Mr Blair claims to be ‘desperately sorry’ for the police killing – murder, if you will – of a completely innocent man. I don’t question that – I’m sure it was very difficult news for him to hear. However, this isn’t the only claim Mr Blair made:

I understand entirely the feelings of the young man’s family.

How can Mr Blair, with his family comfortably tucked away in the Downing Street green zone, possibly even being to appreciate, let alone understand, the pain of a parent whose child has been brutally murdered under the accepted government policy of a foreign nation? I certainly can’t even being to imagine how I’d feel, and I certainly can’t claim to understand it. How can Mr Blair?

Who does ‘Tony’ think he’s kidding when he says that he feels Londoners need to stay strong, be brave, and continue with their every day lives, whilst he’s stood surrounded by more layers of security than any other individual in the country? It’s very easy for him to get back to normal when his transport arrangements include bullet-proof government cars, rather than crowded tube trains. He tries to evoke ‘Blitz spirit’, whilst simulateously removing himself from any personal risk. He tries to convince us that ‘we’re all in this together’, and doesn’t realise how disingenuous it makes him sound.

How far Mr Blair has come from that moment in 1997 when the fresh-faced Prime Minister spoke in real unity with the citizens he leads when giving his reaction to the death of Diana. He has now seemingly forgotten what it is to be a ‘normal’ person. No longer Mr Blair the “pretty straight sort of guy”, now Mr Blair the devious statesman. How the mighty have fallen are falling.