Cocaine Surge, Silent Shelters: An Island Running Out of Innocence
The Times of Malta reports the figure alongside over 2,000 ecstasy tablets and 19 kilograms of khat.
One hundred and sixty-six kilograms of cocaine seized in six months. That is more than the entirety of last year. The Police Commissioner can frame this as a success story if he wishes — and I expect he will — but the number tells a different story than the one he will tell. It says the supply chain is healthy. It says the demand is there. It says Malta is no longer a transit point that occasionally leaks; it is a market.
The Times of Malta reports the figure alongside over 2,000 ecstasy tablets and 19 kilograms of khat. I have no doubt the officers who made these seizures worked hard. I also have no doubt that for every kilogram confiscated, several more reached their destination. That is not cynicism. That is how drug economies work, and we have spent long enough pretending ours is an exception.
What I find harder to set aside is the story running alongside the drug figures — quieter, less photogenic, more damning. A five-year-old girl, residing at the YMCA shelter in Msida with her homeless mother, was allegedly abused by a man at the same facility. We do not yet know the outcome of the legal proceedings. We know the child was there because her family had nowhere else to be. We know the shelter was the last line. We know the line broke. The question of who failed this family before she ever arrived at that shelter is one I suspect nobody in an official position is rushing to answer.
Against this, the week also offered something worth noting without irony. MCAST students and lecturers, working voluntarily, restored the wind vane atop St John's Co-Cathedral — damaged when Storm Harry came through. There is something in that image that I find genuinely moving: young people giving their time to repair a sixteenth-century object on one of Europe's great buildings, learning by doing what universities now seem embarrassed to teach. The Knights who built that cathedral understood the value of craft. It is satisfying, in a minor way, that their vane is back where it belongs.
The food courier collective agreement — basic wage, overtime, occupational health standards — is being called historic. I will reserve that word until I see how it is enforced. The gig economy has a long tradition of signing agreements and a shorter one of honouring them. Still, it is a direction, and directions matter.
Turkey's arrest of over two hundred academics, lawyers and journalists ahead of the NATO summit deserves more attention than it will receive in European capitals currently focused on keeping Ankara inside the tent. What goes unpunished at a summit tends to accelerate afterwards.
The drug seizure numbers will be updated at year's end, and I predict they will be higher still.