No Waxwork, But an Angel

Tragically, it seems that we might never have a waxwork of Gordon Brown in Madame Tussaud's - according to some accounts, there's a poll of Tussaud's visitors going on, according to others they've already given up on the idea. It's a bit redundant anyway, as the man already looks as if he's formed out of some half-molten, unfleshly substance (cold porridge perhaps).
However, it seems we are to be treated to a gigantic Angel of the South - here are the contenders. Why on earth, you may ask, do we need this? The Angel of the North, an ugly thing which just about works in situ, was a sop to the chippy northerners to make them feel a little better about themselves (amazingly, they even liked it). We southerners need no such grotesquely oversized gestures. But if we are to have one, which will it be? The popular favourite (and therefore the likeliest winner) is clearly Mark Wallinger's kitsch and oddly boneless white horse, but personally I'd go for the Rachel Whiteread, on the grounds that she's a genuine and interesting artist (the only one who did anything worth looking at with the vacant Trafalgar Square plinth) and her awkward pile of rubble with the cast of a house perched on it somehow says something about the South of England, and about England as a whole. Unfortunately, it's not the kind of something that anyone's likely to want to hear... Any thoughts?