I have a theory about Gordon Brown and the Chilcot inquiry. It’s a bit half-baked, but you shouldn’t mind that. You want a fully-baked political theory, you don’t come around here. You want the Parris page for that, or one of those Nelson or Forsyth bits up front. Back here you get the leftovers. The off-cuts. The sort of analysis you might get if you imprisoned a renegade unit of soldiers from the Los Angeles underground in a shed full of odds and ends, and told them they wouldn’t be let out until they produced a column. Held together with whimsy, and references you won’t really get if you’re not quite the right age to have watched The A-Team. You know the drill.
Anyway, my theory is this: Gordon Brown will ace the Chilcot inquiry. Slam-dunk it, hole-in-one, back of the net — as many sporting metaphors as you like. The Chilcot inquiry, my theory goes, will be his finest hour.
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