All talk and no trousers? Mr Cameron?

Incredible as it may seem, the�charming Muammar Gaddafi has ignored the blustering and threats from our toothless PM and the uppity dwarf who rules the cheese-eating surrender monkeys.�Soon Gaddafi’s armies�will push the rebels into the sea and a few hundred thousand Libyans will be coming to Britain to live off benefits for the rest of their days. What are you going to do, Mr Cameron? Nothing? I thought so. So China gets Libya’s oil.; the hapless BP once again finds itself deep in s–t; and we have to pay the bills for a humanitarian crisis.

Cocked that one up, eh Mr Cameron? We should have let the Libyans have their scrap and then bought the oil from the winner. Their fight�never was�our problem.