A lost opportunity of vandalism

May 29, 2008


The big five shouldn’t go on Xarabank…

May 29, 2008

1 ) Because all the members of Where’s Everybody are part of one of the Labour’s klikkek and have a special interest about who they want as the Labour leader.

2 ) Because the programme is so powerful and the delegates so sheep-like that they will be heavily influenced through the hypodermic needle effect.

3 ) Because Peppi will ask tough questions that will be difficult for the future Labour leader (and hopefully prime minister) to answer.

4 ) Because Xarabank is different from any other programme – it is actually watched.

5 ) Because we wouldn’t want the five people who want to be the new leaders of a horribly disorganised and dying party to have a debate.

6 ) Because we wouldn’t want anything to damage the great reputation of the Labour party.

7 ) Because we wouldn’t want the rest of the population to think that we didn’t choose the best leader.

8 ) Because only the 900 delegates have an interest in who is going to try to be the future leader of our country.

9 ) Because we thought long and hard about it and it makes perfect sense to ask to watch the programme before, or to ask for there not to be an audience, or to ask for the format to be determined by us.

10 ) Because Alfred Sant said so.

 


Sonnet 18 – Shall I compare thee to Alfred Sant?

May 29, 2008

Shall I compare thee to Alfred Sant?
Though art more ginger and more cuddly:
Rough Mike did shake when you dared fly in Schultz,
But the summer campaign’s too short for a wobbly;
Sometimes too hot do our hopeful eyes shine,
When your gold complexion graces our screens;
You promise to win and bring Divorce Divine,
To change nature’s course and do more than the greens.
But don’t let thy eternal promises fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair hair your predecessor wish’st for,
Nor let George blossom and leave you in his shade,
When you go to Brussels while his tree of delegates grow’st.
As long as you can smile and show your carrot-top for all to see,
Say so long to Sant, and save us from Goooonzi.


Sheep of Wrath (The Beginning)

May 29, 2008

Why?

Because the Maltese Blogoshere was created so that what we write might actually be read even if we do not have a column on a Sunday newspaper.

Who?

A student censored by ambition, thirsty for power, hungry for change and excited by anonymity.

When?

Whenever I am alone. Whenever there is something worth writing about. Whenever I am not busy having sex, studying, or working as a real journalist.