Did you sleep with Yorgen too? – Kristina Chetcuti

Forgive me for asking you this rather graphical question on a Sunday morning. But it seems to me that by now we can easily split Malta in two. On the one side there are peo­ple who went ‘Eh?-Yorgen-who?’ when his name first made the headlines; and on the other side are those who grab­bed their phones and promptly got in touch with him. From what I can gather, the latter group seems to include half the cabinet of Joseph Muscat, and the word ‘touch’ seems to be quite open to interpretation. This mega businessman, who looks the spitting image of Kojak – sans lollipop, but same sunglasses – was first seen by us lay­people strutting outside of the law courts in his pinstripe suit. His alma mater, St Edward’s, was imprinted all over him. He walks that typical St Edward’s walk – chest jutting out, head tilted back, one hand in trousers pocket; he speaks English in that typical Edwardian fashion – a droopy lower lip and the dropping of the ‘r’s. He looked out of place, and yet… not. Apart from being arraigned as the alleged mastermind of Daphne Caruana Galizia’s assassination, Fenech’s CV also boasts involvement in the corrupt Electrogas power station deal approved by Muscat. He also...