The coalition, which was born in the Downing Street rose garden in 2010, has now degenerated into a grisly, name-calling battle zone.
Ladies and gentlemen, the election campaign starts here.
Nick Clegg, who is supposed to be a loyal Deputy Prime Minister, disgracefully absented himself from Chancellor George Osborne’s Autumn Statement last week. His excuses for playing truant do not impress.
The normally loyal Danny Alexander, Chief Secretary to the Treasury, has rounded savagely on the Tories, accusing them of wanting austerity forever, while the Prime Minister has roundly accused the Liberal Democrats of being “all over the place” on the economy.
Then the Chancellor himself joins in the fray saying that both the Liberal Democrats and Labour would be a threat to the recovery, adding that both these parties would send the nation reeling back into “economic chaos”.
In fact, we are now being governed by an administration of so-called responsible men and women, but a number of them seem incapable of keeping a civil tongue in their heads.
I think the British electorate deserve much better than this.
How can these people govern properly when they seem to be constantly at one another’s throats?
Let us hope that after May 7 we are blessed with a government not engaged in a very uncivil war.
What is it about some politicians imposing photographs of themselves on their Christmas cards?
Wouldn’t you prefer to have robins, snowflakes, Christmas trees and carol singers on your cards, rather than a grinning Tony Blair whose teeth, in this photograph, seem to follow you around the room? How very disconcerting. Alongside him is his wife Cherie pawing his chest. Not a pretty sight!
And then there is Nick Clegg whose “humorous” card shows him and his wife apparently photographed in one of those passport photo booths you find on railway stations.
All this seems to be an attempt to make Christmas as unchristmassy as they possibly can. The alarming thing is that these people do not appear to have the sensitivity to realise that this self-advertisement demonstrates an unhealthy degree of personal vanity.
Next year, perhaps, we can look forward to robins and snowflakes...