The truth is that for any good Tony Blair did whilst in office it will never come close to eclipsing his decision to unleash a war on Iraq in 2003, a decision he took in defiance of the biggest mass movement the world has seen and on the basis not of faulty intelligence so much as a messianic and God-given sense of mission.
Criticism is great and without it there'd be a lot less motivation for humans to push themselves and keep coming up with better films, better ways of farming, better cars and better air travel, but empty, meaningless remarks don't help anyone. And if the authors of such remarks are being honest, it doesn't help them either.
If you're hot, you're hot. It doesn't matter about your colour, ethnicity or race. But all hell has broken loose this week after US men's magazine GQ has come under fire for its '100 sexiest women of the century' list, which categorises some women according to their race and ignores the heritage of others.
What baffles me is where are the people who should be standing up asking why in this day and age we still rate people based on their looks? Being a feminist isn't about tasting your period, not shaving or hating men. Being a feminist (for me) is realising that you are beautiful, smart and interesting enough and don't need the media to tell you other wise. Being a feminist (again, for me), is about having that confidence to be the best woman you can be, and not hiding behind your vagina, but instead reclaiming your c**t.
Every year for about a month, London gets a lot less funny. Vast swathes of the nation's favourite comedians all flock up to Edinburgh for the month of August. However, a few valiantly stay behind to participate in the ever growing Camden Fringe and one man gallantly at the forefront of this years fringe is James Mullinger.