Time has been tough on Gonzi. His story sounds like a horror story—or rather a fairy-tale turned sour.

He became leader of a party in full swing. He succeeded Eddie Fenech Adami, a giant of Maltese politics who hadn’t just tamed but had knocked out the grand old lion of politics, the gruff, rough Mintoff.

Fenech Adami turned Malta from a third-world backwater into a country with a vision, a soul and a thriving economy. Gonzi took over just when the country had achieved the most it could—it was modernised, an EU member and an economy that was doing well. Then GonziPN was born and Gonzi, practically singlehandedly, won the election of 2008 by a slight whisker. The tale was wondrous.

The economy and the country, under the PN with Gonzi at the helm, kept on doing exceptionally well—against all odds and in spite of giant spokes in the wheels of the party in Government. Gonzi, admittedly, committed some terrible mistakes of omission and commission with hara-kiri style tactics. And yet, notwithstanding all this, the country shone on. Libya, the economy and the employment world were more than worthy feathers in Gonzi’s cap.

However, scandals, wrong decisions, less-than-wise comments about people who were known and seen to be wrong were the order of the day. The fairy-tale was starting to resemble a relentless relaying of accusations. The PN was a shadow of its former soul with a leadership in tatters and no idea how to respond to the new kid on the block, Joseph Muscat. Muscat hardly said anything but let the PN rip itself apart and implode while he smiled his Cheshire cat smile, knowing he did not need to do much to sweep Gonzi & Co off their pedestal.

And, come election day, a horde of people snuffed out this fairy-tale of Gonzi, miracle wonder kid. Taunted from the inside, knocked out by Muscat, floored by the mightiest whack in electoral history: a landslide, a tsunami, a knock-out to knock all knock-outs.

But the man is still dignified in his defeat. He has now revealed what afflicted him from the internal warring of his party. He told us in his interview with the Times that Franco Debono bombarded him with messages at all times of the day and night from day one after the electoral victory way back in heady 2008.

That Franco Debono did this is less than dignified. He did it, as we always knew, because he knew his vote could be used as a threat. Gonzi and Co knew that Franco Debono had the power in his parliamentary seat that could topple the government from power so they quaked while he railed.

Now I say: stop the dignity. Ditch the niceness—let’s hear it all. Expose it in all its gore, in all its lamentable detail. Tell us what sort of emails and text messages used to be sent. Let us now dissect, digest and judge.

Dr Gonzi, the time of dignity is gone, the man who taunted with his silliness is now in a position which should command respect that most of us fear he does not deserve.

For the sake of Malta’s future and sanity let’s hear it all and know why this man is the last man Dr Muscat, in his infinite wisdom, should ever have put in any position of importance in this sometimes, oh so silly, land of ours.