It’s hard to put into words what the last 4 years have felt like… A constant and continuous erosion of values and ideals that I subscribe to. Of pointing at The Other and fearing that difference, of turning that difference into hate, of subverting ‘power to do good’ into ‘power to dictate’.
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It’s been quite a week.
First, an internal, secret inquiry found that there is no racism within the Armed Forces of Malta following the murder of Lassane Cisse by two of its soldiers because they asked the soldiers if they were racist and they said no.
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A few days ago, I was considering writing this blog post and titling it Will you stay in for me? As Malta announces harsher measures to combat Covid-19, this title isn’t that apt, I guess, because at this point, excuse the harshness, you’d have to be an idiot to not comply.
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From a (hyper) active woman, mother, wife, keen chef, music lover, reader… to a housebound human, barely making it through the day, miserable and dejected. Never before has the importance of mental health been so apparent to me than over the past two months. It all started just under 11 years ago, two weeks into a new job.
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It was the year 2000 when I was introduced to the wonder that is Vinicio Capossela. A master like few the world has seen.
He is humble, his musicality original, raw, full of fire, his lyrics poems of the highest order. Above all, he reaches out and touches the human condition in a way that speaks volumes to me, walking that fine line between nostalgia and melancholy, verve and rhythm, yearning and desire, passion and soul. As I read somewhere, he is a visionary dreamer. And through him, we too dream. Continue reading
Malta’s Prime Minister Joseph Muscat has said he will stay away from today’s demonstration calling for justice in the wake of the assassination of journalist Daphne Caruana Galizia last Monday.
This morning on Facebook, one of the first posts I saw was this:
If all the women who have been sexually harassed or assaulted wrote “Me too” as a status, we might give people a sense of the magnitude of the problem. (copied/pasted)
#metoo
Without a second thought, I copied and pasted the post and hashtag to my own feed. My reaction was instantaneous, guttural and instinctive – and here’s why:
When I was a 12-year-old attending an all-girls convent school (!), I would update my school diary on a weekly basis with my top 5 names for boys and girls. Maternal thoughts back then were clearly already being drummed into us!
The writing was on the wall (and in my previous blog posts). The result isn’t surprising at all to me and no, it isn’t only because a % of the population have been bought.
I’ve never been one for political parties, at least not in the local sense. They seem to me to bring out the worst in people as opposed to the best.
whatever Mia thinks 