The guilty man who avoids my calls and tweets at me instead

Joe Gerada won’t take my calls or answer my messages, but he tweets at me instead. The most important thing to remember here is that when I uploaded my story on Monday night, I had no idea who the bald man with the Minister was, and nor did my source. I found out the next morning.

But thinking I already knew, Gerada had taken down his Facebook page as a precautionary measure and spent the entire day refusing my calls and messages, then set his phone to automatically reject my number. And this when I hadn’t so much as mentioned his name on my website.

If he hadn’t been in the brothel, he would have said “Ara, Daphne’s ringing me. I wonder what it’s about. EU Presidency policy, maybe?” and he would have answered, as a responsible government official does.

I’m not pointing this out as proof that he was in the brothel, because I know for a fact that he was in that brothel on Monday night. I’m just describing how very stupid he is, and how recklessly insane the Minister of the Economy is to go joint-bonking in a whorehouse with somebody like that.

It’s bad enough that he goes bonking in a whorehouse in the first place, let alone while a guest of the German government, but taking a tool like that with him?

Incidentally, had you heard the one about the Minister for the Economy and the foam party in Berlin? No, I hadn’t either before tonight. I’m trying to find out more. My first reaction, though, was: how sad do you have to be to go to a foam party in your 40s. Il-vera qabda losers, msieken. Qishomx xi David Gandy.