[ WP ] introduce the Donald Trump counterpart in House of Cards

My father was a prime example of how a man should stand up for himself. An example of what happens when you let people push your around. Of how to be weak. After he died I promised myself that I would not stand on the sidelines while someone destroys my hard work. I was going to fight with tooth and nail for what is mine. 
 
 When I first became aware of Ray Bulker I thought of him as nothing but an buffoon with a mouth too big and pickets too deep. A big shot in the economy that strangled enough money out of people to claw his way to an estimated net worth of 2.2 billion dollars. In a way, I thought it was quite impressive. He found a way to continuously profit off of poor peasants to make it into politics as the head of the republicans. 
 
 What made him even more interesting was that he did n't need sponsorships. He could n't be swayed by the prospects of other businesses, could n't be bought by money because he already had it. He had no ties to anyone but himself, no dependencies, no true motive but to himself. He was, and still is a wild card, something I do n't want in this careful house I'm building. 
 
 When he started shouting obscenities about hispanics, asians and women on television, I figured the man was done for. Career suicide in its finest. His collegues were dumbstruck and wanted him gone. But his ratings increased. He continued his rampancy on television, opening his mouth to let his shit flow out of his mouth in a way his behind could not possibly keep up with, even after a night at Taco Bell. 
 
 I once had a discussion with him on some bills I wanted to push through congress, and he behaved as I thought he would at first. A big shot who felt like he was always right. A spoilt brat who should have been hit by his father more often to teach him some manners. When I confronted him about his behavior he did nothing but look me straight in the eyes, and smirk. 
 He did n't respect me. He did n't fear me. He had nothing but contempt for me and everyone around him. And that's when I knew. He was going to run for president, not because he wanted to be president. He wanted to show America what it had become. He wanted to show the world how broken our system truly was, show the world the true face of our political system before destroying it and building something new from the ground. He was going to undo everything I have worked towards achieving, and I'll be damned if I was going to let him get away with it. I will not stand by the sidelines and watch it happen. I am not my father. 
 
 
 
 

