Category: Campaign 2013

  • From Brussels with love

    In tennis they don’t use the word zero when counting scores. They have a fancy name for it – they call it love. Some say that the name came from the tennis courts among the nobles in France when they used to call the zero “l’oeuf” (the egg) thanks to its ovoid shape. A tennis…

  • Il-liġi tal-assurd

    Jekk tinzerta tkun qiegħed ħdejn xi bajja Maltija taf tara kartelluni li javzaw lil kull min bi ħsiebu jgħum illi “Topless sunbathing is prohibited”. Dejjem laqtitni din fuq ħafna livelli. L-ewwelnett għax għadna iffissati biż-żejża. L-iskop ta’ din il-projbizzjoni ma hix ċara. Hemm forsi skop sanitarju? Jista jkun li l-“awtoritajiet” qed jikkumbattu il-kanċer tas-sider –…

  • Resigned to reason

    The “Christmas Truce” has gone up in ashes with a Ho! Ho! Ho! and without so much as a by your leave. It was obvious from the start (as we had predicted) that the two parties would be unable to contain the inertia of the electoral swing. The 9th of March has a gravitational pull…

  • Questions of Bias II

    The other issue relating to bias presented itself fittingly just as I was being discharged from my one-day stay in hospital. The one and only guest on Where’s Everybody’s TVHEMM was the indefatigable Franco Debono. Franco’s interlocutor on the programme would be the usual presenter – Norman Vella. The programme was presumably supposed to be…

  • That inexistent opposition

    Anglu Farrugia’s smile should haunt Labour diehards for years to come. I say should because I am convinced that they are probably in the throes of jubilation and singing his praises at how his performance far outshone that of Simon Busuttil. Unfortunately it is only those blinded by the wrong kind of passion for politics…

  • Il franco tiratore

    Oh what a night that was. Xarabank’s editors invited Simon Busuttil and Anglu Farrugia for what was meant to be the battle of deputy leaders only to find that in the last moment the Labour party had opted to send Franco Debono to face up to the nationalist party’s champion. Improvisation is never a spin-master’s…