Once every few months I have to sit in a room with the person investigating my mother’s murder. Our family first encountered him six years ago, when he came to our home to arrest her.
- World Press Freedom Day
My mother had published a satirical blog post about a candidate for Maltese prime minister on election day and one of his supporters filed a police report.
So, the detective was sent to our family home in the middle of the night with a signed warrant to arrest her for the crime of what can only be called illegal expression.
I was working on the…