Bully Boy Part 2 ( of many)

So, I was right. Gordon has let slip the dogs of jaw to make the rounds of TV and radio studios and denounce, disparage and generally destroy the reputation of Mrs Pratt, the founder and director of the Anti-Bullying at Work charity.
Mandelson has taken time off from the British Airways' strike, the closure of the Redcar blast furnace and the potential loss of thousands of jobs both will bring for the much more pressing job of saving Gordon's fat arse once more. If Mandy is to be believed, what we are dealing with is Tom of  Tom Brown's Schooldays rather than the book's fictional bully, Flashman.
Why, Gordon hasn't a vindictive bone in his body, cries Mandy. He helps old ladies across the street. He cries for Piers Morgan on TV. Why, he even lost an eye playing the manly sport of rugby when he was a teenager. ( Oh sorry, we've used that one before, haven't we?)
We know this must be so because, not just Mandy but the fragrant Sarah - Mrs Brown - has been ordered on to TV to say so. Even old putty face, John Prescott has been persuaded to stop buffing Pauline's shoes with his tongue long enough to testify to Gordon's sweetness of nature.
In fact, it was all going swimmingly from Nu labour's point of view. The Conservatives had been forced onto the back foot. Mrs Pratt was wavering and shilly-shallying and the news hounds had started to close in on her as if she were an exhausted vixen.
With Press focus switched from Brown to Pratt - or should that be from prat to Pratt -  the image of the bully boy was being suitably refurbished  when, blow me, Alastair Darling decided this was the perfect moment to tuck into a nice cold dish of revenge. Good old, lap-dog Alastair turned on his master without raising a hackle or a hair. Gently but firmly, he let it be known that Brown's official press liaison staff had briefed against him when he had ha the temerity to say that the UK could be facing its worst recession for sixty years.
What he precisely said was that Number 10.had unleashed the forces of hell against him.
That put Mr Brown in a rare old pickle. 
If he admitted condoning the attack, it would be ample proof of his bullying tendencies. On the other hand, if he denied -  which he did- any knowledge of the attack people would infer that his staff were so out of control that they were able to go off and savage whomsoever they pleased without even having to ask their so-called boss. Neither scenario does much for Mr Brown's carefully-cultivated image of omniscience.
Brown attempted to solve this problem by having Darling sit next to him during PM's Questions and there the pair of them sat, cooing to each other like a couple off old turtle doves in blue serge suits.
Not surprisingly, David Cameron made a great deal of hay while he was able. Darling, for his part, looked like the turtle dove who had snagged a particularly fat worm while Brown did a passable impression of the worm.
In another part of the building, Gus O'Donnell, who had previously denied giving Brown a dressing down for his bullying ways, finally had to admit that he had, in fact, provided the PM with some gentle instruction in the art of employee relations.
For those who query whether or not it is at all important or, indeed, relevant to modern society whether Brown is a bully or not, the answer is yes.
Bullying in and of itself is unattractive. Generally, it is accompanied by another trait that is equally unattractive; cowardice. Over the last few years, Brown has demonstrated a real talent for both.
At this juncture, faced with economic meltdown, involved in a war in Afghanistan and with the Argentinians starting to rattle our cage over the Falklands, do we really want a prevaricating coward in charge of the nation's  affairs?