He didn't fly back a la Superman (or even not go in the first place) as the tsunami struck. He was incommunicado with his beloved media for 4 days on the subject while his mortal enemy (G. Brown) was launching all sorts of world-saving plans. Now, like a huffy teenager in a fit of pique, he holds a press conference at the same time as his hated "sister" (G. Brown) to try and hog back the limelight, expecting this to generate no comment. Brown has spent the last week acting the statesman far more convincingly than Bliar and has been asked by over 100 MPs to turn up in their constituencies come election time, a request that I doubt will be extended to Bliar. He'll be gone by May and quickly forgotten, except when he tries to snatch at the limelight in the manner of an embarrasing Z-list celebrity. Ahh, a world without those cringe-inducing moments like the repeated photo-op I saw on the news today where Bliar poses for the camera with his arms around the shoulders of two schoolkids, looking like Gary Glitter in Thailand in his exploitativeness.