Opinion: Helena’s credibility | The Shift News

Patrick Dalli, husband of Malta’s EU Commissioner Helena, is on the warpath. Patrick is brandishing insane conspiracy theories and involving his entire family in the attack on Labour and its officials.

As this terrible comedy plays out in public, the entire country shuddered.

“You will soon be aware of the manoeuvres in the appointment of the President by two senior Labour officials to damage Helena’s credibility… It was a fascist attack on a woman who dedicated her life to the Labour Party and the Maltese people,” he said.

What? A fascist attack?

Patrick was unstoppable. He was on a rampage. He accused journalists of “lying again” after reports that Helena Dalli was lobbying to remain EU Commissioner for a second term.

Helena used her husband’s tactics. She took to Facebook and categorically denied the messages. “I will never stoop to such low levels. That said, there is a limit to everything and you can’t always allow cheating to go unpunished,” she wrote.

Helena Dalli is an EU Commissioner. She embarrasses the entire nation with her sheer pettiness. Her husband’s hysterical remarks only make it worse for her.

He accused two senior Labour officials of damaging Helena’s “credibility”. She hardly needed any help to destroy her credibility; when she needed it, her husband provided it in spades.

The two exchanged cryptic messages. If you’re going to make accusations, just do it. Who are the two senior Labour officials who are discrediting Helena? Who is behind the deception (qerq) What is Helena talking about?

“I have the necessary experience in politics to know where such unfounded messages come from and what their purpose is,” she said on social media.

If she knows who is behind the fake reports, why doesn’t she tell us? Dalli claims she knows someone is lying about her, that someone is trying to mislead the nation, but she is reluctant to reveal who.

She claims she has always worked in the interest of the country. The interest of the country is to know the truth. Instead, she chooses to protect Labour by withholding that truth.

Now she is angry because the police still haven’t found out who left a threatening message at her house. She is furious because it has been over a week and the police still haven’t contacted her. Welcome to the police department from Chief of Police Angelo Gafa.

Helena’s son, Luke, has joined the family drama, announcing his retirement after 14 years as a presenter of shows on Labour’s media outlets.

He left no doubt as to who prompted him to make his move. “I made my decision after consulting with the people I love most in my life,” he said.

“The decision was a difficult one, but it had to be made, and it had to be made now,” Luke added, adding that he made the decision after “several events that have transpired over the last few years, months and weeks.”

Like his parents, Luke left us guessing what those “events” might be. Then he changed his tune – he just needed “more family time.”

Patrick Dalli rushed back to social media to post: “Love and respect for family comes before everything. Well done Luke.”

What an unpalatable spectacle. What a disgrace to the whole country. If there was any doubt about Helena Dalli’s unfitness for office, her moody reports and the tantrums of her husband and son have certainly dispelled them.

Their antics not only make them a laughing stock, they shame the entire country. And it’s not the first time.

Patrick Dalli shouted “mafia” at the Chief Justice in a packed courtroom when a ruling was not in his favor. “You should be ashamed of yourselves, mafia, mafia, corruption, freemasonry, Opus Dei,” he shouted.

Anyone else would have been convicted of contempt of court, jailed or fined. But Patrick is the husband of the EU commissioner. He was simply released without even a reprimand.

When his wife Helena was still a minister in Joseph Muscat’s cabinet, the state bought a painting of a blonde nude that was the work of Helena’s husband. The state paid him €15,000 for it.

When then PN MP Therese Commodini asked Cachia in parliament how the minister’s husband had been chosen and who appreciated Patrick’s work, he went on the attack. “The price of my art is set by myself and no one has the right to appreciate my work.”

The Dallis’ antics prove one thing: Robert Abela was right not to nominate her for president. He couldn’t take the risk with a husband like Patrick.

If she were president, Patrick might persuade his wife to replace the Gobelins tapestries or the Perez d’Aleccio frescoes in the Grandmaster’s Palace with his mediocre nudes. You never know when he might make a scene at a state dinner by shouting “fascist,” “mafia,” “Opus Dei” at a head of state.