Mr Quango opined last week that the judgement of history will be kinder on Cameron's coalition than the judgement of today. (Actually, it's the 2015 verdict matters ...)
But some pretty durable quick-drying cement seems to be forming around Tony Blair's feet of clay, in a lump big enough to drag him under for good. Did you see Turks and Caicos, the second of David Hare's trilogy? Beasley, the Blair character, is explicitly colluding and collaborating with the USA on extraordinary rendition + torture, and feathering his nest on an oligarchic scale, using oligarchic means.
These are hardly new charges, see CiF comments passim: and Hare's not the only proper writer to have had a crack. The Trial of Tony Blair was off the blocks as early as 2007 and probably counts as the first serious, high-profile pop at the man. And Robert Harris' The Ghost, also 2007, was obviously an outlet for similar pent-up anger. (Harris levels as much against Cherie as against Tone, which may be a fair distribution of opprobrium: don't we think her fevered love of the filthy lucre lies behind his ever more shameless venality?)
But Hare is the man to plant these things rather deeper into the collective subliminal. (Beasley, Beastly ... if the tricks of the trade are good enough for Dickens - and he had some powerful points to make.) It isn't just historians (or journalists) who have their hands on the Big Pen of History; and the very fact that 100 years from now people will be making their historical inferences based in part on the contemporary cultural landscape makes it fairly certain that heavyweight Hare's case for the prosecution will inform the Judgement. Heavens, how Blair is hated.