Dear Mr. Delia
I hope this email finds you well, as well as can be after yesterday, I guess.
I know you are very busy and I am not expecting a reply as such. But after yesterday, I feel the need to contact you, share my thoughts. I have followed you for the past 4.5 years – after Daphne was killed. I admire the work you do and the risks you take on a daily basis, for which I will be eternally grateful.
Yesterday’s result was not going to be a surprise, we all knew Labour would win. What shocked me was that they managed to gain a stronger majority, which for me is very difficult to understand. You would think that after all that happened, people would start seeing the filth surrounding them.
Then the results come out and I thought, Maybe I’m wrong?
Am I wrong? Well, I did a lot of thinking yesterday. Most of it was practical thinking, in that I know the recession that will hit us soon and I’m strategizing on how I can keep myself and my family afloat. I know the damage that was done to the financial services sector (I work within it) and how they made us the urinal of Europe and the world. When trying to recruit people, they tell us they do not want to have a grey-listed country on their CV. Their CV. These are not people who are thinking of investing hundreds of millions in the country. These are 30-year-olds looking for a job. But they would not touch Malta with the proverbial ten-foot pole.
I have an idea of the damage being done, something that others who are happy with a €100 cheque will never comprehend. I do not understand how people have come to see corruption, greed, and murder as good, or at least normal. Are we so weak as a nation as to be brainwashed so easily and so quickly? Am I one of the few good people left?
I know that might sound elitist and I am very careful not to be and control my thoughts and actions accordingly. But I came to realize that they can try to convince me that corruption is good until they are blue in the face, I will never get on board with that way of thinking. Bad things remain bad, irrelevant of who does them and I have come to believe that I am in the right. You see, I need to believe that, in order to keep my sanity while everything around me collapses.
I promised myself I will keep this email short, so I will stop ranting now and let you get on with your day. I will be sending you the equivalent of the cheques our corrupt government sent me. I know it’s blood money, but I am hoping to redeem its provenance and turn it into something good.
Thank you again for what you do. Malta owes you (and Daphne) big time… and I hope we will live to see the day when our country realises it.
Kind regards,