Use your heads, please

Use your heads, please. Why would I invent a story – out of the blue – saying that Chris Cardona was right there that minute in a brothel called the FKK Acapulco in Velbert, Germany, with other specific details of what went on there?

It’s obvious that something like that isn’t going to be invented – not by me, anyway. Not by anyone who’s got their name to it.

It’s also obvious that I know the person who told me, well enough to trust him completely. It’s even more obvious that no man is going to invent a story in which he himself features as having been in the brothel and therefore able to see the Minister for the Economy, accompanied by another Maltese man he didn’t know but has since identified from photographs, in the buff.

In those situations, you are faced with a choice based on conscience (and yes, even men who go to brothels have a conscience which kicks in). Do you avoid trouble and keep quiet about something so important, to protect yourself and avoid hassle – rajt ma rajtx, smajt ma smajtx. Or do you tell one person you can trust not to reveal your identity?

This person didn’t leave the brothel, go to his hotel and think about it. No time passed. He communicated the information while still at the FKK Acapulco, while the Minister for the Economy and his companion were still there too.

That’s the sum of it. Christian Cardona and Joe Gerada are both liars. It’s one reason why both of their wives got rid of them, and those two wives are probably the least surprised at this story.