Fighting in the Streets ... Dominos ... Tunisia ... Egypt ...

On a bad day I'm a fighting-in-the-streets apocalypse-monger. And we all know how things can get right out of hand in the me-too department - cf 1848, 1968, 1989. It's even a branch of sociology apparently: Chris Dillow wrote about it recently. I tend to reckon dominos fall at a leisurely pace, but 1989 is always salutary.

So there's a squat-load of unwashed angries wondering if they are brave enough to go equipped on 26 March, and what's this on their website ..? Solidarity with Egyptian Uprising !

So who knows ? For what it's worth, I still consider the coalition (or we might say, all of us) struck it lucky with the inept studenty-type demos last year: random, unrepresentative vandalism with the main perps quickly identified, turning themselves in, & dealt exemplary if not summary justice. For all the hyper-ventilating about undercover operatives, err, penetrating the fragrant ranks of the anti-coal mob (are we allowed to say that?- Ed), I should imagine Old Bill has 26 March fairly well covered. (I bet PC Plodette is glad she doesn't have the less-than fragrant Greenham Common lot to contend with these days ...)

But we shall see. Democratic mandate meets demagogic madness on the streets of London. Somehow I can't see Cameron needing to seek a bolt-hole in Saudi. But we know they wobble.

ND