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Sorry seems to be the hardest word

One of the reasons why Rosianne Cutajar won’t apologise is that she knows very well that I would be using her apology against her in a criminal case I would file through my lawyer Joseph Mizzi. The result of her decision is that she won’t be accepted back in the Labour Party parliamentary group, and therefore, will be forced to retreat from her political career in silence.

Of course, Rosianne Cutajar would feel aggrieved about her situation, but mostly because many others have gotten away with similar things to what she did.  There are politicians like Edward Zammit Lewis who were also bribed with gifts by Yorgen Fenech and there are also MPs with the Opposition and the Nationalist Party who for many years also benefited from phantom jobs with the government. In fact, the Nationalist Opposition hasn’t yet moved its motion against Rosianne Cutajar in parliament to demand that she pay back her earnings from the ITS phantom job. What happens to David Agius, Kristy Debono and Ryan Callus with the implications of such a motion who are also accused of having phantom jobs with the government?

Yet, Rosianne Cutajar is in this predicament only owing to her decisions because she chose to gamble the truth for trying to silence a writer and a journalist. She lost and she has only herself to blame for bringing so much scrutiny on her actions. She can’t even seek redemption by apologising: her actions are too overwhelmingly criminal as a politician to be forgotten so easily, and even Robert Abela himself is finally realising that the implications of her crimes, are not merely forgivable, hence why he is putting her in a difficult corner while evading the heat in the kitchen: the simple truth.

Rosianne Cutajar was deeply embedded in Joseph Muscat’s criminal network that captured the state, committed a series of major corrupt deals and ultimately murdered a journalist.  She wasn’t at the heart of it, but at the periphery of the heart, which is still deep enough to have an overarching knowledge of how Joseph Muscat and Yorgen Fenech operated. She also knows Keith Schembri very well and the way he schemed. Apart from having intimate knowledge of how these men moved around, talked, and dealt with each other, Rosianne Cutajar may also be privy to details we are still to learn.

She’s not going to do us any favours let’s make this clear. Had it been up to her and Robert Abela her case and that many of others would have been forgotten, swept and under the carpet and everything returned to business as usual as if nothing had happened. Tranquility for state criminals has been shattered and the political scene has been disrupted because a whistleblower chose to handover details and copies of chats by Yorgen Fenech with other politicians to a journalist after  the police refused to do anything about them. For this brave action that may have very well created a significant change in our political scene, the government’s favourite propagandist went on a crusade against the whistleblower, although his personal obsessions misguided him on his actual target.

Maybe, with enough personal grievance, Rosianne Cutajar would call Robert Abela’s bluff and actually apologise. That would even put the Police Commissioner Angelo Gafa in a very difficult position. For the first time, he would have the opportunity of a VIP witness against Joseph Muscat and Yorgen Fenech. A Tommaso Buscetta that could bring the whole criminal organisation down.

So far, as an idiotic criminal who facilitated a murder, we can have very little sympathy for Melvin Theuma, but in the future, and by hindsight, we will increasingly find parts of Melvin Theuma’s character that were very regretful of his actions. Similarly to Rosianne Cutajar, it was only when his back was against the wall that his regrets and emotions begun to haunt him. This is the story of many whistleblowers who eventually, turn state witness: grievance, betrayal and regret. This was also the story of Tommaso Buscetta, a captain within the ranks of Cosa Nostra, who together with Judges Giovanni Falcone and Paolo Borsellino brought down most of the criminal organisation that Buscetta had once made part of with more than 350 mafiosi jailed as a result of the Maxiprocesso. Buscetta’s grievance was mostly based on the fact that his relatives were killed by rival mafia gangs, and eventually grew to loathe the violent excesses of the organisation’s boss Toto Rina.

Today, in the eyes of history, thanks to the thousands of pages of testimony that Buscetta gave to the authorities, he is seen more as a criminal turncoat who helped bring down the mafia, more as a cold-blooded killer. Yet, this is only because Buscetta took it on his own to turn his destiny around and provide history with thousands of pages of words that proved to be historically decisive in the fight against the mafia. As an anti-hero he also recieved the Netflix treatment.

Rosianne Cutajar can only choose Buscetta’s route for historical redemption, otherwise, the only potential Netflix treatment she would be getting in the future is not as an anti-hero, but simply as a female villain who added a sleazy twist to a criminal history that ruined our nation.


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  1. […] why Rosianne Cutajar can either choose to turn the tables on her destiny, becmoe an anti-hero, apologise and turn state witness against Joseph Muscat, Keith Schembri and Yorgen Fenech, or else choose to go down in history as […]

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