So the battle brewed for a while until it sizzled into a lot of pipe smoking. My point remains. Mark (Falzon’s) discourse was based on stereotypes that we are used to. The question as to whether Mike Briguglio’s presence at the parade means that AD endorsed it remains to be officially answered. My guess is that Mike’s Zminiejietna hat was on at that moment – which can be somewhat confusing.
Vella cannot resist the provocation and we had flashes of the Vella of old – that general grudge that is borne (I know he will try to make me regret saying this but the skin is thick and we have become impervious). MAF is rebuked for being what? A faux-intello who writes for the apologist rag? A patroniser of AD for saying he voted a couple of times? So what? MAF is also a mollycuddled universitarian – residing in the not so ivory complex. Or is he? Maybe we are all mollycuddled because another election is coming up and I do not see the liberal reform movement anywhere near proposing a candidate!
Chess Pieces and Watermelons
Are not always black and white. Just for the info. The “red and blue” variant was quite popular in the eighties and can still be found for chess and draughts. A little bit more imagination is expected from the readers – are we wankellectual or are we not? Whose side are we on? As for the watermelon Anton, it was meant to represent the stereotype in people’s minds. In fact if you look closely I chose a square watermelon. Because you really have to be square to always think in these labels – and not look out of the box. Ok. Not a square… a cube.
Raphael, Raphael, why did it take the mention of faeces to bring you back to these pages? The virtues of shit are multiple but really and truly, time to get this blog up and running I guess. I’m guessing Raphael’s next piece on Sunday will be about fu**ng. The Maltese and fu**ing actually and how the latest European tables put the land of rosaries low down on the natality list while pagan and lay France leaps to the top of the charts. Must be the Carla Bruni effect…. no shit.
Not the blog but the man. Work is becoming a burdensome thing. I want to cancel my subscription to normal life and routine. I want to become a journalist, a farmer, or a librarian. I want to be JPO. Lord give me back my sanity. Either that or the lottery. Please standby till September (hopefully) allows for the resumption of normal service.
Meanwhile Mark their words… they’re amusing. Both of them.