That bloodsodden shyster Blair has been popping his spray-tanned head above the parapet in recent days in an effort to get a final word in before Chilcot delivers his verdict; Iraq wasn't about WMDs at all, oh no, says Bloody Blair, it was about regime change. As an attempt at falsifying history it's not the smartest of distortions. Most people not suffering from Alzheimer's can actually remember the events of ten years ago, and can remember it was very much about WMDs - not one of which, not the trace of one of which, has ever been found in the length and breadth of Iraq.
Hugh Sykes has made a useful two-part programme for radio on Iraq ten years on. Even bloody Blair is allowed to deliver his fatuous little platitudes with patent insincerity. Cleverly intercut with the views of a range of actual Iraqis, who make it clear they would love to see Mr Blair again - swinging on the end of a rope in Baghdad.
There's also a long whine emerging from the Guardian this morning at the rebalancing of official British history from the Blair version, in which everything was bad before the founding of the Labour Party, and in which the UK reached its zenith in 1997 with New Labour to a backing of the Spice Girls. As fatuous as Blair's pronouncements on Iraq, the Labour history must have puzzled foreigners, wondering why the Sheffield Knife Grinders Strike was more important than Agincourt. The Guardian whines that the chapter on the Holocaust has been removed - well of course it has, you ninnies; in what way was the Holocaust an event in British history?
New Labour's breathtaking arrogance in assuming that by re-writing history they could embed political allegiance has been as misplaced as a Spice Girls single at a funeral. And it's about time we saw the machinations of these shoddy little crooks undone.