This is not a manual for the faint of heart, not a guide for the honest citizen who believes in hard work, merit, and the sanctity of the ballot box, its paper smelling faintly of ink and earnest hope. This is a look behind the curtain-a heavy, crimson velvet, smelling of dust and old secrets-a peek into the playbook that the powerful use to keep power within the family. The lessons within these pages are the unwritten rules whispered from one generation of a political dynasty to the next, the sound a low gravelly murmur in a dimly lit, smoke-filled room.
They are the secrets that the wealthy and the well-connected teach their children about how the world truly works-lessons the poor and the middle class, with the scent of honest sweat on their brows, are never meant to learn. Read this not as an endorsement, but as an exposé. For in a rigged game, the first step to survival is to understand the rules of the riggers.
This is not a manual for the faint of heart, not a guide for the honest citizen who believes in hard work, merit, and the sanctity of the ballot box, its paper smelling faintly of ink and earnest hope. This is a look behind the curtain-a heavy, crimson velvet, smelling of dust and old secrets-a peek into the playbook that the powerful use to keep power within the family. The lessons within these pages are the unwritten rules whispered from one generation of a political dynasty to the next, the sound a low gravelly murmur in a dimly lit, smoke-filled room.
They are the secrets that the wealthy and the well-connected teach their children about how the world truly works-lessons the poor and the middle class, with the scent of honest sweat on their brows, are never meant to learn. Read this not as an endorsement, but as an exposé. For in a rigged game, the first step to survival is to understand the rules of the riggers.