
Do I judge them all for wanting easy credit to flow, for everyone to have jam today? No, but I do want them at least to admit that all these dodgy dealings over the last two years have been based on a bubble of hot air. Instead of coming clean, the New Labour cabinet is beginning to show signs of a pub brawl in the making. Harriet Harman has been simpering in the corner, plotting on the one hand, issuing easy denials on the other. Added to this mix is the Hell's Angel and biker supremo, Hazel Blears. Now she knows how to rev up a machine, and the New Labour machine has been running on a chemical concoction unknown to mankind, so she is trying to make sure no proper petrol gets near it. I see all the signs of an imploding punch-up on its way.
And are there any serious journalists out there who could possibly think Yvette Cooper could replace Gordon Brown as Prime Minister? This is not CBeebies!
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