The Ditch Blair Project

I'm going to make a prediction. In about 50 years you won't find anyone around with the surname Blair.
It's not that I foresee a cull of all people with that name, you understand. That would be too much to hope for (Ok, you might lose thousands of innocents but you would get the two bastards you were after in the first place). No, I just think that there will be a lot of people availing themselves of the services of register offices or wherever it is you go to get your name changed these days.
Why? Well, by way of evidence, let me ask you when was the last time you bumped into someone called Hitler? Ok, ok, ok. There are doubtless some out there, notably German readers, who can claim to have turned out to hear a speech by a Mr A Hitler of 27a The Bunker, Berlin, prior to 1945. What I mean is, how many people have you come across recently called, let's say, Barry or Trevor Hitler? Not bleedin' many, that's what I think. It's like a few other names I could mention. Be honest, did you go to school with anyone called Kevin Crippen for instance? Was or is there a guy working at your local garage called Adrian Stalin? How about Dennis Mussolini? Is he your local Man from the Pru? Is your next door neighbour called Stewart Frankenstein or Brian The Ripper? Are you served in Tesco's by Edna de Sade? I doubt it. It's like the Christian names Adolph, Myra, Vlad and Lucretia. They're just not as popular as they used to be........and I think there's a reason for that.
Which brings me to Britain in the 21st Century and what I think could be the beginning of the end for the surname Blair. You see, we have not one lunatic called Blair - but two!!! That surely has to be some sort of record. I have posted enough about the grinning, right-wing Tory twat who is Anthony Whichway Blair - the man who, more than any other, has mastered the art of faking sincerity - so I shall not waste any more bile on him here.
Let's just leave him for now to sort out all the problems in the Middle East (which problems? Oh! Those problems!! Like Iraq, you mean? Yeah. Hang on a bit....). No, today's lesson concerns the marvellously shite Sir Ian Blair, The Grand Wizard of the equally marvellously shite Metropolitan Police.

At the very, very, very least, this Blair is head of an organisation which has been heavily fined for putting the lives of the public at risk during the botched operation which saw innocent Jean Charles de Menezes brutally killed. Bosses of other firms which have been stung by the courts for far less serious breaches of Health and Safety legislation have walked. Not this arsehole.
Not content with fucking pleading not guilty - AGAINST the advice of senior Met bods - Blair/The Met's case sought to lay part of the blame for the shooting on Jean Charles himself!!!! Well, I mean, he was asking for it, wasn't he? Fancy leaving your flat and getting on a bus. If that doesn't smack of illegality I don't know what does. As for getting off the bus but then getting back on it because the Tube station at which you had alighted was closed, that's just the act of a madman. Then to just sit there and do nothing in a Tube carriage - well, he was a fool to himself.
The facts as revealed in court did not really support Sir Ian's challenging view, however. Notably, the jury heard that a) The fucking dimwit copper who was supposed to be monitoring the suspect flat was straining the greens at the time Jean Charles left and so could not positively identify him, b) The fucking coppers on the ground claimed in court, to a man, that they had NOT subsequently positively identified Jean Charles as the wanted terrorist to their boss in the ops room - the boss whom the court heard had a contemporaneous note of a shedload of them doing just that. That means SOMEONE is lying. No, not mistaken, BLOODY LYING! c) They could have "arrested" (well, it's a sort of arrest) Jean Charles at several places less populated than Stockewell Tube station, d) The armed response team turned up later than the Americans for World War II and e) They allowed a person they thought was a bomber to board a packed Tube train, f) They raced into the carriage and pumped seven bullets into his head - sod who was near him - when the officers involved claimed none of them had identified him as the wanted man. God forbid I should ever defend the man, but when Kenneth Noye stabbed a copper to death whom he found creeping around the undergrowth of his mansion in the middle of the night dressed from head to foot in black, with a black balaclava on and absolutely no gear to indicate he was the fuzz, did the CPS say no charges would be brought? Did it buggery. "Sod Health and Safety legislation, it's up to Big House for you, matey." It happened that Noye was later cleared of murder but was eventually potted for same following a slight motoring fracas down south and he is now where he belongs - but surely the law is the law? "Oh, but Reg, the police will now be scared to pull the trigger when confronted by a bomber and we will all be blown up as a result." Bollocks!! There is a world of difference between a copper coming face to face with a suspected terrorist and having a split second to decide whether to shoot or shit out and a fucking operation which was planned over God knows how many weeks, involved constant surveillance and offered a shedload of officers a shedload of opportunities to "deal with" a man about whom they just happened to believe there was a possibility that he might look quite like someone they thought could, per chance, be a terrorist!! Go and shoot a police officer you suspect of being naughty by accident today and see if they let you keep your testicles/labia, let alone your job.
Following the Met's case, Blair then had the fucking audacity to come out of court not with his head bowed low to issue a grovelling apology but to say that there was absolutely no evidence of a fuck-up culture at The Met and so he would not resign. The fucking arrogance of the man!!
I've got news for you, fuckface. It's the poor, bloody taxpayers out there who pay your fucking wages and as far as I'm concerned you should not only be on yer bike but you should be facing a criminal negligence charge as well!!....and we'll have your soddin' pension back off you while we're about it!!
Fuck off!!!....either to Grantham or, failing that, why not go out to join your equally culpable namesake in the Middle East? Might I suggest you just spend your days walking round the West Bank with a T-shirt saying "I love Zionism" so you can, for the first time in truth, say you sympathise with Jean Charles and his family.