone else should know that it is wrong to attack a person’s family just because you don’t like the person. You say, ‘ How embarrassing to be him,’ but the reality is that it would be much more embarrassing to be you or anyone close to you.
[Daphne – I did not ‘attack a person’s family’, my dear. I criticised a woman who went on television to speak embarrassing idiocies about her politician son. I have no idea what sort of family Franco Debono has other than his mother, as she is the only one he mentions. It is not at all embarrassing to be me; it is quite fun, actually, because I am one of the few Maltese women who has complete freedom (which is, I suspect, my real crime in the eyes of your sort). And no, those closest to me are not embarrassed at all, but the contrary. Please bear in mind that there are cultural differences at work here.]
First I’m not your ‘dear.’
[Daphne – You don’t have to be. It’s the idiom.]
All mothers speak ’embarrassing idiocies’ about their children. Your mother would probably do so about you.
[Daphne – You’re quite wrong. My mother doesn’t speak embarrassing idiocies about me (or about anyone else, for that matter). Nor do I speak embarrassing idiocies about my children. This problem appears to be uniquely associated with those women who don’t allow the parent-child relationship to develop into an adult-adult relationship.]
Your reason for attacking the woman was because she was Franco’s mother and you knew it would hurt him. That’s the way you work Daphne.
[Daphne – Oh, does that constitute an attack? My, then what would you call it if her house had been set on fire with her, her husband and her son asleep a few feet from the blaze? If she was threatened by a joke, then it’s no surprise her son is such a sopping wet coward. No, I did not criticise her because she is Franco’s mother. I criticised her because of her attitude and behaviour. Had he a different mother, and one who didn’t show off on television, I wouldn’t have bothered. You’ll notice I’ve said nothing about his father, and it certainly is not because I know that Franco doesn’t give a damn about his dad. How would I know that it would cause him to react so irrationally that he would blackmail the prime minister for five months? I figured he’s nuts, but not so cracked.]
You say that all the stuff your family had to contend with was caused by the Labour Party and nothing to do with you! It’s a bit like being an alcoholic. First you have to admit to yourself that you have a problem, but obviously you haven’t reached that stage yet.
[Daphne – Ah, let’s see whether I follow your reasoning correctly. When a Labour mob burned down The Times building, it was the editors’ fault, for allowing things that annoyed the Labour Party to be published in their newspapers. Let me guess: you vote Labour.]
As for arguing that if a woman is raped it is her own fault, first off what has that got to do with what is being discussed here? Nothing is the answer to that by the way. I would have more respect for women to ever suggest such a thing but I’m sure if I run a search on the web I will find something along those lines attributed to you at some stage.
[Daphne – It was an example I used to illustrate that your reasoning is completely fallacious. It is an exact parallel. You seek to absolve the perpetrators of crimes against my family by arguing that I am to blame for provoking the perpetrators. You have a Labour brain, and those generally tend to be concealed by a pair of boxer shorts.]
Oh and by the way we don’t have to emigrate to find a dictatorship. In case you hadn’t noticed we are living in one at the moment although not for long we hope.
[Daphne – Miskin. I mean it. Ragel ta’ certu eta jirraguna bhal idjota.]
If you expect the current government to be voted out, then, by definition, you do not live in a dictatorship.
Poverty of thought is so unbecoming in those who posture as wise old men.
You are right Mr. Attard we have more than a dictator ruling and ruining a nation, What we need now is a Labour Government which how how and what to do,. And not a dictatorship!
What is more than a dictator and how is a Labour Government (sic) less than one? And why do you care what happens here when you are in the Ukraine (sic)?
Is that your idea of a joke? You really are sick. Do you have any idea how close I was to putting a bullet through my head?
We took this so seriously that on 9 January, thousands of Maltese bloggers were found dead in their homes, lying next to their computers, with a bottle of whisky in their left hand and a revolver in their right, and some suicide pills on the floor next to them, with the Youtube video still playing on their computers and Franco’s voice squawking “jien top student,” “jien tifel biezel” “jien top achiever”…
I do not blame the twerp.
On Malta today there was an article titled:
Gonzi meets Zuckerberg
Many people thought that he actually meet the guy.
For Franco’s sake they meant “The PN will be using Facebook as well” – but the title they chose made it sound more interesting.
http://www.maltatoday.com.mt/en/newsdetails/news/national/Gonzi-meets-Zuckerberg-mobilising-for-a-Facebook-election-20120530
STOP PRESS : I suggest you erase the first sentence. It may spell trouble for weaklings like myself. Had I taken your advice, halfway into the clip, I would be on my way to Hal Ghaxaq with 500 rounds ….. u nahliehom fuq l-ewwel serduq li nisimghu jghid “bir-rispett kollu”.
[Daphne – The revolver was recommended for the purpose of shooting oneself, actually, Phil. DIK IL-BLOKKER QED TGHID LIN-NIES BIEX JOHROGU JISPARAWLI. LAWRENCE IMISSU JIKKUNDANNAH.]
Labour have two weights and two measures, and no principles whatsoever. Franco Debono will feel very much at home with them. Pity, however, that he is foisting them all on us, especially in a time of crisis, when what Malta needs is the steady leadership it has currently got.
NOTE FOR VICTOR LAIVIERA, SPYING HERE WITHOUT COMMENTING – There is no need for me to, as you are wont to say, ‘declare my interest in the matter’, because all the regulars on this blog will know that the author is my sister.
Hey, Franco, here’s your short plank. Now run.
Bir-rispett kollu, naturalment.
F**kwit
Most probably he will not be accepted to contest the coming election with the P.N. I don’t see him the type of person of calling it a day and move over. So, Daphne do you think that he will join forces with PL?
Will he contest as an independent candidate? Or we will see him on the list of AD?
Hey Daphne – do you mind? Now I’m hurt and am going to throw a tantrum.
“Ragel ta certu eta’ jirraguna bhal idjota”.
Jiena ta’ certu eta, imma nirraguna bhal bniedma ta’ sens – forsi mhux ta’ great achiever, top student etc, imma li naf id-differenza bejn demokrazija u l-istat li konna fih 20 sena ilu.