That’s what I call stamina
UPDATED: If you’ve just seen this, don’t bother tuning in. That spiteful Communist snake-in-the-grass, Evarist Bartolo, is speaking now in his Patri Benedettu monotone.
I’m listening to Beppe Fenech Adami speaking in parliament about the theft of private buildings by the Labour government, for use by the Labour Party as clubs or to raise revenue for the party.
Given that he’s just been through such a massive trauma, that’s what I call stamina. And what’s more, his content and delivery are excellent.
I’ve just heard him on the subject of how the Labour Party decided it wanted Esso’s land at the docks to build a party printing press there (called Freedom Press, if you please), and how Mintoff, so as to acquire the land, engineered a war on Esso and forced the company out of Malta.
Had it been Joseph Muscat who’d just been through extensive chemo/radiotherapy and serious surgery involving the removal of one shoulder, he would have been holed up at Girgenti taking it easy in a darkened room for weeks or months, with Ariadne Massa nestled at his feet interviewing him through his tears. Remember all that drama and those ‘the hero who was blinded by the light’ interviews when something went wrong with Nexos’s lighting system in that tent?
Should you wish to listen, you’ll need to do so via TVM’s live streaming of Radio Malta (or via an actual radio). Parliament’s live streaming service is, for reasons unknown, not operational. Link below.
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Buon sangue non mente.
Hear, hear Beppe!
I just stumbled over the last part of an item on News.MT on One TV.
Was that Ian Castaldi Paris eulogizing Joseph Muscat and his style of government?
[Daphne – Another neurotic Maltese man. This place is full of them. Do we blame genes, parenting or lifelong cabin fever on a crowded island with no privacy, for these personality problems?]
I disagree that these people are neurotic.
They most certainly are not.
They are opportunists, lackeys, turncoats, sluts, eunuchs and bums. In the vernacular commonly referred to as “pufta”.
People with an inadequate personality yes but not neurotics.
The Italian term that describes them so very well is “furbo”.
I can’t believe how these people are so keen to humiliate themselves for so little.
The PN seemed to attract a lot of these obnoxious people.
Parenting and the culture of mammoni.
His mother Nanette Castaldi Paris is a PN councillor on the Sliema Local Council. So much for councillor vetting.
She, like Silvio Zammit and a number of other councillors, was pushed to the post by Robert Arrigo.
The PN really needs a clean up from top to bottom.
Am I the only one to remember the shenanigans when Joseph Muscat had sprained an ankle at the August Moon Ball while he was still Leader of the Opposition some years ago?
First he vanished out of sight, avoiding all public appointments. Then he escaped on a holiday aboard an MSC cruise.
Was that when he returned with a Silvio Berlusconi style scalp lift which went wrong?
A shining example. Takes after both his parents.
Excellent speech
Joseph Muscat can’t even deal with his baldness.
In my very humble opinion the future of our country rests in the hands of British medicine.
If they are able to offer Beppe a good prognosis we stand a good chance of emerging from the pitiful situation we are all (except the nomenklatura) in . And that in around ten years’ time.
The chances I would rate as fifty fifty.
If Beppe succumbs to his nasty medical condition then we, as a country, are all in deep trouble.
British medicine is historically the best worldwide. At least for the past three centuries it has been undeniably so.
So let’s keep our fingers crossed and pray to the Madonna Ta’ Lourdes for Beppe and his doctors.
Missed it due to a power cut. The electricity won’t be back on for at least another two hours. Such is life under Labour.
There’s no room for self pity in the Fenech Adamis. We remember his father’s fortitude on black Monday when he was concerned for the safety of the staff at the PN headquarters even though he knew his family and home were being attacked.
There was no self pity in Mrs Fenech Adami a few days later when I met her at a wedding, all bruised in the face, neck and arms. Like parents, like son.
He is as tough as his parents.
Beppe has the cojones to tackle Muscat and his criminal crew, something that Simon Busuttil should be doing but is not.
Of course he has stamina. He’s a chip off the old block.
The Fenech Adamis look at situations that will make other men crumble and say “Is that the best you can do?” The past 35 years have been testimony to this.
Hours before a major heart operation in 1999, Eddie Fenech Adami popped over to a PN club and had a cup of tea with constituents.
I would probably be bent over a loo turning my stomach inside out.
Courage and stoicism run in the Fenech Adami family. They never surrender and that’s why I’ve always admired Eddie Fenech Adami and now his son Beppe.
Can we have the story of how Mintoff and the Partit Laburista grabbed the land of Freedom Press, please?