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Newsreport by Saviour Balzan

Emergency

We can rejoice that the hospital service in this country is unchanged. In other words there is little or no shakin steven kind of revolution. Noticeable change I mean.

Very well, statistics will prove me wrong but a visit to some wards will not.

What is far worse are the emergency services.

I am told by a shocked onlooker that only the other week, medical services who had just arrived to assist a dying man did not have the necessary equipment, such as an oxygen tank.

More. There was no doctor, but only a nurse.

Needless to say the man died, perhaps not because of such sloppiness but then we will never know.

If I had not spent three years of my study life at St Luke’s hospital I could be excused for being so negative. But I did and we all know, how careless some of the medical staff have turned out to be.

Not all by the way but some.

I can remember the case of a friend who was injected the wrong dose and the other friend who was languishing in his own excreta on the floor for an hour.

And the friend who was operated and stitched even though her bile duct had been pierced. And of the 8:30am to 1:00am consultant who came up to me and said: "Such things happen."

St Luke’s is that wonderful experience which brings us closer to our creator.



The other day, on a radio, one person made the very important point that the human trade takes place with the consent of the family members. In other words there are many people who know what is happening and are simply looking the other way.

Are we surprised that people can stoop to such criminal and vile acts.

Maltese have always been natural born criminals.

The prostitute industry in London in the sixties is a case in point.

The young men who run the human trade are well known, they keep their fast black boats in small harbours and have been seen on many an occasion. We know they are armed.

The truth is that omertá does exist in this country.

And it is widespread.

In Naxxar the other day, someone pointed out the local drug dealer, everyone knows who he is and no one does anything about him.

Is this a sign of apathy or is it simply a sign of the times.


The leader of Opposition has promised to keep our Saturdays busy. He takes out his calculator on Friday and provides us with numbers on how cheaper it would be to import from Italy compared to producing in Malta.

In essence he is trying to say that come Europe our melon farmers will be an extinct species.

His hatred for anything with a Brussel tag has taken his arguments to the cliff edge.

Fredu, as we affectionately know him, is fully aware that he is taking this debate far too far.

There is no such thing as a full time melon farmer and even if so, the supreme interests of the consumer outweigh those of a few farmers. By the way yesterday it was the meat man.

But having said this, Dr Sant must be given some education into agricultural practices and their historical evolution over the years.

Decades ago, Malta was better known for it’s cotton farming. Today it is not. Farming changes according to prices, demand and supply. Europe or no Europe, one cannot go on protecting forever.I love the sunshine, but I hate the sun, and my heart goes out to those beasts of burden. They brave the summer months with no shade. Where the hell have all those noisy expat animal lovers disappeared to.

saviourbalzan@maltamag.com

 






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