This week has seen the situation in Libya become increasingly tense. Following the imposition of a no-fly zone, a Libyan jet has been shot down and the rhetoric on both sides has been escalating. Gaddafi seems increasingly like one of those crazed drunks one sees wandering shambolically through the rundown city centres of former northern mining towns: dishevelled, with peculiar facial hair, and muttering suspiciously to himself until, without warning, he begins to bellow incoherently before shuffling off again.
