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Bush Treated Blair Like
A Whimpering Poodle

By Paul Routledge
Chief Political Commentator
The Mirror - London
4-8-2

Tony Blair obviously enjoyed his weekend stay in a Texan poodle parlour.
 
He appeared for the television cameras with what's left of his hair all fluffy and nice. His Stars 'n' Stripes collar positively glowed under the arc lights.
 
Tonikins pranced on his hind legs for President Bush, wagging his powdered tail and baring his teeth nervously.
 
And he came out with all the right barks. "Saddam Hussein bad! George Dubya good!" He never tugged at his lead, because a good doggy never upstages his master.
 
As a performance it was a painfully embarrassing, enough to make you ashamed of being British.
 
But it was predictable, because that's the nature of the relationship between our Prime Minister and the US President.
 
He is His Master's Voice - although I seem to remember that the gramophone dog had a bit more canine assertiveness. Let's just scroll back a bit. Before he left Britain for the summit at Prairie Chapel, Dubya's private ranch, Blair was going to tell Bush a few home truths.
 
Like, he must not gunsling his way into a war with Iraq that will inevitably destroy the fragile alliance against terrorism.
 
Blair, the international statesman, would forcefully remind America that jaw-jaw is better than war-war.
 
He would also declare that diplomatic means must be found to defuse the crisis over Saddam Hussein.
 
Our Prime Minister was portrayed as a wise big brother to hot-headed, cross-eyed Dubya. Boy, was he going to put him straight.
 
All hogwash, as the Yanks would say. Bush treated Blair like the whimpering poodle that he is.
 
His body language at their joint appearance told us everything. Blair was hesitant, deferential and nervous. This was just too much power for him to stand.
 
He immediately sided with poodlemeister Bush, using his owner's very words that "doing nothing is not an option."
 
And he came out with this remark straight after admitting his ignorance of Saddam's arms stockpile.
 
He talked about "whether and how" the Iraqi dictator has developed weapons of mass destruction.
 
WHETHER? That means maybe Saddam has such weapons, maybe he hasn't. He doesn't actually know. Yet we are assured that Tonikins was given a very special bone - a top-secret intelligence briefing on Iraq by the CIA.
 
So secret, naturally, that he cannot share the facts with the people whose country he proposes to draw into an open-ended war with one of the nastiest regimes in the Middle East.
 
What a wonderful smokescreen behind which to retire! Tony knows, but cannot tell. "Trust me," he will say. Some hope.
 
No wonder that George Bush smiles at his poodle, and praises him for speaking with "moral authority" when the harsh reality is that the British Prime Minister is being taken for a ta-ta.
 
This is insane. With his usual crass style, Bush says that "history has called us into action."
 
What history? 1066 and all that? The just war against Fascism? As a rather wiser American would have said, Bush's version of history is bunk.
 
Yet it has addled the brains of our head of government. Scary, or what?
 
While all thoughts at home are focussed on the Queen Mother, lying in state only yards from where I write, Tony Blair is thousands of miles away, delivering my country on a plate to a latter-day Dr Strangelove.
 
The contrast could not be greater. The people of Britain are deeply conscious of their history, and the role of the Queen Mother in World War Two.
 
It is inconceivable that they would queue for twelve hours to hear the Prophet of New Labour issue his latest call to arms, in support of a superpower that has treated Britain like a boy scout troop in the Afghan war.
 
Fortunately, Blair will come down to earth with a bump on his next visit to London which is scheduled for tomorrow
 
Parliament will be back, and Labour MPs are in no mood to give the Prime Minister a blank cheque for his third war.
 
It will take more than a stamp from the Lone Star State in Blair's pet passport to convince them that they must snuggle down in the dog bed beside Tonikins
 
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