The authority, or even better lack of it, that Bernard Grech exerts on the Nationalist Party is an achievement itself; a negative one, I mean.

It’s a style of leadership that does not involve leadership at all, a vacuum way of doing things that is imploding what once was a glorious party.

His predecessor was not much better. Actually, some argue that Adrian Delia was even worse than Grech as he couldn’t even sustain a couple negative opinion polls and got scuttled in an open house revolt.

What is, however, certain, statistically speaking, is the fact that since the foundation of the Nationalist Party in 1880, there hasn’t been a leader as unpopular, even with its own core support base, as Bernard Grech himself.

The one and only who has the guts to stand tall, figuratively speaking, next to his predecessor, as the latter takes precedence in addressing media events, with Bernard Grech only getting the opportunity to mumble around what Delia would have already said minutes before him. But what is really going on?

The infighting within the PN has now reached cold war era proportions. It has become more veiled and the actors in this demolition derby have acquired finesse in an absurd attempt to make it all look like business as usual.

Don’t hold your breath on this one. The PN has accustomed us to fireworks after every noteworthy national event.

An electoral campaign is around the corner and, from what is filtering from Dar Ċentrali, the probability of having Bernard Grech leading the PN into it is gaining more momentum as time goes by. This, however, is not a sign of stability: it is the calm before the storm. Five key PN exponents are actively and separately beefing up their war chests so they can hit the ground running in a few months’ time.

So, you who enjoy drama, get your popcorn ready because you’re soon in for a treat.