In 1980 we had an MLP administration and I was a student in Form III. Even then an MLP administration had a pervasively negative effect on my life and the lives of those around me. The PM of the day, Dom Mintoff, decided that a school leaving certificate in Arabic and an O level in Physics were compulsory entrance requirements for the state sixth form and / or University. Additionally, students in church schools were discriminated against and needed more points than state school students to be eligible for university entrance.
Looking back on my years of being a student and then a teacher, I can see that I have always loved learning for the sake of learning. I remember being daunted by having to learn the Arabic alphabet and then pass an exam in the subject in less than 2 years. But mostly I couldn’t understand the point of it all. I resented the pointlessness of learning a paragraph for my ‘composition’ by heart and reproducing it in the exam. Also, matching the text of the comprehension questions with the text of the comprehension without comprehending the text at all so went against the grain. I went from a very laid back, successful student to an exam phobic student and struggled over quite a few years until I regained my self-confidence. I never attended university in Malta. Instead I attended university in London when I was 26 years old and a single parent.
My father and other relatives also went through a spell of turmoil because their act of Civil Disobedience on 29th June, 1982 meant that they lost their jobs or were transferred or suspended. I remember attending PN rallies with my family. I remember being jeered at by other children when returning home from school in my St Dorothy’s Convent uniform. Those teenage years were blighted for me and cast a long shadow over the years to come.
Today I am in the same frame of mind I was in those years. Politicians are meant to serve the country, to act in the best interests of the common good. I see the opposite. I saw the opposite when I was a child too. People aren’t meant to live in a state of apprehension, of worry because of the behaviour of politicians.
Yesterday’s North Korea style final speech of Joseph Muscat was sinister in the extreme. This is a prime minister voted Person of the Year for organised crime and corruption by the OCCRP. And yet he had an audience of adoring fans applauding his manipulative speech. Worse – at the end of it all, PL MPs were compelled to exercise their tear duct muscles and weep, and / or embrace him tightly. How craven are our MPs, obliging until the bitter end.
Be under no misapprehension – the reason for Joseph Muscat’s 40 days of notice was to consolidate his narrative of lies, to bolster his support from the people while he destroyed or hid evidence of wrongdoing. It is said that if you repeat a lie often enough, then it becomes truth. The whole sham had one sole purpose: Fearne or Abela had to see that if they turn against him, then the people – his people – will turn against them. Because, of course, Joseph Muscat has no compunction in cynically and coldly using the adoration of ‘his’ people for his own personal ends.
I cannot help but come to the conclusion that there is something fundamentally wrong with PL. I see a thuggish, murderous, anti democratic, authoritarian political party that harms the very fabric of our way of life whenever it is in power. I hold very little hope that Chris Fearne or Robert Abela will be able to get Malta back on some kind of functioning track.
History will tell you that another political wilderness is beckoning for PL. Hopefully this will be an eternal wilderness. If lessons weren’t learnt from their time in power in the 80s, how on earth are lessons going to be learnt from their even more scandalous, murderous time in power over the last 6 and something years?