Do elaborate. I feel you’re struggling to hold in a juicy anecdote or two.

Some iced buns take the shape of subsidies to the garden of Eden.

How would they get their Friday evening white wine and stuffed olives fix then?

That’s exactly what I thought on reading this. I suppose they could argue they are creating jobs but it is more like baking an extra batch of iced buns. Still a lot of hungry lemmings waiting for their bun.

How ridiculously defeatist and melodramatic.

Question things. Write about them. Speak about them. Contact your MP and ask him/her to raise matters in parliament.

Write to a minister to tell him/her what you think. If you have evidence of wrongdoing, report it to the police and send the information to the media.

But, please, no more bloody whingeing about helplessness.

12 to 1 for Toni Attard.

Er, that’s it. I’d nominate Ira Losco myself. She’d bring a certain devil-may-care glamour to the sclerotic ‘local’ culture scene. But then I’ve always thought that art is dead, long live celebrity.

Cometh the bun, cometh the bum, more likely .

Just to put my post into some perspective. I vote PN because I have always believed, now more than ever, that it is the logical choice. I do not need to elaborate on this logic as you have been doing this splendidly.

Unfortunately for Malta, logic is simply beyond the grasp of a substantial chunk of the electorate. I am a certified public accountant and an artist; an oxymoron on two legs if there ever was one.

In my life outside the office I am surrounded by artists. I am neither talking about the pretentious prats that take pride in their beggar cum gypsy chic, who believe that everyone owes them a living, and neither about the KZTs of the world, painting pretty watercolour pictures only fit to grace run of the mill postcards.

Nor and I talking about those pompous Che Guevara-loving theatre directors still stuck in the 1960s, nor movie directors whose Canadian and Hollywood CV reeks of failure and are now back in Malta vomiting Labour propaganda on everyone.

I am here talking about artists that lead a “normal life” but expose all the fire in their belly in their art, the ones who put in their time, took the academic risks and paid their dues. I am also well acquainted with a number of people who are qualified, well versed and with ample experience when it comes to the management of such. I can vouch that not many of these will miss Ms Galea.

In my opinion the title of this post should have been “Hopefully this will not be a case of jumping out of the frying pan into the fire”. My gut feeling tells me that this will be the case but hopefully I am wrong. But please let us not portray Ms Galea’s dismissal as a devastating blow to the arts especially after all the blows that have been dealt since March 2013.

She may be worth a hundred Jason Micallefs, but still her bearing on the MCCA, MAF and the drafting of the Cultural Policy was not one that anyone should apply any plaudits to. A lot of positive stuff that can be attributed to these can be traced to the involvement of others and in certain instances the successes and breakthroughs were in spite of her management.

The allocation of funds left a lot to be desired and a lot of “artistic” projects that were given the green light were not so “artistic” to put it politely and did not even fit in with the set application guidelines.

I myself in my professional competence together with others who are fully qualified to evaluate artistic work had vetted a number of applications; some were successful and some were not.

When provided with the non-acceptance letters for the non-successful projects I just could not believe what I read. Non-successful applicants were being provided with a letter skirting with child-like excuses where each sentence contradicts the previous one. For a laugh I forwarded these letters to couple of friends who are qualified to and work as a proof-readers. The look on their face was priceless.

In posting the dismissal of Ms Galea, as an item with gravitas, on the same blog that provides such valuable information as the “Henley & Partners/Maltese Citizenship” and “Dalli” sagas the latter are devalued.

For the record, for all those of you who are alien to the arts in Malta, please note once and for all that KZT aka Kitten from Malta was never and is not a respected artist. He is not valued by other artists, art critics, connoisseurs and (non-gullible) collectors.

He is a nuisance that the arts community had/has to put up with. His social background, connections, opportunistic character and outright bad manners have somehow afforded him a life as a music critic, newspaper columnist, festival organiser and painter/artist.

The guy reads like a character from Oscar Wilde’s pen wherein the character’s ridiculous bombast and misjudged self-importance we see the reflection of our rotting society.

Thanks, Mrs Caruana Galizia. It is appreciated.