Just leave them alone, Darling
If there is a posture that will be indelibly associated with the Chancellorship of Alistair Darling — brief though it may turn out to be — it is that of a man forced into retreat under a hail of ridicule. Last month he backed away from ill-thought-out proposals to reform capital gains tax in the face of howls of rage from business owners. In the battle to recoup the massive exposures to Northern Rock to which, in panic, he committed the taxpayer, there has never been a moment when he has looked in full command, and retreat has taken the unusual form of digging himself into a deeper and deeper hole.