Blair at Chilcot


The signifier drowns the signified in fake poetry,
Or mannered acting, like here: a kind of virtuosic trance of emptiness,
Wiping glasses, shuffling, calling Al-Qaeda ‘AQ’ as if we were friends. All evokes ‘I’m harmless,
My war was rather harmless, and I deserved that Oscar in a “Best Supporting” role.’


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