Gibraltar belongs to the Gibraltarians and let no one forget that

Carmen Gomez

Trying to put Covid out of my mind these days is proving difficult as the world is intent in not allowing us to forget anything related to it in a hurry. One finds that everything else falls by the wayside, or becomes low key on the media’s news itinerary. Nevertheless, I find myself momentarily lost in my thoughts; when as a child sat on the warm sands of our levanter beach I would take pleasure in seeing the grains of sand slip through my fingers; unawares that I was not in charge of my destiny, yet feeling secure and content.

And if I had thought why, I would soon have realised that it was because my future was still in the hands of my trusted and caring parents; and that was okay. Two innocent words; trust and caring; which in today‘s world I have difficulty in placing. I wish that I could feel that confident now at this stage in my life, towards those who hold the responsibility of our collective destiny in theirs.

A MOST PATHETIC SPECTACLE

Five hundred meetings is the sum we were quoted recently that the Chief Minister and Deputy Chief Minister and their government representatives have had in all this time, to do with the business of Brexit. As I have said in the past, some with representatives of her Majesty’s UK government who are no longer in their posts; because they have either resigned or been made to. Behind them the dizzy days of brief talks with the Prime Minister. We all know that a private talk has often done the trick that reams of paper have failed to do.

However, the talk, if not entirely wasted, must be with the head of the concern. There is little to be gained by merely captivating his subordinates. It is a sound rule that one should always deal with principals. Like messages are foremost valued not by contents but by the messenger. If the messenger can not be trusted the message will be disregarded.

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