Post-election blues

As the jubilation and honking of horns recede into the background, Malta is slowly shifting back to normal day to day life, even if, truth be told, normal life is something that most of us crave for after a global pandemic and what has threatened to be a new European war.  

In the grand scheme of things, a General Election was just a temporary diversion from all the global doom and gloom, and yet, utterly necessary.

The people have spoken, and not in a hushed tone, but rather in a loud, unfaltering and deafening shout.

As evident as this expression might seem, as with many modes of communication (and yes, a vote is another means of communications), one would still need to interpret what exactly the people said, other than their faith in the present incumbent.

From the little contact that I have had with the Prime Minister, I am practically certain that he is currently rolling up his sleeves to ensure that Labours’ very ambitious Manifesto is carried out whilst praying for no further global distractions, and analysing what the people had to say.

This is not an easy task, and Labour would be justified in interpreting this vote as a strong mandate.

The people have spoken, and not in a hushed tone, but rather in a loud, unfaltering and deafening shout.

Fair enough, however I am sure that whilst the analysis is under way, eyes will also be set on the low turnout, and the fact that thousands of people saw it fit to abstain from showing their faith in any of the two major parties.

If there is anything that this Labour movement has shown, is its unerring habit of keeping its ears to the ground and taking on the people’s major concerns and disgruntlement.

Now Labour detractors would probably disagree, but, I guess that even those whose elitist and sometimes classist roots prevent them from ever uttering the word Labour, let alone vote for it, even they must, feel that three record victories on a trot is an impossible achievement if Labour did not have a very clear snap shot of the peoples’ needs and ambitions.

Now, in truth, I am only another man in the street, however, I must stress that if Labour is to continue enjoying it’s success, it seriously needs to ask itself why so many people were not ready to trust Labour, and this in spite of unprecedented economic growth, and the pristine way in which the aforementioned global threats were managed.

Abstentions are not to be ignored, and Labour can do so only at its own peril, however, knowing Robert Abela, a man who has managed miracles in just two years at the helm, I am sure that this analysis has already commenced, and that he shall insist that those who criticise only because they want a better Government and a better country continue to be heard.

There is much to be taken from a defeat, and yet there is also much to be understood in victory.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the political spectrum, I am sure that the usual elderly men in dark suits will also be trying to analyse what is yet another crushing defeat for the previously invincible Nationalist Party.

Let me state that an electable opposition is essential in a working Democracy! The Nationalist party is far from being that!

I doubt that the Party has ever had such a crisis since the dark, post world war days when it was shunned for its perceived Fascist sympathies at the time.

Even then, their crisis was not as prolonged as the current predicament.

An electable opposition is essential in a working Democracy! The Nationalist party is far from being that!

Let us call a spade a spade… the PN has been haemorrhaging votes for nigh on 17 years now, and what is mostly concerning is the impression given, that to date, they do seem unable to comprehend why!

If they are not blaming voters of being unable to comprehend their messages, no doubt that they are blaming thedastardly scheming of the Labour Party.

Meanwhile, one is forgiven into thinking that the PN vehemently believes that the man in the street is simply incapable of understanding their insightful visions.

This is not my opinion.

Anyone can vouch that this is not the first time that people within or close to the PN have actually uttered such insults.

A case in point, the PN’s bruises from their most recent thrashing had not yet turned blue and we were already reading posts about how the Poplu was a Ġaħan!

How can a Party that wants to earn the electorate’s respect survive when it continues to harbour such an elitist and classist sentiment within its midst?

I am sure that the PN will attempt to distance itself from such outright venom, and yet, wasn’t it the PN leader himself who said that he actually believes that a vote is worth a mere 100 Euros? Not much respect for our intelligence there!

Attempting to believe that the above as utterances dictated when emotions were running high really, I sincerely hope that this time around, and for the first time since 2013, the PN will seriously try to comprehend why they have become anathema to the same people who for years on end had unerringly entrusted the PN with governing this rock.

Sadly, I am not holding my breath as at present the only thing seemingly worrying Bernard Grech is the possibility of him not retaining his position at the helm of a rapidly sinking PN vessel.

His spin doctors seem to have already advised him, evident in his squeamishly embarrassing defeat concession, that he should market this historically record defeat as a victory stating that the PL had not won by an 80,000 vote difference was a major achievement for him!

Unbelievable as it may sound, the same people shoving him in this direction are most probably the same faceless powers behind the throne who had insisted that the previous incumbent should be kicked up the kerb because the Surveys were not in the PN’s favour during Delia’s reign!

In spite of all of my rantings I would bet my boots that the PN is soon to realise that it takes more than a highly paid strategist to market them as long as it continues to ignore the rot within its core.

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