Because They don’t interact with any person who hasn’t been vetted by a team of spin doctors, and works for a Westminster think tank, so to all intents and purposes is a robot.
I’d personally like to kidnap George Osbourne and keep him tied to a piss-sodden mattress, wearing tracky bottoms and a wife beater, in a high rise in Stockport , and force feed him pot noodles and sausage rolls, all washed down with copious pints of Stella, while pinning his eyes open, Clockwork Orange style, watching Homes Under the Hammer, and Cash in the Attic, 24/7, before going to a job centre and explaining how he’s overqualified for the zero hours contract in pound land he’s been offered.
And after all that, I’d kick the living ****ing **** out of him, obviously 😀