Editor’s note: Blair’s lack of remorse over the premeditated slaughter of over a million Iraqis is simply astounding.

[efoods]Washington. Snow piled neatly on the sidewalks, the sky an immaculate blue, the sun kissing the dome of the Capitol. And moving towards this architectural icon in a beetle-black motorcade, sirens wailing, is the entourage of Tony Blair, to which I have temporarily attached myself.

No wonder I suddenly find myself thinking of Blair not as what he is – just another suited dignitary on his way to chair a breakfast meeting – but as what he was: the Leader, the Boss. . . the man, to pinch from the Pooterish diary of his former minister, Chris Mullin.

This is a scene straight out of the movies. It’s only later, when The Man requires tea, and all the cups on the buffet table are dirty, and no one is on hand to provide a fresh one, that I remember Gordon Brown.

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