Bottom of the barrel: the Labour mayor of Hal Qormi

The mayor is the one on the left. For a time, she advertised herself – saying she is Nuxellina from Catania – on an Italian website which hawks ‘hostesses’ for suspect purposes.

Now she works for Phyllis Muscat on the Commonwealth Heads of Government Organisation Committee, having given up her job as a teacher at a boys’ school (the headmaster must have been out of his mind) for a place on the public payroll like most of the rest of the Labour crowd post March 2013.

The one on the right is her best friend, Sandy Mallia, a nail technician given to uploading suggestive selfies on Facebook and of whom there is, somewhere on the internet, a sex video from which the screen-shot shown here was taken. I have obviously cropped out the bottom bit because this site has a readership of all ages – and please rest assured that no amount of begging is going to persuade me to give you the link.

What trash.

The Labour Party has become a giant skip. How offensive for those who support it for genuine reasons, and who have to contend with this army of tacky weirdos, creepy guttersnipes, men and women on the make, prozzies and glorified or actual trailer-trash.

A screen grab of some sleazy action with the mayor’s best mate – you really don’t want to see the rest because you’ll just despair at the way Malta inhabits a parallel universe.