Miss Macleod’s BlackBerry was glowing like Chernobyl…
After the interview, Mr Darling and his Treasury team accepted my offer to stay on for a few drinks. Over a glass of chablis and a bowl of Doritos, he chatted confidently about the task of reducing the United Kingdom’s unprecedented deficit. As we discussed the choice between lower spending and higher taxes, Miss Macleod’s BlackBerry was glowing like Chernobyl. The fallout had begun, yet the Chancellor seemed entirely unbothered.
Do read the whole article here. It is a masterpiece
A couple of other gems
The Prime Minister was able to deny that he had instructed anyone to undermine Mr Darling, because when attack dogs are trained for a task, they carry it out instinctively, without the need for direct commands. Mr Darling was savaged in an off-the-record briefing and the entire Lobby knows who was responsible.
gets down to the grist
Unlike the Prime Minister and his dwindling band of toadies, the Chancellor is not seeking to deny that ballooning deficits pose a threat to our ability to function as an independent democracy. He wants to cut the state’s overdraft before taxpayers start cutting their wrists.
and who is he talking about here
Mr Darling is at least keen to have a go; the Agents of Darkness would rather he didn’t.
and lastly and most directly
In desperation, dodgy directors try to hide the full extent of the horror in the vain hope of bluffing their way through. That is what Labour is doing to UK plc – and very soon its bluff will be called.
via Alistair Darling is a dead man talking, and he’s taking sweet revenge – Telegraph.