The aftertaste, to-date, of Labour in office can be reduced to one word that takes precedence over all others:

Hnizerija.

No recognition of limits anywhere.

Joseph Muscat set the tone for this, carried it out, earlier promises, then renegotiations.

Another renegotiation for Manwel, another for Michael Cassar.

When scammers promise they reneg also because their dirty work is first done by other people, who they later discard.

First tier promises. Second. Third. And so on.

The lack of conscientiousness is frightening.

Sometimes, the lack of purpose is too.

One may think they’re doing it for some greater profit or goal.

Some do it for the thrill of the kill.

The craziness is something that has roots deep into infancy, childhood and inadequateness.

If Joseph Muscat had a brother or a sister, he would have a terse relationship with anyone with brains, finding a sly way of publicly dissing them.

But he didn’t.

And so it’s us.

Anyone with a grievance and with a dagger to twist was invited on board.

It’s your vices that he’s always needed. Not your strengths.

Strengths follow the “Usa e Getta” route.

This can be overcome at the point of renegotiation, which will repeat itself over and over:

The solution is not to accept any reneg, in any form, whatever the grand carrot of a promise behind it.

Now you will understand that ANYBODY who gets involved with these cycles will end up worse than he started.

It’s beginning to make sense to people.

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This is like the monster of evil eating up souls. The bad ones get devoured first because they made themselves available early on.

But the monster is forever hungry.