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Victor Calleja

Thoughts of a better new year

Happy New Year dear readers far and wide. Any size you are, any persuasion, any colour or creed, and any sexual propensity you might have or suffer from I bid you good things for this ending and the new beginning. These are times of expectancy—not...

Courting disaster

Christmas back in times of old when loons ruled and we were falling headlong into third worlds was a time for shocks. When I was young and socialists were in power we used to get a few bombshells every Christmas. It was a sort of celebration of...

Loons rule

I met a friend lately—a switcher who is the only one I know who still raves about the new government—who told me I’m too biased against Joseph Muscat and his team. I’m truly sorry. So I put hand on heart, asked myself if I am being fair. All I...

Give me a break

It’s the season to be jolly, so ho ho ho and happy holidays to all. But hold on—should your pre-booked holidays always be enjoyed? Now that is a question which I would like to answer with a resounding YES so that you will all think what a nice...

More March hare stories

So I was climbing out of my hole back in March and I said to myself—welcome to a brave new world where the sun doth shine, the days be warm and the world be brighter. Yeah I remember most fondly that day of March 9 when all the ills of the country...

We are history

Let’s talk history. Even if we keep hearing that we should not talk of what happened then and only talk of now, I think in the final analysis history can’t escape us. After all, if one had to be exact, we are only history and the present is but a...

Red-carded by the EU?

I’m so stumped I can’t speak. Tongue-tied. Too many people saying the same thing. All abroad seem to be laughing at us and our crazy scams of citizenship sales. So I have still said my bit and shall carry on to say more. This PL promised us open...

Hail to a liberty hero

I hate making a fuss and I hate writing about the same subject twice. But above all else I hate any attempt—direct, indirect or by stealth—to stifle our liberty. So excuse me if I harp on again about the hero of the moment, Norman Vella. Yes, from...

The road to perdition

Let me be honest. I’m always honest—promise—but this time I want to be honester. I’m worried. I’m worried sick. The things that are happening around us are supremely worrying. Malta is getting back to the times when we were gripped by fear. I’m...

Wake up and smell the pong

Walking merrily on the Sliema promenade a few days ago was perfect bliss. Summer stifling heat is over, the hordes of walkers are less taxing and the brain actually works. But the pong from the horses’ doings, even if less horrid than in the heat,...