I have binged all the episodes of House of Cards, the British version. I never bored of it, could have probably done it in one sitting. I finished late last weekend.
The main character in this deliciously scandalous television program, whose name is Ian Richardson, showed me truths that were previously a mystery. He will be remembered for his expressive facial expressions, his fastidiously maintained high quality of apparel, and his intuition.
There will be a place dug out in TV cemetery for the popular program, which will be filled in with other addicting programs. Mondays through Sundays, people can visit and discuss with each other the show’s qualities that they enjoyed.
The funeral will be attended by close family and friends. An announcement will be made in the workplace TV newspaper that the show is now over and people can go back to watching their regularly scheduled programming.