The comedy channel of the political arena continues. The mental virus known as political rallies is among us again.

Last Saturday, we had the campaign rally for Labour MEP Alex Agius Saliba – another of your MEPs who has endorsed green agendas and climate change for your ‘benefit’.

Dr. Joseph Muscat also happened to speak at this campaign rally, urging you to go out and vote. Such a cunning tactic for the Labour party, which understood earlier that the nation’s compass is not drawing Labour diagrams for the upcoming MEP election.

Labour is using mind control. The nation should not forget that the government tried to genocide it. Keep on voting, because ‘it is your duty’, they tell you.

I listened to Dr. Muscat’s speech, whose usual propaganda and outdated rhetoric truly made me want to puke. The mind control and brainwashing of his political rhetoric is truly one that tries to make everything that the nation has gone through in the past few years fade into mist. The speech makes sure to brainwash your brain so that you don’t rise up and defend yourselves. The sea of supporters the rally had shows that practically the Maltese race is hypnotized because it thinks what someone else tells it to think.

I will not analyse his speech in detail. I invite the readers to listen to it and think critically while they do.

But here is a poem by Lawrence Ferlinghetti from the book ‘Ferlinghetti’s Greatest Poems’ that is apt to this scenario:

“Pity the nation whose people are sheep,

and whose shepherds mislead them.

Pity the nation whose leaders are liars, whose

sages are silenced,

and whose bigots haunt the airwaves.

Pity the nation that raises not its voice,

except to praise conquerors and acclaim the

bully as hero

and aims to rule the world with force and by torture.

Pity the nation that knows no other language

but its own

and no other culture but its own.

Pity the nation whose breath is money

and sleeps the sleep of the too well fed.

Pity the nation – oh, pity the people who allow their rights to erode

and their freedoms to be washed away.

My country, tears of thee, sweet land of


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