Iraq lies 'nobody's fault'
That one can smile and smile and be a villain.
The smirk is back on Teflon Tonys face. Alastair Campbell is
grinning. Even John Scarlett looks cheerful. Small wonder, when you
consider that last weeks Butler report cleared Blair of lying
to parliament and the people time and time again about the intelligence
case for invading Iraq and that Tuesdays Commons debate on Butler
was a cakewalk for the prime minister, the government winning a procedural
motion forced on them by rebel backbenchers by a majority of 214.
Just 30 Labour backbenchers registered their opposition to the war
and the subsequent cover-ups by voting against their own party. As
I write, the ink is drying on a cabinet reshuffle which will have
the Westminster village in a frenzy for days, and then there is the
long summer recess, part of which, unbelievably, the prime minister
intends to spend with Sir Cliff Richard. By the autumn, Butler and
the whole embarrassing business will be forgotten. Or will it?
The core of the Butler report is this: No individual was to
blame ... there was no deliberate attempt on the part of the government
to mislead. So, you see, it was nobodys fault. Nobodys
fault that this country was led into an imperialist war of invasion
and occupation; nobodys fault that tens of thousands of innocent
Iraqi men, women and children were killed or maimed; or that more
than a thousand of the invading troops (also the fathers, sons and
brothers of grieving families) themselves have been killed or wounded,
the total rising nearly every day; or that the infrastructure of Iraq
was virtually destroyed. Nobodys fault. Just a series of collective
mistakes and shortcomings. Never has one heard the notion of collectivity
given such emphasis by the ruling class. If everybody is to blame,
then, of course, ultimately nobody is to blame. |

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You can understand why the Morning Star headlined the Butler report
as Another coat of whitewash (July 16). True, of course,
but not the whole truth. Did anyone really expect Butler and his
carefully chosen committee of privy counsellors to name names?
After all, when he was just Sir Robin Butler and as cabinet secretary
was Whitehalls head boy, it was Lord Butler who eased Blair
into the business of government after the 1997 election victory.
On the committee were also two politicians, Ann Taylor (Labour)
and Michael Mates (Conservative) - both safe pairs of hands, who,
word has it, stood up respectively for the case that no blame should
be apportioned to individual politicians or intelligence officers.
Butler reportedly accepted their stipulations and, again allegedly,
was on the receiving end of some pretty firm guidance
from Downing Street to the effect that their should be no direct
criticism of the prime minister.
Is this true? We cannot tell. The government would deny it. But
surely the whole point is that ever since the war and particularly
in the post-Butler climate trust in the government has simply been
destroyed. Nobody knows what to believe.
The Butler committees remit was deliberately made very tight:
to examine the intelligence which was used to justify war against
Iraq. But if you study the reports 196 pages, it constitutes
a damning indictment - not just of the obvious equivocations and
plain deception surrounding the September 2002 dossier in particular;
not just of the way in which the leaders of the Secret Intelligence
Service (SIS) and the Joint Intelligence Committee (JIC) abandoned
all their supposed objectivity and professionalism; but of the whole
rotten culture of government under Blair, with its arrogant contempt
towards his own cabinet colleagues, towards parliament and the people
who elected him. Political objectives drove the intelligence, whereas
for the establishment it should have been the other way round. In
a fateful conflation of assessment and advocacy, the facts
were made to fit the case, however implausible the case happened
to be.
The problem with understanding Butler is that it is written in that
sort of Mandarin of which Sir Humphrey himself would have been proud.
Forget any democratic notions of public accountability, of elected
politicians and the civil service elite being held to account for
what they said and did. The document is actually intended to be
intelligible only to a tight network of senior politicians and bureaucrats.
It needs to be deciphered.
Space does not allow a detailed exegesis of the text, but let us
just look at the notorious September 2002 dossier, interleaving
Butlers comments with how we perceive the reality to have
been. By the spring of that year it was already clear that Blair
and Bush had decided to make war on Iraq. Why they so decided is
the subject for another article. By September, Blair needed to present
a strong case to parliament in order to bolster the ultimatum contained
in the draft of UN resolution 1441. The problem was this: how to
demonstrate that Saddam Husseins military capability and intentions
in relation to weapons of mass destruction presented a real and
present danger to UK interests?
In an unprecedented exposure of SISs resources and methods,
we learn that this multi-million-pound-funded agency, with its swanky
new headquarters on the south bank of the Thames and its tremendous
reputation for being simply the best intelligence service in the
world, had around five sources reporting on Iraq, of whom only two
could apparently be considered reliable. Whether any of these were
actually living in Iraq remains open to question, but it is clear
that the main channel of information came from exiled opposition
groups based in London. Rumour has it that the current puppet Iraqi
prime minister, Iyad Allawi, was a long-term SIS agent.
Given the urgency of the demand from government, SIS was prepared
to part with large sums of money to prove that Saddam had WMDs.
Not surprisingly, the exiles came up with sources -
supposedly members of Saddams inner circle - who could testify
that the Iraqi dictator not only had functional WMDs but was engaged
in an active nuclear bomb programme. These sources, soon classified
as established and reliable, were in fact fabricators,
purveying second- or third-hand gossip of no real intelligence value.
Butler tells us that all the SIS agents in question were unreliable,
seriously flawed or subject to serious doubt,
which, translated, means that they were well paid purveyors of duff
information to naive (or perhaps not so naive) SIS officers.
To give the service its due at this point, the production and requirements
departments at SIS headquarters evidently attached all manner of
warnings and caveats to the CX reports in question. They must themselves
have known that the intelligence they passed to government at this
time was hardly worth the paper it was printed on. It certainly
was not good enough for Alastair Campbell, Blairs closest
confidant and arch spin-doctor, and Jonathan Powell, the prime ministers
chief of staff. Their sole concern was not the truth, but merely
presentation. Through former SIS career officer John
Scarlett, now chairman of the JIC, and Campbells mate,
they conveyed to SIS chief Sir Richard Dearlove the urgent need
for something more. Hence Scarletts begging email of September
11 2002, with its last call! for any items of intelligence
which could be included in a dossier which all the key players felt
was not strong enough to justify the eventual case for war.
Lo and behold, on the very next day, Dearlove delivered a report
from a so-called reliable senior military source in Iraq, conveying
the startling information that Iraq had an arsenal of chemical and
biological weapons capable of delivery within 20-45 minutes. Just
the ticket, and how convenient. With Scarletts active connivance,
all reports were stripped of their numerous caveats; words like
may and could, which Powell thought presented
a bit of a problem, were changed to will and can.
Nothing was said about the fact that, even if Saddam did possess
such a current capability, it related only to battlefield munitions
such as gas shells. Scarlett and Dearlove both knew that the technical
experts in the Defence Intelligence Staff (DIS) would find the dossiers
assertions incredible because they were unsupported by any reliable
intelligence and, frankly, were incredible. So the DIS was simply
locked out of the distribution chain.
On September 24 2002 Blair got on his feet and presented the dossier,
suggesting then and repeatedly afterwards that the information was
extensive, detailed and authoritative, when it was none
of those things. Was he lying? Did he know that the dossier was
based on duff intelligence, massaged by the SIS/JIC/Downing Street
cabal to fit his political requirements, or, as Butler kindly puts
it in various euphemisms, the judgements in the dossier went
to (although not beyond) the outer limits of the intelligence;
Language in the dossier and used by the PM may have left readers
with the impression that there was fuller and firmer intelligence
than was the case; more weight was placed on the intelligence
than it could bear. All Sir Humphrey-speak for saying that
the September dossier was worthless. Maybe Campbell and Scarlett
decided not to trouble the PM with the sordid details, but it is
surprising that he did not ask his sofa cabinet of cronies, Are
you sure about this? Perhaps they lied to him. Who knows?
Even at the time, as we now know, members of the Blair cabinet like
Robin Cook, who subsequently resigned over the matter, were convinced
that the dossiers claims were false. By July 2003 SIS finally
had to come clean and take the rare step of withdrawing
the reports which had provided the September dossier with all its
meat. Guilty conscience? Forget it. Just the expediency which comes
from acknowledging that youve been taken for a ride - or been
found out. All the same, credit to Dearlove for having some guts,
however late in the day. Everyone apparently knew about this withdrawal
- everyone except Tony Blair, we are told, who only learned about
it when he read the Butler report. Now we know that Tony lives on
the Olympian heights, where mundane matters are not permitted to
cloud his sublime reflections, but it stretches credibility to breaking
point to suggest that nobody, simply nobody, bothered to tell him
that the basis on which he had gone to war, the justification
for the deaths of thousands of people, was just conveniently fabricated,
politically motivated guff.
Certainly, as a matter of record nobody saw fit to mention this
trifling matter to Lord Hutton during their testimony at his enquiry.
It also slipped their minds when addressing the Commons Intelligence
and Security, and Foreign Affairs Committees - those supposed watchdogs
over the activities of our special services. The politicians
have not graced us with an explanation for this surprising oversight
on their part - the spies are putting it about that the matter was
too sensitive to raise in such fora. Do they by any
chance mean too embarrassing? The other day we marked
the anniversary of the death of David Kelly, who told us the truth.
Vindicated, but tragically too late.
There is so much more that could be said about this sickening affair.
God knows, we have no illusions in that pathetic thing called parliamentary
democracy, but the depth of the equivocation, the chicanery and
the sheer deception revealed to us, albeit in the obscure language
of the Butler report, still comes as a shock. Read it carefully
for yourselves. Are we really being governed by such pathetic and
moronic shits? In a few days time John Scarlett is due to take up
his post as the new chief of SIS, an appointment that vividly reflects
Blairs arrogant disregard for what is going on around him.
Even Tories like Iain Duncan Smith, Malcolm Rifkind and William
Hague have made it clear that Scarlett should not get the job. The
unspoken basis of their position is that Scarlett (and Dearlove,
for that matter) have totally discredited the good name
of the SIS, and destroyed its standing in the intelligence community
and the credibility of its product. If Scarlett does become the
next C, he will be an albatross around SISs neck.
When the dust has settled, you can expect massive increases in SISs
official budget, not to mention its secret take from various other
government sources like the MOD. In what must be the most pathetic
and incredible excuse of all, SIS claimed that the failures revealed
by the Butler report were due to a lack of resources and underfunding.
Yes, really. Across the river, the Security Service is in the process
of recruiting some 3,000 extra spies to keep an eye on us in the
name of the war on terror. For the first time since
World War II they are talking about establishing regional offices
with Security Service staff working alongside (ie: directing the
work of) the local special branch. Their Millbank offices will be
far too small. How long before Eliza Manningham-Buller imitates
Stella Rimington and delivers a Dimbleby lecture about the global
terrorist threat and the urgent need to increase the Security Services
budget?
The intelligence services are a microcosm of the system which rules
over us. Undemocratic and unaccountable. With their worthless charters
and their legal status in terms of acts of parliament,
they will always be with us. They are the avowed enemies of our
class and of all that we as communists and revolutionaries fight
for.
Patrick Presland
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