Just when you think that Premier Joseph Muscat can't get any more transparent, he goes a step further.
I am not using transparent here in anything approaching, even remotely, a good sense, but in the more proper sense of us now being able to see right through him.
When Panama Konrad was wittering on in his little love-fest with Reno Bugeja, on Labour's own personal station, he also flew a kite for better transparency, maybe this is what he meant too, that we're become able to see right through him.
So, with the albatross that is the Konrad/Kasco tandem tightening its grip inexorably round his neck and quite clearly being unable, or unwilling, to take the proverbial boot to them, what does Premier Cafe' Joe do?
Sorry mate, leaving aside a few Billboard Babes and the terminally bewildered, no-one is kowtowing to your agenda any longer
Easy peasy lemon squeasy, he reverts to type and tries a classic diversionary ploy, shamelessly abusing and manipulating one of the pillars that supported his "please get me elected so I can make the best of it" machine, the gay lobby.
The discussion on gay marriage is one that we simply do not need to have, the principles of the argument having long been resolved, happily in favour of human freedom and dignity, but clearly, Premier Gaffarena dearly wants to divert our attention.
Sorry mate, leaving aside a few Billboard Babes and the terminally bewildered, no-one is kowtowing to your agenda any longer.
This statement excludes the so-called journalists that gorge at the Where's Everybody trough: Xarabank on Friday evening is to discuss abstinence, the Church on gay conversion and someone getting whacked in Paceville.
Because those are the real stories, the ones that journalists who preach "ġurnalizmu fuq kollox" just have to tackle. Honourable men, such as Gordon Cordina, walk away from the appalling mess that is oozing out of every aspect of Panamagate (it's a justified use of "-gate", something as seemingly insignificant as a €92 company eventually brought Nixon crashing down)
Others, it seems, are not troubled by the stench that permeates the atmosphere and are happy to ignore the morals of the people they are OK to associate with or, even worse, to divert the Great Unwashed with non-issues and banalities.
There are also some pockets of resistance, it need hardly be said, that insist on drawing a parallel between the antics of this bunch of clowns and what used to go on in PN times.
These smug gits, thankfully few and with such "transparent" agendas that they can almost be discounted, don't seem to be able to understand, or more precisely they choose not to, that a) the PN paid the price and b) the stench did not, for all the spin these wannabe Premier Joe's minions had put on it themselves, come from anywhere near the places it's coming from now, and nor did it stink so horribly.
When you think about it, and these clearly don't, we trust people like Premier Joe, Panama Kon, Kasco Keith and all the assorted others to work for us in positions where they can find out everything about us and act on this knowledge, pretty much at will and as they like.
When you have people in these positions who respect the Rule of Law and know, instinctively, if you like, the right thing to do, it's not worrying.
On the other hand, when you have people in place who clearly have a mindset that perceives and embraces an alternative - and much less attractive - reality, it's time to worry, and then some. See you on Sunday, I trust.