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Nothing is ever Sirte-n

Nothing is ever Sirte-n

So after months of silly games of hide-and-seek and media speculation, Colonel Gaddafi is now dead – the final scenes taking place in a drain in his home region of Sirte. Given his infamously ostentatious lifestyle, it was something of an inglorious end – he didn’t even get a last meal of falafel washed down with a pint of fresh camel milk. Read the rest of this entry »

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Turmoil in Tripoli

Turmoil in Tripoli

Looking at the recent pictures of the “rebels” rampaging through the Libyan capital, I can only fear how far this is going to go before Western leaders finally see that they have played no insignificant part in yet another regional destabiliation exercise. It is as if they want to see yet more bloodshed and boats making their way across the Mediterranean. There is far too much concentration on the here and now, and little consideration for what may lie around the corner: the dreamers still believe that the toppling of Muammar Gaddafi will result in some fledgling democracy, the culmination of what has been dubbed the “Arab Spring”. Read the rest of this entry »

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Bluergghhhhhh!

Bluergghhhhhh!

It has been rare for me to post more than once in a day in recent weeks, but stumbling across what is probably the most obscene Tony Blair-related story just forced my arm.

I don’t need to state for the umpteenth time that I simply hate this unctuous wanker, and that if I were to ever have the opportunity to meet him I’d have no hesitation in giving him matching black eyes – and then some. Not only has he been responsible for almost single-handedly destroyed the reputation of the position of Prime Minister, he succeeded in dragging this country – and with it, the British taxpayer – into a pointless war in Iraq. Because he thought he did what was right. Or because God told him to do it. Or maybe, just maybe, because he was in league with shady foreign oil companies and stood to make millions from it.

Yes, that’s right. While British soldiers are still being killed in that faux-democratic Middle Eastern shithole on account of Tony’s pack-of-lies war, the slimy crooked-toothed bastard is merrily raking it in through his deal with South Korean UI Energy Corporationa company that has connections with both the United States and Iraq. Quelle surprise.

Tony Blair. How can anybody trust this face?

Tony Blair. How can anybody trust this face?

In addition to this, Blair has also managed to secure a deal with the not-so-democratic fiefdom of Kuwait – a statelet that is little more than an oil company with a seat at the United Nations ruled by some fat despotic sheikh – which nets him a cool million. His task? To produce a report on the state’s future over the next thirty years.

Hmm. I wonder if he’s going to get his information from some student’s essay he might happen to find on the Internet. Or something.

It’s one thing to see Bluergh vacuuming up all of this cash, but it’s something else for these sycophantic numbskulls to throw their money at him for reading from pre-prepared crib cards. Whether it’s about the future of the oil industry, using elephant shit for producing electricity or projections on the rabbit population of Uzbekistan, I’d guarantee that Blair knows little more than what he is told by some faceless expert. If one were to take him aside and grill him on these issues, he’d probably try worming his way out of the discussion in order to hide the fact that he actually knows fuck all.

No one former Prime Minister can ever be described as faultless, but before Blair one could have at least believed that their interests were driven by a sense of principle and a genuine desire to work for the British people. Churchill, Thatcher, Attlee, Wilson to name but four – all may have had their faults and failings, but at least we had some sort of understanding of what motivated them. Blair on the other hand never really had any principles of his own – all of his ideas came from his army of media spin doctors and slippery advisors, and his speeches were less about substance and meaning than mealy-mouthed sound bites and manufactured bullshit.

It goes without saying that he did a bloody good job, in much the same way as a dodgy car salesman would sell an unsuspecting buyer a cut-and-shut.  Here was a man not driven by any sort of principle, but simple avarice. What more could you expect of a man who was marching around with the beard and sandals brigade in the 1980s but was suddenly transformed into some shiny military leader responsible for the unnecessary deaths of thousands a decade later? I rest my case.

It’s funny in a way that both The Guardian and the Daily Mail seem to have it in for Blair – it’s also funny that while he appears to be loved by foreigners who don’t seem to know any better, he is pretty much despised in his own country. The Mail, for example, goes to town on his earnings – from his dodgy deals through his his upcoming autobiography, which has been given the utterly sickening and syrupy title The Journey. You couldn’t make it up – the man is a walking parody. But rather than being roundly condemned and rightfully mocked he is allowed to jet around the globe making speeches at £100,000 a pop, racking up a massive carbon footprint while at the same time pontificating to the rest of the planet on environmental issues.

Then of course there is the matter of the ridiculous amounts spent on his security detail – after all, he doesn’t want to run into someone like me, does he?

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