It won’t; he doesn’t give a shit. None of them do, or ever have.
Fuck guillotines, I want gibbets. Not only that, I want them gibbeted then fed with bread & water so they last. Then, then, a month or so in, I would stage a fake rescue, nurse them back to health whilst telling them they’re about to become the counter-revolutionary government-in-exile that will Save Us All. Then, with whole-body shudders of relish, put them back in their fucking gibbets.*
*Especially Ian Duncan Smith
