For the benefit of non-Maltese speaking readers, the phrase in the title tries to convey a vindictive, vengeful sentiment on the part of someone who can only be described as a self-absorbed bully who, perversely, thinks he has right on his side and is, in a sense, the victim himself.
It is directed at the real victim and usually is vented in that direction when the bully has won what he sees to be a marked victory. Famously, it is the phrase reportedly spat at Carm Mifsud Bonnici after the House voted in favour of a vote of no confidence moved by the then-Opposition, aided and abetted, morally if not actually (I don't recall, at this distance whether all renegades voted with Labour), by a couple of PN MPs now happily relegated to obscurity.
The Labour Party's new and old Best Best Friends in the artistic and "bread and circuses" sectors managed to find themselves on the receiving end of just such an extension of two fingers in their general direction when the design, and proposed location, of the new Monti (flea market) stalls became known.
The design is, not to put too fine a point on it, hideous. If the person who committed this crime against good taste has an iota of self-respect, he must now proceed to perform virtual Seppuku and hide from public view, never to be seen again trying to impose his weird ideas on the public.
Because, you see, virtually everyone, even, astoundingly, almost every earnest collaborator with the government on matters cultural and publicly amusing, has felt able to come out and actually criticise something Labour-driven, so it must be really, really horrid.
The breaking news on Saturday morning was that the PM had been moved to listen to the howls of horror and had been pleased to let it be known from the heights of Castille that the design would not be allowed to go forward un-changed.
This will no doubt allow the Best Best Friends to feel all warm and fuzzy, because they are buddies with a listening PM, not like before, when their sublimeness (is that a word?) was ignored.
The snag is that while the horrendous design will be changed, hopefully for the better, it seems that the location, cluttering up the Piano masterpiece and rendering a magnificent development into something (now only slightly less) cheap and nasty, will remain.
So really, the BBFs will still have to grin and bear a heavy "hu go fik" spit in the face, but they will now have to shut up and take it, because Muscat and his pre-election deals reign supreme, however much they whine and try to sound critical.