Is Luciano Busuttil addicted to Facebook, or was he just reading this website?
Watching the Public Accounts Committee hearing this morning streamed on the net, people noticed Luciano Busuttil’s total lack of interest in the subject under discussion and the reason he was there.
Quite frankly, I don’t think he has what it takes to follow anything like that.
For the entire time, he did not let go of his smartphone or shift his intense concentration from its screen. At one point, you could see his colleagues drawing his attention to his slacking and his fixation with the screen of his phone.
It was up on the big screen opposite him, and had he bothered to look up from his phone, he would have seen what everybody else could see. Instead, he changed screens. A few minutes later the camera angle was changed to drop him out of shot completely.
Times of Malta has accompanied its report of the hearing with a photograph. And guess what? Luciano Busuttil is oblivious to proceedings and shown phone in hand, looking at it fixedly.
Was it Facebook or was it this website? In any case, he’ll enjoy looking at this photographs. He uploaded them himself on his Facebook page, without any privacy settings, presumably because he thinks they are so fantastic and really befitting of somebody in his position.
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I’m in love with Myself.
“I’m in love with the former ‘Hi, I’m the Mayor of Hamrun'”
“Jekk ninheba wara n-Notebook, hadd mhu se jinduna li qed nilghab bil-mobile.”
God’s gift to women.
Keep him tight, darling – Franco Debono’s columnist/lawyer friend might soon be on the loose again.
She’s already hooked another woman’s husband and is keeping him with her father’s money, but why would that stop someone like her?
I agree. Ugly girls/women try harder and also feel the need to prove something to themselves (and others) constantly.
Why are these people so spectacularly unaware of the word ‘inappropriate?’
Because they’re narcissistic.
What a waste of space that man is.
Only him?
Besides, someone should really tell Luciano Busuttil not to wear white linen pants with black underwear at the supermarket. Especially near the meat counter.
If you’re reading this, Dr Busuttil, I wasn’t smiling at you because I recognised you. I was trying to suppress laughing in your face because my parents taught me to be polite.
Nice briefs, by the way.
What an embarrassment these people are to themselves and their position.
They have no inkling of appropriate behaviour, or knowledge of what is required of them in the positions they have been ‘granted’.
Wow, he’s so casual about swinging a woman around with one arm that he still has his jacket hooked over his finger there. Che uomo!
E’ un Uomo da Sogno.
He then grabbed her by the waist and held her tightly to his beating chest.
“My name’s Hamrun,” he whispered gallantly. “Mayor of Hamrun.”
Snap!
“Prosit, nice gie, issa nitfghu fuq Facebook u Lady Deafley titfahhulna fuq ir-Running Nosebook Commentary.”
“Cool.”
Get a room!