What we have is an institution inhabited by people who rightly ought to be in an institution that lays claim to power and privilege on the grounds of magic, mystique, and… well, lies. It lives (read: thrives) on the taxpayer as a parasite
These people are tools. They leave their integrity at the door and go on air with a message. Sure, it was Paxo’s voice, but the words were always coming directly from the mouth of Aunty Beeb.
Patriotism, loyalty, and obedience have always been more useful to tyrants than love and respect, and – as we have come to see – Frank Underwood, like all presidents, real and imagined, knows their value.
Rebellion is a symptom of something else that’s going on. As spectacle it is working hard to replicate the icon of Irish revolutionary memory, and the poor dialogue is not without its genius. Few of the conversations in the programme are geared towards deepening the viewer's understanding of the persons involved, but it is retelling (or revising) the history.