What else could today’s comedy double be, but a selection of Tony Blair’s YouTube greatest hits?
Blair was the first boomer PM we’ve had but what he really wanted to be… was a rock star:
Blair has been defined by the people around him as much as anything, there’s Cherie the scouse scrounger for a start, with her own unfortunate taste in friends:
Oh Cherie.
And it seems some of her friends are really, really unfortunate – dodginess personified in fact, like Alan B’stard (NSFW):
Then there’s that “frenemy” thing he’s had got going on with Gordon Brown. Little Britain sums up the roiling depths of green-eyed envy behind Gordon’s Easter Islandesque visage:
What about John Prescott, AKA Prezza, AKA 2 Shags, AKA the Deputy PM? He was with Blair every step of the way, making no sense whatsoever:
But then, then there was that fateful day and that fateful meeting and the tragic, doomed relationship that followed. It was shock and awe, a folie a deux, a coup de foudre, many coups de lots of foudre in fact – but it could’ve been so, so beautiful:
Many wondered what it was they talked about when they were together in private. Now you know – here’s some fly-on-the-wall video from the short-lived comedy series Doubletake:
But why, oh why, oh why did he invade Iraq? Was it just for love? John Culshaw explains on behalf of the PM at a special edition of PMQ’s:
By now it was all going horribly wrong and the press were asking even more awkward questions. Bush & Blair were forced hold a joint press conference on Iraq, courtesy of Dead Ringers:
Georgies’ advice to Tone? Tell ’em “It wasn’t me”. Why not? Worked for him.
That didn’t work though and by then the electorate was getting restless and wanted him gone. Or so you’d’ve thought – but bugger me if he didn’t go and win another election. How very odd!
Electorally victorious Blair may have been, but Iraq’s was still a clusterfuck and then there was the sleaze and the cash for honours scandal at home, and by this the public was not best pleased:
Pressure from the media , pressure from the electorate, pressure from El Gordo – should he stay or should he go?
Reports said he was descending into madness and was seeing ghosts:
But he kept telling us things could only get better. Via Don’t Watch That, Watch This:
But it wasn’t getting better, oh no. Time Trumpet documents the depths to which Blair’s popularity had sunk:
Finally, finally – he resigns. according to Armando Ianucci a bottle of amaretto is mysteriously involved:
His resignation speech was a doozy. Or at least this resignation speech is:
At last, he’s gone and here’s a final goodbye, from Bloggerheads:
and a response to Cherie’s parting comments to the media at the door of No. 10 – “We won’t miss you”:
But we can’t let Mr. Tony Blair go until we’ve said thankyou. So thankyou, thankyou, thankyou Tony Blair – you’re still super!
Bonus clips:
Now we have a new PM. Hello, I’m Frank Zappa Gordon Brown!
But will Brown be a safe pair of hands? Bremner Bird & Fortune put the new PM in a reasonably-priced car to try and find out:
What will satire be like under Brown? The ‘Gordon Is A Moron” vids have already started:
Not to mention the ‘Golden Brown” filks:
Not sure the satirists have quite got the measure of the man yet. But fear not! The Beloved leader has not died, he’s just been transmogrified:
So if the Gordon Brown thing doesn’t work out, we can have a Timelord as PM. Sorted. Fantastic.
