Minn jahseb li hu xi haga, jittendi li ma jaqghax. Jekk ghandek hila irrispondi l-mistoqsija u jekk ghandek il-faham miblul ibqa sejra kif int b’dawk ir-risposti.

One needs to make an effort to ignore someone. To regale them with the importance of making such effort means that you do give a damn about them even if it is a negative feeling.

In the meantime such negative feelings usually consume the one who feels them whilst the person who they are directed at are either oblivious or simply couldn’t give a damn.

In her attempt to appease her over-inflated ego, she has proved to all and sundry that she doesn’t even know what her position entails.

Furthermore, I would invite Ms Boffa to do some research in order to find out the status of popularity of this website.

If Lara Boffa thinks that by ignoring you, you are going ‘to doubt your own existence’, she is once more showing her low intellectual level.

[Daphne – If I earn my living as one, Martin, which I have done for many years now, then yes, I’m a journalist. It is a little tiring how members of the ignorant masses seem to believe that all journalists are reporters and that the words ‘journalist’ and ‘reporter’ are interchangeable. They are not. A newspaper photograph is a journalist. The writer of a cookery column in a magazine is a journalist. A film reviewer is a journalist. A columnist is a journalist. A reporter is a journalist. All reporters are journalists but not all journalists are reporters. This dreadful business began when The Times started calling its reporters journalists and everyone else followed suit. They are reporters. Not so long ago, instead of their by-line you’d have ‘by a staff reporter’. A journalist can be anything at all really, but a reporter is a reporter. They say ‘journalist’ rather than ‘reporter’ because they think, wrongly (as you do) that it sounds ‘higher status’.]

Come on, Lara Billboard, please tell us why and how you were put on the Malta Council for Science and Technology’s payroll.

Yes, I remember Lady Boffa urging us to vote PN. She must be turning in her grave at her granddaughter’s actions.

[Daphne – I doubt it. A woman that smart would have seen it coming when her son married a Mintoffian hairdresser from Zejtun, half his age. Not that you need to be particularly smart: despite knowing nothing about them at the time, I intuited the situation when I saw Lara Boffa and her mother speaking for Muscat and Labour under that tent. I had the feeling that Lara Boffa’s mother was ‘doing it on purpose’ and that she hadn’t required much persuasion at all. Mrs Boffa showed herself clearly to be from a completely different social background to what you would expect, and was barely articulate even in Maltese. She also looked way too young to have had Paul Boffa, who I knew died before I was born, as a father-in-law. So I instinctively put two and two together: socially ambitious Mintoffjana from God knows where marries bachelor old enough to be her father and, because of the huge generation gap between the spouses, is the dominant (if not the sole) social and political influence in her daughter’s life. I see now, from all the information pouring in, that I wasn’t wrong.]

If Muscat believed in that principle, he would have fired himself already.

Lara Boffa was not short-listed, but short-chosen, by the very vertically challenged JPO himself, no doubt acting on the advice of Prime Minister Joseph Muscat, who seems to have run out of grace and favour posts to dish out to unprincipled, incompetent, opportunists.