Buġibba Waiting: Transport Malta Reorganised the Sea, Then Disappeared
One hundred and seventeen unexploded wartime devices were pulled from the seabed between Sicily and Malta to clear the path for the second electricity interconnector.
One hundred and seventeen unexploded wartime devices were pulled from the seabed between Sicily and Malta to clear the path for the second electricity interconnector. Ordnance left by a war that ended eighty years ago, still capable of killing, still sitting in the dark water until someone finally decided to move it. The operation was delicate, the announcement matter-of-fact. Malta is good at that — treating the extraordinary as paperwork.
But if you want to understand how this island actually works, don't look at the seabed. Look at Buġibba.
Transport Malta reorganised the berths near Gillieru Harbour, shuffled the boats around, completed its administrative exercise — and then, according to reporting by Times of Malta, left hundreds of boat owners waiting for permission to return their vessels. No clear timeline. No resolution. Just the silence that follows when an authority has finished the part of the process it found interesting and moved on to something else. The fishermen and leisure owners who use those berths are not waiting for bureaucracy to fail them. They are waiting for it to remember them, which is a different and somehow worse thing.
I have watched this pattern for forty years. The reorganisation is always announced. The follow-through is always optional.
Elsewhere, a Maltese court overturned the conviction of footballer Jurgen Pisani, who had been sentenced to fifteen months for match manipulation. Courts overturn convictions — that is what courts are for, and I will not second-guess the ruling without reading it. But the case is a reminder that Maltese sport sits inside Maltese society, and Maltese society has a complicated relationship with the idea that some things should not be for sale.
The Scorpions played Ta' Qali to thousands of people of every age, which is the kind of sentence that makes you feel briefly warmly towards the world. German rock legends in their seventies, still touring, still loud. There are worse ways to spend an evening on a June night in a field.
At MUŻA, the fifth chapter of *Identities Beyond Borders* has opened — a travelling exhibition about identity arriving on an island that has been arguing about identity since before the Knights built their walls. The timing is either perfectly chosen or entirely accidental. In Malta, it is usually accidental.
The Building and Construction Authority says its investigation into the Tania Flats collapse in Paceville is concluded. It will now discuss findings with the parties involved. What those findings are, and whether anyone will be held to account in any meaningful sense, remains to be seen — though if the boat owners of Buġibba have taught us anything, it is that the distance between a completed investigation and an actual consequence can be very wide indeed.