Malta is 17 miles by nine and flooded with cocaine, corruption and filthy money

The Opposition leader has said that he holds the Prime Minister personally responsible for the safety of the Libyan go-between who had told the press that he paid large sums of money to Konrad Mizzi’s and Keith Schembri’s tool, Neville Gafa, for medical visas for his compatriots.

That man is now being systematically threatened, and says that he has also been called in by the police and harassed as they tried to get him to hand over his physical evidence.

“It’s like something from a Mafia film,” Busuttil said. Film? What film? It’s reality. For a start, a third of the population across all age groups bar the elderly appears to be hooked on cocaine, which means that countless kilos of the stuff are coming into the country but no couriers are ever caught, let alone actual traffickers and those who finance the deals (because you need lots of cash).

And when somebody finally is caught, he’s a 23-year-old clearly working for some big fish, who’s brought fifteen kilos of cocaine into the island in the fuel tank of a Mercedes car owned by somebody else.

Have you any idea how much 15 kilos of cocaine is, and how many people that supplies? Hundreds of them. A small army of cocaine-snorters who probably eat organic food and talk about progressive liberalism, but then don’t give a rat’s wotsit about the peons caught in indentured servitude and tortured in the South American coca plantations, or all the people murdered in Mexico so that Malta’s nihilists can put white powder up their nose in the lavatory of some loser’s dive, to help them cope with life on a boring little island the size of a toenail, full of horrible people they can’t stand but who have to socialise with relentlessly because they never developed any kind of inner life.

Malta is 17 miles by nine and flooded with cocaine, corruption and filthy – not merely dirty – money. All three are interlinked, because the filthy money from cocaine sales and smuggling is cash and it has to go somewhere. It’s not like ‘something in a Mafia film’, but reality.