... it is inevitable that it will happen, as we have observed before.
I reckon they think 1649 was a one-off and they feel safe.
Well, it wasn't a one-off and they shouldn't. It was a limbering up exercise.
It seems we are destined to teach a series
of lessons on the limits of power to an executive gone out of control.
But there's no need to make a great ceremony of it either. On the contrary, we won't need a scaffold or anything like that this time. That would accord them too much in the way of dignity.
No, we just do it in the street and as it comes. Casual, uncontrolled vengeance — violent and bloody, but above all characterised by banality, as if wiping dogshit from one's boot. Ugly and fitting for the times.
Then we can have a nice ceremony later well after the event when all the mess has been cleared up and things have calmed down.
The Queen can make a speech. I wouldn't get the job as her wordsmith but I'd hope the gist of what she'd say would be: "Nobody pisses up the back of My Subjects and tells them it's raining.... They are a law unto themselves. And I am their Queen. Stay out of our road."