The dog-days are here and the news cycles slow down, with people opting to adopt a more manana, manana attitude towards things. Or are they? The environmentalists, especially the ones who were so, so vocal before March 2013, are beginning to wake up to the new reality, rather like the fools who voted for Brexit woke up on Friday to the horror of what they had, in many cases without even grasping it, done to their country and, consequently, themselves. Suddenly, Premier Muscat's Labour Movement, facilitated partly by the self-same environmentalists and their almost visceral hatred of all things PN, has become their nemesis, the agent of a change that means that high-rise is the new deity. Carbuncles, to borrow Prince Charles' immortal descriptor, are poised to erupt all over the country's hapless body, appearing to render the view from Mdina (luckily not Mdina itself, so far) akin to gazing upon awesomely horrid mini-versions of Manhattan to the left and to the right. All we need is another eruption in the general area of the Addolorata and we will have a hat-trick of hideousness. Oh well, as in Brexit, the people have spoken, God bless the people, so there's not very much we can...
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