Ma jmurx jiehu flissjoni, miskin. Ilbist flokk ta’ taht, Joseph?
Bongu Malta Socjalista 2013
Last night’s Labour igloo event – or was it the pink tent? – was cancelled because of the bad weather.
So we were treated to an hour-long interview with Joseph Muscat by ace Super One reporter Anthony David Gatt (he of the third-class brain; amazing how dull eyes are almost invariably an indicator of dull wits), in the safety of the Super One studio.
I couldn’t understand what Muscat was saying, because his tie was too distracting and it clashed with the set design, but never mind. Michelle can’t have been thinking straight.
Meanwhile, Lawrence Gonzi pressed ahead with a planned public meeting. The tent didn’t leak, lots of people turned up, and no one died of exposure.
You can read that as a metaphor for the difference between government by a real prime minister and government by a spoilt prat.
More literally, you can see the difference between the two men. Gonzi ploughs right in and carries on, whatever the weather. Muscat scurries to the safety of a studio at the first sign of rain, ma jmurx jiehu flissjoni.
He’s no Bear Grylls, that’s for sure. He even manages to look wet, flabby and ineffectual while on a machine at the gym.
And Muscat expects us to believe that he’s the safer option. I’d say what I really think of that, but it’s too rude. They might burst into tears and accuse me of being negative about them, the poor, poor babies.
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Ah, so he was on Super One. What program was it, Cunt on One?
Yeah,as safe as a bust condom.
Joseph Muscat was at the Bidnija shooting range today.
Would be good to know if he had invited his best friend Toni Abela to go there with him.
“This is like calling your best friend over and then shooting him in cold blood. It was political murder.” – Anglu Farrugia
http://www.timesofmalta.com/articles/view/20130203/interview/-Political-murder-.456016
Looks like it was not the dome yesterday, as the dome has been going up for a week, yes since Monday, for the event to be held tomorrow evening in Siggiewi.
It’s just opposite the civic centre, the very building the Labour Party had taken over for 25yrs on the eve of the 1987 election.
I do not know how they’re going to have a new power station up and running in 104 weeks when it took them a whole week to build a temporary dome.
Taqbdu l-flissjoni?
I’ve just seen the video on ToM of Muscat’s serious allegation about a minister putting undue pressure on the police. I never thought that anyone could outdo Alfred Sant on making baseless allegations for political advantage but clearly Joseph Muscat does.
The key difference between Sant and Muscat is that the first one believed in transparency and accountability across both sides (in the process upsetting many labour supporters), whereas the latter is blatantly turning a blind eye on anything his side of the fence.
That’s enough to change my voting intentions from “not voting” to “anything but labour”.
This morning Joseph visited Bidnija. They should have invited you over given the proximity.
I’d have gone a step beyond that actually. I’d have left the pissoir behind, and asked you to step in. As pissoir of course what else. And would have used it too!
[Daphne – I don’t live anywhere near the shooting club. It’s a 30-minute walk away. I would be useless to Muscat as a podium. I’m taller than he is, even in flip-flops.]
More qammilezza from that sleazbag of Manuel Mallia:
http://www.maltarightnow.com/?module=news&at=Aktar+ka%26%23380%3Bi+ta%27+preferenzi+minn+esponenti+tal%2DMLP&t=a&aid=99844786&cid=19
Takes the biscuit.
Bahri tal-bnazzi.
Gonzi’s events went ahead, even at the Mosta tent when it was raining heavily.
Imbasta bil-warm-up tracks ta’ Pitbull.
Albert Gauci Cunningham goes a long way http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9kQUz6-6VDY
Hemm hi l-ingravata ta Daphne.
Jowzef and the amazing technicolour dreamtie.
OR Lawrence of Arabia and his fantasies in Malta…….
He is a mummy’s boy, you can’t expect any better.
Let’s face it I doubt he ever worked hard to achieve anything in his life. His mummy probably spoiled him rotten, he then replaced her partially with Michelle and God only knows who did his homework.
” God only knows who did his homework”
It wouldn’t have been his mother or granny, that’s for sure.