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Victor Calleja

Lancing the boil

I’m not sure anyone realised that some other things—both horrible and great—have been happening in Malta and the world while we are choked to boredom by the energy debate currently gripping this rock. Yes there is a life outside our gaseous debates.

Energetic testimonials

God bless this country. It definitely rocks. Now the Labour brigade has announced to us that Jesmond Mugliett approves of their energy plans. Glory be for such wisdom. As I’ve said before, I’m quite ready to be convinced—however not like some...

Electro tricks and trickery

Now it’s full-out war on the battlefields about electric and water tariffs.. I am hardly an expert in spin or in matters electrical. I can hardly change a bulb without a frenzied call to the power station for them to switch off their mainframes...

And let the games begin. But please let them be bloody

My last blog post of the year was all about how close we are to heaven. Malta, that is. Now we’re back in election firework time so I am sure we are going to be given proof that if God exists He surely lives on our rock. Where else would He have...

Il listrina what a great country

Malta is paradise. I know I’ve said this often but so what if I repeat myself? Sounds good and we are in the season of jollity and stuffing so my little repetition—which needs and must be repeated—won’t go amiss. After all Christmas comes every...

Will Franco Debono now ask the Mayan Emperor to resign?

Strange things happen in this world. Today the good old world should be ending but this morning the alarm clock still woke me up with its infernal ringing. So I presume—unless we are all in some delusional post-apocalyptic state—I, and most of us,...

Why don’t we just float away?

Just read a blog which was all about why said blogger is a floater. You know the type—they float and sit on a fence and love spoiling their vote. She explains that this time it will either be AD or maybe she will, at the last minute, decide to...

Lessons from a “certain” Victor Calleja

The Labour media (including the most objective GWU papers) thinks I am a certain Victor Calleja. Hmmm sounds ominous. Or maybe what they mean is that I am unknown and a nonentity. Oh well I know I am that and more (or less?) but at least the horse...

What a glorious place we live in

What a few days these have been. Ever since Dalli was sent packing with hardly enough time to close his attaché case we have witnessed quite a bit. A new EU commissioner was chosen and after a grilling and a keenly expected contest our Tonio...

Hilarious but true

I’m quite often criticised, if not ostracised, for poking some silly fun about the political, social or religious situation on this sunny rock of ours. My critics don’t say my humour sucks, which I’m sure they’d be dying to, but that I should be...