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Friday, 8 July 2016
I am stunned by the news that Tony Blair will not be prosecuted over his Iraq warmongering.
The International Criminal Court say they cannot prosecute Blair for having 'Launched a Conflict', but they may well prosecute certain British soldiers for carrying out his commands.
My dislike for Blair has always been assuaged by the thought that he would eventually get his comeuppance, this has now been dashed.
There really is no fairness in the world. By direct way of his lies about WMD's, Blair caused the deaths of hundreds of thousands, he quit No 10 when things looked tricky, left the UK economy in tatters, then went off to make millions; and as parents of our killed servicemen tend the graves of their fallen sons, Blair still has the bloody cheek to say that he'd do it all again.
The Socialists love to hate all private school and Oxford educated 'toffs', but the grinning Fettes and Oxford educated Tony could do no wrong. Nowadays you'd be hard pressed to find anyone who'd admit to having voted for him (as they will in the future with Corbyn).
You've heard it before, and it's true; the law is a bloody ass. And guess who's wife has helped make it that way!
The difference between an optimist and a pessimist, is that the optimist enjoys himself whilst waiting for the inevitable! I AM that optimist!
This is a daily, optimistic, 'photos and comments' blog. I make no judgements (only occasionally), just notes. If you wish to comment in any way at all, please feel free. Everything and everyone (except the obdurate and dictatorial) is very welcome.
I was born just south of London, but for the past 46 years I've lived in S W France. I am a painter by profession, and writer by desire. Lady Magnon and I live in an ancient cottage, in a tiny village, in perfectly tranquil countryside. We have a vegetable garden called 'Haddock's' (this may crop up from time to time), plenty of fruit trees, and a view that takes the breath away; we also have a Border Collie called Billy. I try to treat our planet with respect, and encourage others to do likewise (without preaching).
Contentment is a glass of red, a plate of charcuterie, and a slice of good country bread. Perfect!