Wearing a padded gilet and jeans to prove how important and cool we are
The prime minister emerged from failed discussions on the sale of citizenship scheme today, wearing a pair of ‘dad’ jeans and a padded gilet with a prominent The North Face logo, trailed by three embarrassed-looking men in suits: Owen Bonnici, Louis Grech and Edward Zammit Lewis.
He walked up to the waiting reporters with an entirely inappropriate swagger, like a club-owner welcoming clients to his premises, and wearing his now trademark ‘flirtatious’ grin. That was inappropriate too, given the seriousness of the occasion and the fact that a stalemate has been reached in government-Opposition talks.
Perhaps he doesn’t understand it, but his lack of gravitas is beginning to grate even with those who voted for him. The cute, flirtatious, casual and cool Joseph act (it worked wonders on many, even as it thoroughly repelled many others) is, in government rather than the ease of Opposition, communicating the message of shallow and irresponsible.
The reason for his obsession with laid-back apparel dates back to his impressionable years, when he observed (really wrongly) that only workmen dress smartly on weekends while rich men wear tracksuits in smart restaurants.
What is sure is that I make it a point to really dress down on the weekend. I have this theory that you can always tell what a person’s line of work is by the way he dresses over the weekend: if he’s all dressed up for a simple meal at a restaurant it must mean that he doesn’t have to put up with suits and ties during the week. On the other hand I’ve seen a very rich man wearing a track-suit in a smart restaurant. That incident must prove my theory right.
– Joseph Muscat interviewed by Ramona Depares in Malta Today, 6 January 2002
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Why doesn’t he wear a decent fitting suit and tie that is befitting of his position?
He is turning into Ali G with Castille as his homey’s crib, a place he can chill out in with his home boys.
Oh my! That is what i thought too when I saw the video on Times of Malta. Is this what the Prime Minister wears?
Even more whilst having highly important meetings at Castille? No respect to his position at all.
Young cannibals argue in the same way.
What they see around them is the accepted norm.
So did and still does Joseph Muscat.
Mintoff always wore casual outfits. Now Muscat is having a go at it.
The Mintoff Labour curse on the Christmas season once again walks the land.
Somehow Joseph seems to be a cross between Silvio and Benito, a buffoon.
I thought more or less the same things as soon as I saw this on timesofmalta.com earlier this evening.
What a clown of a Prime Minister we got lumped with.
I see and the fact that the former might just know what is appropriate and what isn’t whilst the latter doesn’t never occurred to him?
“Even if the Maltese give in to reason, and drop this scheme, it remains important that the European Parliament debates this issue.”
http://edition.cnn.com/2013/12/21/world/europe/malta-citizenship-program/
Shallow, ridiculous and embarrassing Prime Minister of Malta. God save Malta.
I love it when I see Louis Grech looking like a 66-year-old fool standing next to, or behind, Joseph Muscat, the 40 year old who always comes across as totally out of his depth.
You can see the pain in Grech’s face as he observes Muscat and as he hopes that some sense comes out of Muscat’s mouth.
[Daphne – Oh, I disagree. If he really did find it painful or awkward, he wouldn’t be there, would he. He loves it.]
Not to be crass, but the only thing that Louis Grech will ever find painful or awkward is not being able to get it up. Vide his curriculum.
Muscat’s strained grin is in such contrast with the grim visage of his following attendants who seem to be more conscious of the situation.
We must be the first country ever to have a branded prime minister.
Not very sharp of the local agents for The North Face though, they’ve killed half their brand’s market, area manager please note.
Red Devil it is, molto vintage.
Manners maketh man not money. If it’s a smart restaurant the diner should wear smart clothes irrespective of whether he is rich or not.
Once a slob, always a slob.
Maybe the sponsorship agreement states that he must wear The North Face on Saturday mornings, even in bright sunshine.
The peasant PM could have done with a pair of wellies, a knit cap and a hoe.
Muscat is the epitome of total emptiness.
Well, my wife and I, on a brief visit to Malta, decided to stop at Caffe Cordina in Valletta for a cup of coffee and some pastizzi. As I walked into the café, I saw Dr Busuttil, Dr Azzopardi and another Nationalist MP at a table. They were chatting and had a twinkle in their eyes. This was at about 1pm. They were impeccably dressed and they might have been still amused at the sight of the Michelin Man in Castille.
Rich and intelligent men dress appropriately according to the occasion.
On the other hand, chavs are chavs whatever the occasion, and dress themselves accordingly.
Pleb.
God how pathetic he is. So he wants to give us the impression that he is a rich man. So much for il-partit tal-haddiem.
That insufferable smirk – izjed ma jaghddi iz-zmien izjed tikber id-dehra ta’ ragel indigest u antipatiku.