The Blair Identity/Supremacy/Ultimatim/Legacy/Betrayal

It's very rare here at the Alliance that we get anything wrong. The great thing, however, is that we're manly enough to admit it.
Previously we have referred to our former prime minister (below) as :

• war criminal
• fluffer to genocidaires
• merchant bank flunkey
• chinese estate agent
• bellicose corporate entertainer
• zionist lackey
• suicide assistant
  

to name a few. While these things are all still as true now, we welcome the chance to honour him for his fearless defence of the people of Great Britain.

When the threat was made clear, he acted decisively to avert catastrophe. So, next time you think ill of the psychopathic cunt, remember how many millions of lives he saved by his actions. The threat was real, unlike all the other times.

Dec 8 2006, London, England....The Serious Fraud Office were closing in on the web of corruption surrounding the export of death technologies to an Arab country. Normally this wouldn't be a problem. Arabs, as we know all too well, are prone to exploding, especially while trying to impose 'the caliphate' over the entire world.
However, our brave lads at the SFO had inadvertently picked on Saudi Arabia .
The then Prime minister generally loathed Arabs, and had long been trying to kill as many as he could. But these were different, well connected to the western power elite.

Once you got to know them, it was easy to accept their simple pursuit of 21st century absolutist feudal monarchy, their execution of witches and the rather 'traditional' approach to political parties, trade unions and women's voting rights.

Understand our leader's dilemma. Here he was, guardian of the nation's judicial system,his flock's spritual and moral leader. Yet also their sole protector. If he let the 'bureaucrats' prosecute, there would be blood on the streets of london. He knew this, because Prince Bandar had told him. The news filled him with dread. The story going round was that Saudi hijackers were behind that fateful day, september 11, 2001. This had naturally prompted us to invade Afghanistan and Iraq.

His empty head began to fill with with terrible possibilities. Was terrorism somehow connected with the secretive and lavishly funded networks of the international security state? Had he killed all those men, women and children for nothing,(apart from the oil stuff)? Could he, one of the most powerful cocksuckers ever to hold office, have been so terribly wrong??

Then, as he brooded over this terrible awakening, the nightmarish reverie was broken by the ring of his commecially confidential hotline. Picking up, a voice croaked the mysterious words; "£43 billion".
The effect was instantaneous!
He was no longer the Prime Minister. The shackles of justice, accountability and democracy fell, releasing him to rise above principle and once again 'do what's right'.
The trigger words from his BAE handler had wrenched him back. Back to his glamorous secret agent past.
He reverted to the cold blooded master of deception he had been when he minced about under the codename 'Miranda'!
All the training from his carefree days of snitching on CND flooded back,filling him with a righteous, uncomplicated vigour.

Agent Miranda

In a flash he knew exactly what to do.
Speed dialling the SFO, he got hold of the investigation chief. If the case wasn't dropped, he explained, people would die and BAE would drop £43 billion, jeopardising its share price! After some humming and hawing over due process, the functionary crumbled like a junior law clerk on his first date.

'Miranda' as he would now forever be, slammed down the phone. He spun his chair and looked intently, yet fondly, into the mirror.
He liked what he saw.
He realised, through working in secret, his subjects would never find out. Those grotesque lumpen clods, who dared call themselves 'the electorate', would continue wallowing in ignorance of the sacrifices he made.
A fleeting moment of bitterness clouded his mind. Would they ever show him the gratitude he deserved?
Yet he still felt proud....How many could save thousands of white people from 'unimaginable carnage™' and 43 billion quid in one day?

There'll be a bit of that coming my way, he comforted himself, when the people finally let me go........

Pow -El gets a proper job

Having tirelessly served the people for the last few years, rather than retreat to his ice fortress, the sinister Pow-El has opted for a little ME time:

Jonathan Powell, one of Tony Blair's closest advisers during his time as UK prime minister, is set to enter the banking world after agreeing to join one of Wall Street's biggest firms.

Morgan Stanley's NY base which, like most of these buildings, strongly resembles a big friendly owl

Don't fret, the government is still in safe, scaly hands:

The appointment will further strengthen ties between the Labour government and the US bank after Gordon Brown appointed Jeremy Heywood as head of domestic policy in June.

Mr Heywood, who quit as principal private secretary to Mr Blair in 2003, subsequently spent four years as co-head of Morgan Stanley's UK investment banking business before taking his position in Mr Brown's cabinet.

What special expertise will Pow-El bring to the house of Morgan Stanley? After all, his only real experience is in the controlled demolition of Yugoslavia, Afghanistan and Iraq.

"Why don't you take off that itty-bitty shirt. Them panties too. "

What, beyond his "young, purdy mouth", can this modest destroyer of societies offer a merchant bank?
According to Morgan Stanley's recruitment supremo (above):

Mr Powell will be responsible for introducing the bank to important governmental and corporate clients he met during his time as aide to Mr Blair.

We have underground samizdat publication, The Daily Telegraph to thank for confirming what we at the Alliance have long suspected:

It has become increasingly commonplace for investment banks to hire former government ministers and politicians to introduce them to clients and brief them on government policy.....
Former Conservative prime minister John Major is a senior adviser to Credit Suisse while ex-German chancellor Gerhard Schröder works part-time for Rothschild.
Italian Prime Minister Romano Prodi spent time with Goldman Sachs before and after his first spell as Italian leader in the 1990s.

Morgan Stanley declined to comment.

I hope you, brothers and sisters, do not feel the same way.

The Chalk Marks of Truth

Good Will Hutton has once again forsaken his mop, crimped tinfoil around his pate and started scribbling on the guardian briefing room blackboard!
Strong words:

Unless Alistair Darling acts, the financial sharks will make a killing while taxpayers lose billions!

During the last week, the amazing amoral asymmetry of the way the government has approached this affair - the taxpayer picks up the bill while the bankers and shareholders are in the driving seat in the service of making private fortunes - has been progressively unmasked!!

and intriguing questions:

Or has the Treasury accepted that it will have to foot part of the bill for Northern Rock's zombie legacy???

Writing furiously, he then dares to resurrect an idea from the dark ages we were so forcibly ejected from:

Nazionalisation!!!

Which, as any schoolchild with a gcse in economics, history or religious education knows, is but one step from the communist gulag. Indeed, more sober heads spell out the real priorities:

A source in the City says: 'There is a lot riding on a successful sale of Northern Rock - the reputation of the government, and London's standing as an international financial centre.'

Good Will's nemesis, therefore, is none other than the brooding, mysterious First Lord of the Treasury. Witness his previous thoughts on a similar matter:

"Mr Brown warned yesterday in his keynote conference speech that re-nationalisation would cost £22 billion.If we had £22 billion to spend it will not be for an expensive re-nationalisation. We will put investment into schools and hospitals first,"

or deadbeat financial institutions, he murmured beneath his laboured breath....