So, mad then. As well as bad, obviously.

Gordon Brown is perhaps the most over promoted person ever to make the front bench since the War. - Simon Jenkins

Blair described his chancellor as "mad, bad, dangerous and beyond redemption" and likened Brown's behaviour to that of a "mafioso" in his dealings with him [...] even Prescott was "scared" by Brown. "He knows there's something wrong with him," - Peter Mandelson

And Balls ('I will be leader') was Brown's consigliere, capo di tutti capi and heir throughout the whole disgusting, traitorous, catastrophic melodrama.

And now, with his mate Whelan playing his Balls and probably the poet McBride on bass, he offers the Labour Party the opportunity to reinstate the Brown Balls culture of lies, thuggery and protection rackets, so that the party and the United Kingdom can return to the nightmare from which we have lately been delivered.

Hey, Balls - message for you. You are universally seen for what you are: a sneering, shouting, self-serving, shamelessly lying corrupter of British public and political discourse. Only Labour's pathological wannabe mafiosi, socialist retards who applaud your ideology and your methods, could possibly support you. You are political poison to anyone blessed with a memory or a conscience.

Look, Balls - it's over, so fuck off, you unutterable bastard.

And the same goes for your equally self-serving, craven and economically illiterate colleagues... the Millies, Harmen and all the other Straw men who for years did nothing about Brown despite knowing as fact what the country intuited: that you were all maintaining in the highest and most powerful public office an over-promoted paranoiac who was grotesquely and dangerously unfit to govern.