The judge, jury, lawyers and just about everyone else would be to busy cringing from Mr. Slants every glare to convict you.
I mean, He made several lawyers all sit down. With a single glance.
They would stand up to say something, he would glance over, they would all sit.
“She'd become a governess. It was one of the few jobs a known lady could do. And she'd taken to it well. She'd sworn that if she did indeed ever find herself dancing on rooftops with chimney sweeps she'd beat herself to death with her own umbrella.”
― Hogfather