
It would be fun to see the odds offered for various fat cats over here.
In Poland the workers have a tradition of carting unpopular bosses out of the factory in a wheelbarrow.
In Britain the last time this happened to any great extent (or threatened to happen) was after the war (sorry WW2), when all the demobbed cannon fodder were thoroughly pissed off at dying so much, chucked Churchill out on his fat drunken arse, and all knew how to use guns. So they pulled a "welfare plan" out of a liberal hat (they were the ones who designed it) and got the ever-helpful Labour hypocrites to push it through so they could be blamed when or if it fucked up. The deceit worked, and instead of nationalizing the land and big industry, we got crumbs off the banqueting table and 60 years of continued bloodsucking.
Think about it. Suddenly when things got hot, the arseholes didn't dare say they couldn't afford it or there was no money in the kitty, and Britain was a damn sight poorer then than it is today.
It's a tradition of the rich to kill the poor. Normally fairly indirectly by sickness or traffic accidents or drink or drugs or tobacco, but frequently by outright war - and not just on colonial semi-slaves. Churchill in Sidney Street, Pinkerton's thugs in the US, etc. When the workers or the poor turn out on pickets or demonstrations, who are the ones armed to the teeth and protected by all sorts of high-tech combat-wear?
Just a couple of thoughts.
(Paris, cos she'd make an entertaining wailing woman behind the coffins (XXL) of the various terminated fat cats...)