I watched the rerun of the debate that was to be held on Friday but postponed to Saturday because of Labour's cheap manipulative stunt, cynically taking advantage of the Debono person's particular needs.
It was scary. Seriously scary.
Labour's Deputy Leader, Dr Anglu Farrugia, relied on continuous interjection and interruption, on scattering pseudo-facts without the slightest respect for their accuracy and on smug grins, quite clearly utterly insensitive to the stark reality of the poverty of his debating skills.
He obsessed about an Appeal Court judgement that he said vindicated his weird and wonderful vote-buying allegations of just after the last elections, when it fact all the judgement found was that an employer had shot his mouth off too much about jobs being threatened if Labour are elected.
A dumb employer, to be sure, but hardly proof of Farrugia's conspiracy theories, which went down in flames after the elections and haven't quite done a Phoenix as yet.
Just as an aside, precisely where does the Deputy Leader of a major political party, who hopes to be Minister of Justice in a few months' time, get off accusing a member of the judiciary of political bias?
Respect for the Rule of Law, did anyone say?
Apart from that mild obsession, we got the usual plethora of half-baked ideas, vague slogans and fiction masquerading as fact. Amusingly (well, tragically, really) Farrugia had the effrontery to make cheap jibes about Simon Busuttil being scared to take on that Debono fellow, when the reality of the situation was that it was Farrugia who had backed out of the debate on Friday, cravenly.
What is it about Labour, that they seem to have decided that they have some God-given right to set the agenda?
They want to decide who goes onto which programmes, who presents them, what should be discussed and whether (or not, generally not) to answer any question. Farrugia was the very embodiment of this on Saturday.
It is scary that this sort of mentality, come 9th March, has every chance of being elected to run the country. All in all, it was generally a depressing evening. For my sins, which must be many, I first watched that Debono person ranting on and on and on, failing to answer a single question and talking at machine-gun speed about his pet peeves.
I don't know what he's taking, but I want some - the Energiser Bunny has nothing on him. He also had the nerve to make cheap jibes about Busuttil not wanting to debate with him (you don't debate with someone like Debono, you sit and watch him rant) but he's been parroting Labour for months now, so there's nothing new in that.
Can we now start to ignore Debono, though, he is no longer relevant, and it's becoming a bit like bear-baiting?
Luckily, there were some voices of sanity: Norman Vella did a fine job in bringing out Debono in his true colours and Simon Busuttil was a superb contrast to Farrugia's bluster and bluff, clinical and precise, making his every shot count.