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Can anyone of you reading this blog right now, afford to take four weeks off?

No?

Tough cookies!

It's probably because you're in the wrong business.

You see, our politicians (you know those who are paid out of our taxes) can.

Unbelievably, or perhaps not so much, the House decided to take 25 days of holidays for Easter, so parliament has now been adjourned for Monday 23rd April.

If we didn't know any better, we'd think that we're so sorted, everything is moving along so smoothly, Malta is flying so high over the rainbow, that there's no urgency whatsoever to work on the 14 pending bills currently in front of the House.

To be entirely fair, The Opposition said that it was scandalized by the decision, but then again, The Opposition would wouldn't it?

And before some wise commentary accuses me of PN-bashing, let it be known that I would have felt, and said the same thing, had Stalin, Kennedy, or Muscat been in power instead of Gonzi PN.

Call me a political pundit, an armchair critic, a political junkie, call me a-know-it-all, but seriously.... four weeks?

Maybe I'm just deluding myself into thinking that by pointing out the ridiculousness of such a decision, and by seeing beyond any political party's PR machine, I can move the average Joe like me into action.

But I do get desperate at times because I'm fully aware that mostly I'm preaching to the converted, and hardly ever getting to those on that stiff political divide.

I am quite aware in fact that my real target audience doesn't read past the first few words of what I write.

If I'm criticizing Joseph Muscat or The Opposition at large, most Labourites don' t even make it to the second sentence, and if I'm criticising the Government, I know that Nationalists are sooner commenting on my piece rather than reading it!

So what to do?

I try to console myself in the knowledge that it's only natural to flock with those who share the same thoughts and core values.

I tell myself that it is easier to stay on the cushioned road of least resistance, and that it's only natural for those posing sensible arguments against our deepest believes and convictions to make us feel uncomfortable, angry and frustrated.

In fact I'd say that for most, opposing ideas are as welcome as a fart in a telephone box.

Yet kicking politicians' behinds remains one of my favourite hobbies, because truth be told, sooner or later we'll all pay the consequences of their messes.

In democratic countries like ours, politicians are there because we put them there. We elected them to have them represent us.

So, in real terms, the mess is ours, not theirs.

The responsibility lies with us.

If they don't deliver; if they craftily award themselves €600/week and then take a four week break for Easter, it's our responsibility to get them off their big fat behinds to fix the mess.

Edmund Burke once said "All that is necessary for evil to triumph is for good men to do nothing."

I dare apply some poetic license to rephrase that to –All that is necessary for politicians to lie back, relax and enjoy the ride, is for good men and women to let them.