Turns out it wasn’t just the talking heads: Joseph was late as usual
I’ve got a knife up my sleeve.
So I sat before the television looking at Super One’s digital countdown to midnight, expecting the screen to burst into campaign flames when the numbers turned to 0001.
Instead, the number got stuck on 0000 for what seemed like ages, then the screen burst into Miriam Dalli looking like she wished she were at home in bed, that plucked chicken Stefan Zrinzo Azzopardi and the President of the Republic’s daughter-in-law Lydia Abela.
They bored on a bit about Joseph’s exciting Tweet (wow, a Tweet! Amaaaaaaazing) so I went off to make a cup of tea.
When I returned, I found the Super One cameras focussing on an empty stage, then finally Joseph walked onto it with Me Shall (“Yaaaas, yaaaaas, I rally laff Chanel” – that was her on Lsien in-Nisa).
Now he’s on a podium with MALTA TAGHNA LKOLL on it.
And what do you know, it’s a press conference. Those reporters are standing about waiting for the pearls of wisdom to fall from Muscat’s lips, when they should be sleeping or having a drink in a bar.
They should have sent him to hell and told him to call his press conference at a normal time like normal people. The first thing a politician should have is respect for others.
That’s why the only other politician we know who summoned people routinely to meetings at midnight or 1am was Muscat’s hero, Dom Mintoff.
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Doesn’t the billboard remind us all of typical Labour promises?
Looks like a hot air balloon to me, in line with their promises.
It would have been more appropriate to summon the journalists at this unholy hour to tell the electorate how Labour will lower the W&E bills come March 10th.
That’s what the electorate has been waiting for, not hot air………balloons.
A total joke. And these idiots are to govern?
And I wasted 20 minutes.
Back to ESPN. Seattle Seahawks vs Washington Redskins, NFL wild card game, live. At least when these guys hit, it hurts.
Seahawks won! Love Seattle. Almost part of Canada.
Well, there were also the Harry Potter launches that used to be held at midnight. You know, the story about the prodigious boy with a magic wand that would solve everyone’s problems.
[Daphne – Well, given Me Shall’s obsessive reading of Fifty Shades of Grey, we know for a fact that what we’re dealing with here is not a magic boy with a prodigious wand, anyway.]
Ahem, would that be ‘The Somewhat Weary Wand’? Harry Potter tried that one, but found it not stiff enough.