A COALITION OF COMPROMISE



Policies are not necessarily formed in the cerebral cortex.

The Chancellor's travails over how to
squeeze more from less in the public

sector reminds us that when sorrows

come they come not as single spies

but in battalions.

Each Tory compromise to appease 

Nick Clegg increases the muddle and 

likelihood that Ed Miliband and those

all too familiar names that spell disaster

will form the next government.

This they will hope to do with the

possible support of the potentially

politically promiscuous rump that is

the Liberal Democrats.

Polling just 11% in opinion polls, it's

a case of the tail wagging the dog, of 

George Osborne attempting to achieve

the impossible with one hand tied

behind his back.   

The daily confusion that is damaging

the Conservatives and the country

comes from inconsistencies that can

arise in a political marriage of

convenience.

It is a coalition that is beginning to

resemble a pantomime horse, with

policy and strategy formed not in

the cerebral cortex, but more at the

rear end.