Now I’m really, really angry: Not content with trying to obstruct almost everything our all-new and squeaky clean leader is trying to do, in order to make Malta a paradise in the Mediterranean, those few remaining trolls on the Opposition benches have now gone too far.
With everything set up and all systems go for our Jo-zeff’s brilliant and innovative Passports for Peanuts scheme, wouldn’t you know it... they are already threatening to reverse the legislation when (if) they ever get back to power.
And even allowing for the fact that my baby son will be a pensioner before that happens, their bloody-minded, obstructionist attitude just makes me fume.
For goodness sake! Don’t they want hordes of free-spending zillionaires spending fortunes betting at the Marsa races, or on Malta’s ‘Song for Europe’ winner? And are they incapable of appreciating how much our economy will benefit from the wags of these same oligarchs blowing their hubbies’ dodgily-earned loot in the exotic boutiques of Hamrun and Bormla?
And now they’ve even wound-up the European Parliament over the situation. I mean, what’s it got to do with them? I would strongly advise them to mind their own business, this is between Jo-zeff and the zillionaires, nothing whatever to do with Europe.
I wouldn’t blame our charismatic and lovable (c & l) leader if he turned to the Opposition and the EP and said: “Well, stuff you! We’re going ahead with it anyway” – which is more or less what he actually did say... so there! But what people – especially the lick-spittle running dogs of the Opposition – seem to forget is that ours is a listening government: Malta Tagħna Lkoll... remember?
And as our head honcho, Jo-zeff is the one who listens the most. The fact that after listening... attentively... he does bugger all about it – is neither here nor there. He – Jo-zeff – is merely going along with the wishes of the majority... and if I may be permitted to say it – the biggest majority in the history of civilisation as we know it.
Who on earth could possibly object to Joz-eff... plus his mate Jaysin’s notion of turning poor, run-down Strait Street in Valletta into another Paceville?
And now I’d like to say a word or two about all the fuss that’s been stirred up – (by guess who?) – surrounding some of the new-ish administration’s appointments. Just because we promote a somewhat less than dazzling buck-private to the rank of nine-star general, in charge of our crack modern army, there is a gnashing of teeth and a wringing of hands among the Tal-Pepe contingent.
Oh grow up, won’t you! Whining on about this and about the fact that my own personal chief canvasser is today running the most important and sensitive arm of our police force will get them nowhere. Let’s face it, illiteracy was no barrier to Jenghis Khan’s spectacular advancement... and Kim Jong-Un seems to have done OK for himself without even a single GCSE.
But back to lauding the achievements of Jo-zeff’s fledgling administration – of which I am proud to be a member... if only – as yet – a very junior one. Most people will remember the Arriva debacle – affectionately known among aspiring government MPs as Austin’s cock-up.
Well, you will all now have seen that it took Jo-zeff’s skill and resource to kick Arriva out and mend the system. Bravo Jo-zeff and bravo again. Is there no end to his political acumen... nay genius? I’ll answer that shall I... no not yet, not ever.
Then what about his latest wheeze. Who on earth could possibly object to Joz-eff... plus his mate Jaysin’s notion of turning poor, run-down Strait Street in Valletta into another Paceville? Who?
Well, obviously the short-sighted killjoys on the Opposition benches... yes both of them (Opposition members – not benches). When will they learn that they were voted into Parliament to support the totally necessary and worthy policies of the government, not to oppose them?
And so our c & l leader goes from strength to invincibility. For his is already the ultimate achievement, name me another Maltese prime minister who has raised the sick, cured the dead or walked – unaided – across Grand Harbour? (Not yet, but... watch this space).
He is truly the new Is-Salvatur!
Comments:
Blue is the colour writes:
Just another sad, sycophantic, socialist spew!
Backbencher replies:
Jealousy will get you nowhere.