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Tom Bower is a witchfinder, a brave and determined one, with many scalps to his name. Political leaders, business moguls and others have fallen under his forensic gaze and, well, fallen at least in public esteem.

Bower's latest target Tony Blair (Bower's new book is based on exclusive interviews with military chiefs, civil servants and Cabinet ministers. He reveals Mr. Blair decided early in 2002 on the need for ‘regime change’ to tackle Saddam Hussein) you might think doesn't have much further to fall. A pariah in his own land, no doubt, an embarrassment to the party he formerly led, certainly.

But in the United States he is still a power in somebody else's land and was recently drafted in by his enduring friends the Clintons to try and knock the wheels off the wagon of Bernie Sanders presidential run.

And all kinds of foreign countries continue to employ him at vast expense to advise on "governance" and "economic and political trends". Not to mention the corporations who pay him millions, like JP Morgan Stanley.

So, still some way to go before he reaches rock-bottom.

As my forthcoming film The Killing$ of Tony Blair makes clear Blair has made quite a living out of the killing he's done, an enemy of the friends he betrayed, a mockery of the millions who once believed in him.

With characteristic thoroughness Bower has interviewed 200 people for his book including all the cabinet secretaries who served Blair, and enough top military brass to make a foundry belch.

And they are all now belching furiously as the Chilcot Inquiry into the Iraq War, eight years in the inquiring, draws near.

The British establishment who facilitated all Blair’s crimes are now running for cover and Bower's book is a useful hiding place. It wasn't me, a big bad boy did it and ran away, they seemed to say at least to Bower.

A succession of Cabinet Ministers, expensively educated every one, line up to tell Bower they were "deceived" by Blair. Though how millions of citizens without their advantages who marched in the streets against Blair's Wars managed not to be remains unexplained.

Bower's book lays bare the maniacal decision to tie Britain and her soldiers to the decisions of the semi-imbecile Bush, the dangers of messianic leaders (US Trumpets note), the political hard-on liberals get out of war and death ( in the cause of humanitarianism of course) and much else besides.

But the subject of betrayal grabbed me hardest in this book.

Nearly a century ago EM Forster said "If forced to choose between betraying my country or betraying my friends I hope I would choose the former". In fact Blair ended up betraying both.

His betrayal of his mentor Gordon Brown when the Labour leader John Smith died in 1994 and Blair swooped in and stole the bride from the very arms of the heir apparent Mr. Brown has been the subject of many books.

Unfortunately for him, Rupert Murdoch wouldn't have appeared to have read them. If he had he wouldn't have trusted Tony Blair with his wife, Wendy Deng.

Bower strips the Blair/Wendy affair bare too. And despite Blair's "nice body...butt...and what else, what else" it is not a pretty sight.

There is no fool like an old fool that's for sure, but how could Murdoch have predicted that Blair would secretly spend the night in his bedroom and then turn up the next day in LA and ask the cuckold for money too. Though it pains me to say it, even Rupert Murdoch didn't deserve that.