When I was about nine years old I told a bunch of advancing micro-racists that I wasn’t scared of them because “Jesus was on my side”. That the Son of God was shamefully absent throughout my subsequent twatting should have been a lesson to me then, but it was a few more years before I saw the light. Sadly, and no doubt to the excruciating discomfort of his entire public relations team, Tony Blair hasn’t quite wised up yet.