I will always remember where I was when I heard that Britain and America had invaded Iraq. I was eighteen years old, sitting in the car, on my way to school. And I will always remember how I felt that day. I felt betrayed, disillusioned, disheartened that all the might we had mobilised in the months before on the streets of London and all across the country could come to nothing. Most of all, I felt angry. I heard the results of the latest opinion poll, showing that the majority of the country had, as Blair had cockily predicted, swung behind the war when it started, and I felt angry that that brazen liar would get away with it.
Seven years, no weapons of mass destruction and a devastating war later, and still no one has answered for the fiasco. Today was the moment everyone had been waiting for. Tony Blair, by all accounts visibly shaken, sitting before a panel and answering for the lies he spun which took us into a war that has cost the lives of as many as a million Iraqis. Blair, however, is a master manipulator, a used car salesman trading in platitudes, image and his own place in history. I never expected much from the Chilcot Inquiry, despite a strong public campaign demanding tough questions. I could pick the proceedings apart, but the time for analysing past mistakes is over. I have only one demand.
Tony Blair must be charged as a war criminal.