(That'd be great if literally anyone but Zeik and Silb were even vaguely aware of my existence)
oh are you hidden
The Picture of Xiachard Striachi
News from Zeikeutsyr! The Qinghai Pact has become nationhood with the abduction and angry stabbing of the Emperor Aumi, Yuan Xiachi, and has now been replaced as the newly-wed Kaiser Erhard Striker II moves to take power by crowning himself Emperor of Austreutsyr, merging the two crowns!
The new nation is faced with threats from the core and the rim, for Zhanshi Province has broken from the empire and declared itself the Empire of the Sagittarius Arm, expanding into multiple systems and merging politically with the Nation of Vahhopaya to form a theocratic caste society in Upper Zeikeutsyr. Led by the Lord Martial Szen Tsan, it is sure of victory! The Principality of Avalon and the (former) System-State of Neu-Rhodesia has joined them in the Tripartite Pact due to their shared cultural values, forming a bulwark against this new superpower! The Portallan states, disgusted by this, have declared independence under the Celestial Throne as the true heir to Zeikeutsyr. Barrothian fleets have also been sighted, heading for the Zephyrinja system!
Threatened, Guiying has undeclared independence, and has merged to become a duchy of the Konigreich of Silberfluss. A direct satrap of the Veil, Vulpine colonists are being exchanged for military protection, turning the autonomy into a practical and very foxy puppet state of the Konigreich as the Warrior Queen Caramecai drills her fleets for battle! The Eisenblut are off their minds, for the Little Dragon has only recently introduced them to Rhodesian Kush.
Allied against the Empire of Austreutsyr is Admiral Cheng I Sen, who having made peace in Isauria, has taken to her side as a wife the leader of the Dominion there. They're very cute together. Although they are much preoccupied, the balance of powers are set in motion, and when she is finished campaigning in Isauria, it is likely that Lady Diana Strider will take unto her the pin of the gods.
Like for real, I don’t think you’ve done first contact with most people
Catastrophe in Zephyrinja!
As Cylostra makes her bid for the throne, the nation has been split into a threeway civil war! On the Portallan side, the bastard child of the former emperor is being held up as the legitimate ruler of Zeikeutsyr, while the Empress Tiānshi (formerly Princess Cylostra) rules from many of the core territories as the wife of the old emperor. Kaiser Erhard Striker II, however, now Kaesare of all Zeikeutsyr, is ambitious to conquer his new pan-national state!
But it has been a farce! Regent Pyrsa of Barroth has entered the fray, as the Colony is revealed to be a construct of ancient design and their time near Ash was spent building into it a super big warp drive. The grand ritual years in the making has been revealed to come to fruition here. The Colony of Barroth has been hurled into the sun, and from its corpse comes a society of fire dragons. Sadly, the sun has been knocked out, and the empire is now really really dark. Flashlights are recommended, but not required.
(Addendum, the Imperial Overwatch has declared the use of flashlights to be a requirement. Failure to use or own one will result in punishment.)
As this society begins to attack Zephyrinja, the space dragons are barely held off. The Sengoku Jidai 2 has escalated!
In other news, Zeikeutsyr is declared dead by Prime Minister Ui of The Prussian Raumreich. Inia has been declared as the replacement.
In order to fill this power vacuum, Inians nationwide have begun pumping iron in order to match musculature.
(Not hidden but my RMB posts are only news for people who my nation would be aware exist, ie. Anyone whomst I've had first contacts. Its not just things getting broadcast into space for anyone to get mad about, that'd be kinda silly. I dont jump on anyone else's stuff cause IG i shouldnt know about it yet)
your literally on my border...
(And yet i dont meddle with you because you can be close by and I can still have no idea youre there in the rp)
Several experts from Nehekhera, in the region to map out local transport lanes as to avoid future collisions from sudden Jump Array events, have issued formal requests to try and collect specimens for research before the species is pacified. Offers have also been made in regards to assisting the effort in stabilizing the area.
The Silent Conquest
Tuuvan looked him up and down, and found not a hint of this senator before him that was not full-blooded civil servant. His hair, combed back into a slight slick back, was a dark black. His face was wiry and long, his chin absolute, his eyes a constant judgemental glare. He looked ready to snap, like every second cost him money. He could imagine this man in any role. A stock broker, perhaps? Or maybe a factory boss? What he didn't expect, by all regards, was that he was once the chief logistics manager for a small Acadian shipping company based upon the second moon of Orono.
"I was a zippy at the time, this was before my boss was replaced. They called it ... a 'reform', the Reforms. Every government-affiliated business had to go through with them. But they weren't reforms, they were purges - the Acadian government was eager to appease their new masters, after all."
"Why did they focus only on the leadership?"
"Simple. Nobody else mattered. The Laconians aren't tyrants, they're just rulers - Winston knew he wouldn't be able to control us all directly, so he played ball, rearranged the leadership and made his rule more of a liberation. He didn't put a single boot on Acadian soil, after all. Not like we could resist if he used his navy to cut off food shipments from Prentiss. It made us such suck-ups that we didn't just tolerate it, but we lapped up everything he gave us, not just out of fear but sometimes out of a real belief in his oration of a new unified Acadian Empire. There was no need to change the status quo, no Acadian nationalism. None at all. We were the perfect conquests, the little workhouses of the empire."
"So nobody attempted any rebellion?"
"We had a few skirmishes, mostly out in Maurizani, near the subcontinents, around the less economically developed statelets. Places with big religious, cultural connotations, reasons to want a united Acadia independent from Mars, or Laconia, or ... whatever fück-off racism they had towards the colonies. No, that's a mischaracterisation. It was pride. I don't blame them, even if they were stupid to try what they tried. It's hard bowing every time some admiral with trees growing out of his head walks into the room ... but with what they've done for us, we'll manage. They were places that really didn't like the idea of Orono coming back into the fold, too, even if the original treaty said that we'd be deciding our own immigration and trade policies - they had good reason to, mind. Laconia was boss now. Who said they'd keep their word? But nobody could ever awaken a large-scale rebellion for one simple reason."
"What reason was that?"
"There's an old quote, from an Acadian merchant. Before the Planetary Assembly. 'Give me control of a nation's money supply, and I care not who makes its laws'. He was right, whoever he was. The government here on Acadia isn't tyrannical, but it's hardly a democracy, and it's most certainly closer to the methods of a Vulpine despot than it is a full fledgling senatorial republic. But the control we have over our citizenry? The way we've utterly destroyed their reliance on themselves, put their worth into money and their power into our hands and bank accounts?" He scoffed, "We took Acadia, this ... frothing, bubbling cesspool of nationalism, infighting, hatreds. And we dismantled all that made it dance out of tune. Projected it outwards, all forty billion of us, and burned all the bridges that were behind us, millennia of insubordination, in a way no government has ever done before in history. Do you know how many Acadian citizens there are on food stipends?"
"Bingo. A little less come the next count, I'm sure, and with heaping of agricultural techno-marvels ... see why we bow to the uniform? Bless these new colonial initiatives. Now, some countries call our unemployment rate - or, well, unproductive employment ratio - a detriment. A big national shame to the game of nations with one-hundred percent employment rates and housing markets, and who do not believe in finite resources. Fück that. It's the greatest invention in Acadian history. Because we did have nationalists, and we did have presidents and prime ministers of our provincial states who wanted to rebel, protectorates especially, and do you know what we did to their soldiers? Their ministers and their factory workers? We told them if they considered rebellion, everybody connected to the insurgency would be off the stipend. The only logistical lifeline worth a damn that we had ever given them - well, if you don’t count food, water, economic development, the ousting of third world authoritarian despots and dictators…"
"I see. Like that?"
"Like that. Grandmothers, cousins, brothers, fathers and mothers, all losing their only lifeline. Three in four people are on stipend, after all. If they rebelled, they would let them starve, and know that they would have starved their own homelands into submission, and if any self-sufficient regions tried anything ... well, again, who says the Planetary Assembly was ever democratic?"
He looked beyond me, to where I knew a plaque for 'excellent martial service to the empire' was placed upon his wall. It was two Laconian swords, crossed over an artistic picture of Acadia herself. He paused for effect. I took a sip of my tea.
"Besides, we had enough favours to stock our political capital for the next decade. The Assembly had made sure of that. Banks, electronic cash ... yes, all ours. All easily made to the specifications of confiscation. Why would a man with real estate, taxes to pay, a family to care for, ever look beyond that threat? Wordlessly, and without a single shot fired, the cradle of Acadia and her many billions had been incorporated into the empire of Duarte's creation."
Yirphraes IU-546388939-B would accept the offer and provide rather detailed flight logistic information to avoid planetside anti-orbital defenses and halt the actual bombardment from Circulating-Manta until the 10 The-Quiet-Growing-Shield Class Heavy Cruisers being sent as anti-material shields and escorts give an all clear once Nehekharan land forces have returned safely.
In addition a landing escort of 30 Nocticae Assarius will provide up to date geographical guidance and aid Nehekharan land troops.
Reservariae Astra under the Yirphraes would request any copies that can be provided but not feel the need to push the Nehekharan allies into any danger.
Federation News Network
Underwood Oversees Negotiations!
Vice-President Calvin Underwood has been tapped by President Andrew Cameron to oversee negotiations between the Council of Planetary Governors and the Federation Government over Federation-Planetary Trading Rights. The Federation is expected to negotiate infrastructure, foster better relations between the Planetary Governments and the Federal Government, and Promote Economic Prosperity. These talks are mandated under the Galactic Reconciliation Act, which was signed in the aftermath of the Second Alliance War to ensure that the planetary bodies are content and happy to be member-states of the Federation.
Cameron Accepted Foreign Aid?
According to an individual close to President Cameron, they say that the President accepted foreign money during the 2643 Democratic-Progressive Primaries, while it is not illegal, it is heavily frowned upon by the nation. According to the source, then candidate Andrew Cameron agreed to sell off rights to the Federation Power Armor in exchange for support for his campaign. More news to follow.
The Federation Government has begun colonization efforts in the former area of Algeria, the Minister of Interior Affairs and cited the land would become an Economic Center for the Federation and have a level of autonomy.
General Council Gridlocked!
The rising neo-Tuvhalian tide has claimed a new victim – the entire political process of Istanistan. A daring procedural motion in the General Council has tipped the nation into crisis, as young radicals affiliated with Isaan Abd Kovraan’s hardliner wing of the Party of Labour have launched an inventive new challenge to both the traditionalism of their elders and the enduring silence of Anu Narahama.
The General Council of Istanistan contains the entire sweep of society across economic, political, social, cultural, and home life. Its delegates represent social groups more than constituencies. Debate is permanent, common, and rarely resolved. While the Party of Labour’s rise and the advent of the Steering Committee have somewhat improved productivity, it is still generally accepted that no legislation has ever managed to survive contact with the Council. Majorities are fleeting, factions are impermanent, and the interest groups that back and command them are infinitely changeable. The few attempts that have been made to impose order – most notably by the Autonomist=Wayfarer coalition that attempted to take control of the Council and permanently decentralize Istanistan – have all inevitably met political disaster. The general principle is that the Council does not solve problems, propose permanent solutions, or make statements of values on behalf of the whole of Istanistan without virtual unanimity. Binding resolutions are therefore generally left to the Ethics Council, which makes its preferences clear in the topics that Istanistan’s policy is therefore shifting, mutable, inconsistent, and unpredictable. Narahama’s building of parallel institutions – the People’s Bank, the professionalized foreign services – was meant to avoid this. It has, by many accounts, only made it worse.
This anarchy of interests generally works, driven on the Istani principle that no problem can actually be solved but that the process of argument over them, and the compromises that are struck, is ultimately the process by which civilization advances. Disagreement and debate leads to conflict, conflict creates opposing principles, compromise breeds creativity, and the response to the problem creates new institutions which advance the complexity of society and therefore civilization. No problem is ever solved, and no question is ever answered – what is left behind is instead the results of friendly disputes. Under normal circumstances, this would work.
Kovraan’s loyalists, however, have made a stand. As radical neo-Tuvhalians, they wish to return to an age of philosophy in which there truly was an answer, in which problems were soluble, and in which objective standards could be determined. Even if a perfect response based on objective reason and transcendent purpose was not practically possible in the real world under present conditions, it was still the target to aim at. This is unorthodox bearing on borderline heresy, but for the young and the hardline it presents an appeal in a diverse but stagnant universe. Several junior lawmakers have therefore taken a stand on behalf of their philosophical premises and thrown the nation into gridlock.
The General Council Committee for Abstractions is a usually staid body dominated by questions on principle. Its chair, Inaq Dov Abdran, is a respected elder Labourist and an effective nonentity. Each new legislative measure must pass through Abstractions, which provides commentary on principle. By precedent, it does not initiate measures of its own. Given that the General Council abhors final rulings on moral or philosophical issues, it has become a sinecure to pack away respected elderly politicians where they can bicker endlessly and create unreadable responses to unparseable moral questions. Several of Kovraan’s followers, however, secured junior positions on the Committee. While lacking a majority, they possess several key allies. The radicals, having discovered that only precedent prevents the introduction of legislation in Abstractions, have therefore put together a simple measure: “RESOLVED: that the General Council considers existential questions clearly soluble, in principle, through the application of reason”.
This poses a problem. Dov Abdran cannot allow this legislation to leave committee – if it does and reaches the floor of the General Council, the result would be chaos, disorder, and potential months of time for the neo-Tuvhalians and their increasingly belligerent liberal foes to have it out in public, spreading their viewpoints and advancing social division. With the Party of Labour’s congress coming up, a presumed election soon thereafter, and the galaxy in chaos, this is impermissible. Dov Abdran could also attempt to bury the phrase under a sea of amendments and water it down to oblivion, but that would be seen by both hardliners and traditionalists as a sign of weakness and a concession that something about the statement might be true. While many approve of the neo-Tuvhalian movement’s growing vigour, others – particularly allies of the Silent Ambassador – have reportedly demonstrated great displeasure at the movement’s attempted strongarming of Zeikeutsyr policy. They urge that legislative tradition be upheld, a line in the sand be drawn, and the neo-Tuvhalian radicals be put back in their place. An amendment strategy might die under a common front of neo-Tuvhalian hardliners, traditionalist intransigents, and liberal oppositionists. Finally, Dov Abdran could also bow to the traditionalists and simply marshal the votes in Committee required to crush the insurgents and vote down the legislation before it leaves Committee. This is risky. In the short run, the Committee both loves and thrives upon debate. To cut short consideration of a profound principle would infuriate traditional members. It is also suspected that several Abstractions members are looking for neo-Tuvhalian approval to survive the coming next elections, and that they might vote against Dov Abdran and throw the Committee into chaos. Finally, crushing the proposal would indicate that it does consider existential questions soluble, having just solved one – the solubility of existential questions! It would be an admission of neo-Tuvhalian principle devastating to traditional norms. Committee business has slowed to a crawl.
This is a problem because, according to the standing rules of the General Council, a committee can only officially consider one piece of legislation at a time. Until the neo-Tuvhalian proposal is cleared, it is therefore impossible for Abstractions to create official commentaries on any of the current legislation before the Council – the entire legislative process will therefore slowly but surely grind to a halt. More worryingly, any attempt to amend the rules of the General Council will require debate – and therefore an official report from Abstractions which it cannot give until the current legislative measure clears. With the anti-Zephyri protest wave still whipped up by Abd Kovraan, the neo-Tuvhalian cause's strength and profile will only continue to grow. Another question also lingers - the neo-Tuvhalians are a collection of citizens, academics, and cultural cranks attached to the secret services - this level of competence, especially in the legislature, should be beyond them. Who is giving them advice?
For now, the problem is contained. But the longer it lingers, the worse it will become – Dov Abdran, and the powers above them, now face a headache.
The NPE government begin to building fortifications on both sides of the coast of Bering Strait. Also the NPE government discusses the idea of rebuilding the Bering Land Bridge.
Alexandra Baker Affirms “Suburbia Forward” Platform in Election Year Opener
As 2646 opens, so does the political campaigns of many hopeful candidates. Alexandra Baker, set to turn 30 (the minimum age to serve as prime minister) just weeks shy of the prime ministerial election, certainly is no different. In a public rally held at Eastern Park in Liures, attended by a largely youthful audience, Ms. Baker delivered a stirring speech where amidst her campaign goals and visions of a socially democratic Suburbia, one message was unmistakably clear and repeated: a Suburbia Forward.
“You might not realize, but I am speaking to the most rapidly advancing demographic in Suburbia. Those between the ages of 14 – 24 currently make up about 18% of our population. Within the next five years, that percentage is expected to jump to 28%. Yes. 10% more. While many adults might view this trend as potentially frightening – more blasting of pop music, more graffiti maybe, more memes of shirtless king idols and frogs on unicycles – it is my belief that this is exactly what our country needs. An outburst of youthful spark that will spark a revolution in Suburbia.
A revolution of equity, of compassion, of fraternity. A revolution to drive away the forces of reactionism, extremism, impoverishment, and imperialism. A revolution to move Suburbia Forward.
What does this transformation entail? Given your attention spans, and honestly for many adults too, I will summarize my pillars of Suburbia Forward as brief as I can.
Compassionate diplomacy: for far too long, we have been reactionary and condescending in our international diplomacy. Among the stars, we have done little to nothing to accommodate the millions of alien refugees desperately seeking shelter and safety, consigning that task to other countries since they’re so willing. We have eschewed relations with most alien governments, following on a paranoid model of unrestrained alien aggression that began with the Equisian destruction of Dawn in 2625 and sadly continues to this day with the Manchu remnants and Sosseath incursions. From the Zephyri settlement in Spain to the Eucadian Spring, the past administrations have infected Kiwis with the ideas that aliens are untrustworthy, violent, and out to get us. Only if we could get rid of Equis, public enemy number one, only then we can be safe! That is how we know 70% of all known nations in the Spur.
On Earth itself, we aren’t doing much better. Our Pacific rivalry with the NPE has amped up massively, in the name of national security. We have more ships patrolling, more soldiers ready for war against the NPE. Tensions at the highest they have ever been, so high that one trigger happy sailor on both sides is liable to start a war that will devastate Northern Imperials and Kiwis alike. All the while, we are moaning our loss of a “renewed empire” in Sihn after the Ashian agreement while trying to hold on to one in Somalia and Kenya at great cost to their people.
We are failing in our diplomacy, like it or not. We are choosing war and violence over peace and cultivation of relationships. We must change compassionately, and that change must start with the government. Instead of rolling back on Equis and the NPE, we will seek to amend our grievances. We will visit Canterlot and Tokyo and meet them face to face instead of desiring to meet them on a battlefield. There has been no instance in modern history where diplomacy, when used correctly and mutually, has failed. We must also visit and foster relationships with the rest of the alien Spur and end our self-imposed isolation of distrust and fear from them. We must officially denounce the horrors of the Eucadian Spring and the evil of THEMIS. We must welcome in their refugees and immigrants and end our restrictive quotas and encourage socio-cultural exchanges between all of us who inhabit this Spur. This is compassionate diplomacy – for a Suburbia Forward.
Equitable economic ownership: Capitalism. Long a necessary – so we think – but deeply unequitable system that really rewards only the top 1% and throws out whatever meager remains left to the rest of the 99% - and as they say it, it’s a dog-eat-dog world for that 99%. You would think that with such an unjust system existing for over a millennium now, we would get it by now. But we don’t. Just months ago, billionaires across the country rejoiced when they were given their third tax break. The big drivers of the economy so claim the Nats – Apcore, Denel Defense, Pacifica (ADP, Suburbia’s biggest companies and initialism symbolizing all the country’s big businesses) – who need as little regulation as possible so they can keep helping out the country. And by country, they really mean the board of executives. All the while, behind our backs, they crush unions, resist watchdogs trying to regulate them, and squeeze workers out of their pensions all in the name of a few more billion pennies for their bottom line.
We shall not stand for this any longer. It is time we return the economy to those who deliver their blood, sweat and tears to it day after day – the people. It’s time we finally hold ADP accountable for their abuse and cheating of the people under the capitalistic system. It’s time that we offer tax incentives not to prevent ADP from hoarding their wealth but to encourage them to act in the public interest. It is time we encourage worker-owned cooperatives or publicly owned enterprises managed by workers and consumer representatives. A greater democratization of the economy. Work is not predicated on starvation or greed, it should be predicated on its meaningfulness and value towards the individual and society at large. This is equitable economic ownership – for a Suburbia Forward.
Youthful engagement: as I mentioned in the beginning, there’s gonna be a whole lot of younger people in our country. Especially in the teenage years, they are faced with a paradox – encouraged to think and express their thoughts but once they do so they are disparaged and shunned. They are idiots, children, uneducated. Sound familiar? Over and over that is built until total apathy is achieved. Meaning they won’t care anymore. For all they care, someone like Wendt could run the country and they would be perfectly fine. Now, this is not only a youth problem but increasingly I see it in the older pop as well. See the problem? Our country, founded and cherished upon democratic values and traditions, will cease to exist if the majority of us – and its looking that way – just stop caring.
Greater engagement with the political process. An encouragement of a consciousness culture of voting and its immense importance. A youth parliament where the youth can speak out about their concerns for the country – even for those that cannot even vote yet – their voices, their opinions still matter. What they want to say shall be heard at the highest level – Constance Hall. Youth and adult political committees across all the schools of the land. All of these and more are the keys to revitalizing our decaying representative democracy. This is engagement – for a Suburbia Forward.
Now I know what you’re thinking: that I have not been brief and that all I say is either impossible, constitutes a national security threat, will cost too much money, or that I am trying to turn our country communist. Yes to the first point, this is as brief as I could make it. And no to all of those counterpoints. We have had all the tools we needed to institute my entire platform for decades now. Imagine that? We have just been unwilling to look under our aggression and paranoia to see that our country is falling behind, backwards into oblivion.
But we can – and we will – move towards a brighter day for all Kiwis, old and young. A revolution where compassion and empathy will triumph and bring us all closer to each other than we ever imagined. For a Suburbia Forward."
Dov Avaran Fails to End Legislative Blockade
A daring procedural maneuver almost resolved Istanistan’s looming legislative crisis, but failed – plunging the General Council into new realms of uncertainty. To pass legislation, all bills before the General Council must – before their enactment – pass through the Committee for Abstractions, which provides commentary on principle and philosophical implications. In general, Abstractions is something of a backwater where one parks parliamentary grandees. Over the three hundred years of the General Council’s existence, no significant action of any kind occurred within its bounds. Now, however, the rising and radicalizing Neo-Tuvhalian movement has changed this. A group of bold young radicals loyal to the charismatic ideologist Isaan Abd Kovraan, having secured seats on the backwater committee, did the unprecedented and introduced legislation from within Abstractions for discussion. The text of their bill was simple: “RESOLVED: that the General Council considers existential questions clearly soluble, in principle, through the application of reason”.
This immediately led to a crisis. Under existing Council rules of order, there is no easy way to curtail debate on a given piece of legislation within a committee. Similarly, committees examine one piece of legislation at a time. This has traditionally led to legislative efficiency, with committees incentivized to move through bills as quickly as possible and authors of legislation incentivized to limit the scope of their proposals. This, in turn, has preserved the traditional prerogatives of individual councils and communes to self-direct and led to an institutional resistance to centralized power. Now, however, the radicals have turned this same system on its head. No new legislation can enter Abstractions – and therefore be adopted as law – until the radicals’ existential questions bill has been either approved or shut down by the committee. Given the balance of power between liberals, traditionalists, neo-Tuvhalians, and moderates on the committee, no easy path exists to consensus. If the bill were approved in principle by Abstractions, that would send it to the floor of the General Council and spark chaos, not in the least because the body of the Council charged with weighing out philosophical questions would have approved it in principle. If the resolution was watered down, the traditionalist and liberal elements might revolt and vote the legislation down. Alternately, it might demonstrate weakness towards the radicals that the Party of Labour’s leadership views with increasing apprehension and leave the question open for a rematch at the Party’s upcoming pre-election conference. If the legislation was shut down entirely, this would still signal in principle that at least one existential question (the non-existence of existential questions) was soluble and potentially alienate otherwise party-loyalist neo-Tuvhalian moderates.
With these options before them Inaq Dov Avaran, the respected but broadly irrelevant party-loyalist chair of Abstractions, opted to simply attempt to quash the bill. Gathering their loyalists on the committee, Dov Avaran prepared to schedule a simple yes-or-no vote on the radicals’ measure. The schedule for a General Council committee is, by tradition, proposed by its chair after consultation but voted on unanimously by its membership. In this particular case though – for the first time in recorded General Council history – the schedule was defeated. In part, this was because the neo-Tuvhalians – and their allies – simply refused to see the measure brought up when its lingering could only increase their profile and power. In part, it was because a disaffected bloc of moderates still hoped to go for the amendment strategy. But most worryingly of all, even some of the staunch traditionalists which Dov Avaran depended on turned on them.
Unlimited debate in the General Council is one of the bedrocks of not only the Istani parliamentary tradition, but of civilization itself. Istanistan is a society of consensus and good faith, where it is assumed that the permanent argument between disagreeing parties of good will is the engine of progress and the compromises that emerge from it the bedrock of civilization. It is this framework that makes the General Council – a weak legislative body whose power comes more from mutual assent than law – powerful. It is this tradition that keeps the councils, the communes, the labour factions, the cultural associations, and the thousands of political mocrosects united. It is this basic assumption that binds the diversity of the nation together. If committee chairs could simply declare an end to debate before all parties were satisfied with it, argued the neo-Tuvhalians, then how long would it be before this became precedent, and the basic engine of civilization ground to a halt? Would disagreement over a single point be enough to jeopardize the future of Istanistan? Would one good-faith parliamentary disagreement be so threatening as to jeopardize the fundamental premise of civilization itself? That was the road to barbarism.
Never mind the hypocrisy of this statement. Never mind the neo-Tuvhalian commitment to centralization, order, a strong General Council, and answers to questions. Never mind the real political rancor between the traditionalists and the neo-Tuvhalians. As ever, in Istanistan, a good argument was enough to sway even the staunchest of foes. And the traditionalists listened. So when Inaq Dov Avaran, in their ordinary committee chamber, used the ordinary procedure to do a pro forma approval of the schedule, they were confronted not with the usual unanimous assent, but instead a motion – swiftly approved – to debate the schedule. This motion, already relatively unprecedended, had – of course – to be debated.
Legislation piled up. Debates tarried on. And slowly, but surely, Inaq Dov Avaran began to lose control.
NPE government will welcome a peaceful solution between the two pacific powers. the NPE government notes that a war between them will causes untold death on both sides and with our own capitals on fire.
The Sultanate of Morrocco is formally contesting the American Colonialism on its borders, claiming the area known as Algeria is within its sphere of influence. The Americans are asked to leave. ( i had made a claim on the 24th of March going into Algeria)
The Ministry of Foreign Affairs argues that the Federation Colonization efforts in Africa are to set up autonomous Republics that are aligned with Federation interests. We implore our counterparts in Teutionia and Morocco that the issue can be resolved diplomatically, but the Foreign Ministry wants to stress the Federation will not escalate the situation further than a normal territorial dispute.
Ultimatians Just Now Realizing a Distinct Lack of Oppressive Supervision
In a ploy to not drag on the logistical nightmare that was the attempted ceasing of power by the Obsidian Blackguard many covert units were deployed to quickly and quietly cessate the cardioventrical functions of the OD/BG, harvest their Mind Cores and deliver their equipment and biomass to the appropriate stations so they may be repurposed for a new project.
This happened in such an efficient manner that Ultimus Cincarses didn't even notice it was finished months ago until a recent report highlighting several hundred of said covert units making requests for an official job posting.
In short, all is well on Maternatus Primus.
Ultimus Cincarses has taken personal responsibility for the masterless combat companions of the decommissioned OD/BG until suitable masters can be found and bonded.
Religion, we can do that! ....Right?
The replacement for the OD/BG as a supervisory authority figure is slated to be a new classification that has yet to be named but will be directly supervised themselves by Ultimus Cincarses and built on the idea brought up by a recent contact that the Unified Understanding could be called a "God".
No, they don't understand how it works, but they're trying their best.
The Emperor of Zeikeutsyr eyed the table before him. He'd known his own personal meeting room to be called many names, but he'd always known it as his study, even if every aspect of the room was aimed towards the exact opposite of that meaning. It was located on one side of the Imperial Palace, bookshelves lined the walls up to the side facing the exterior. The room itself was panelled wood, a heavy wrought iron door prevented any forced entry on the side. Upon one side, two great windows bathed the room with much light, and Xiachi had always thought them quite useful in the means of observation. It was for that reason he had installed a set of blinds over the glass, rolled at the top, embroidered with imperial imagery.
"I have called you here today to announce my displeasure at a small fact that has been leaked to me by a trusted friend. It has been my meaning, for many months now, to touch upon this topic: as your younger brother, I can lay myself free of authority. But as sovereign of the realm, by might of arms and appointment of the gods, I must chastise recent revelations for your involvement in politics ..."
His eyes fell to an empty chair, and he stopped. There were a few more of those. He frowned, and spoke.
"Where is Lady Kheme Muuto?"
There was a pause. His cousin, Prince Gata Khare, chose to answer. "Mother's sick."
There was no call or bicker. The Emperor's eye looked over the family, and he appeared for a moment puzzled. Gata Khare was hushed by the Aumi Emperor's brother, Prince Ina Maya, who cooled the tense atmosphere. The Emperor fidgeted.
Maya spoke, "Do go on, brother."
He nodded, "Indeed. Your involvement in politics as members of the Imperial Family, although sometimes needed ... is a stringent and regulated affair. Although I may not often agree with the decisions of my ministers, and you of course also have the right to your own opinions, to subject yourself to intense political interference is not only a blight upon the family, but an abject criticism of the Constitution I and my advisors so thoughtfully devised for the benefit of the realm. It is of my own decree ..."
Maya's uncle spoke up, "And let you handle it?"
The Emperor shot him a glance. Nobody spoke up for him. The hell was up with this meeting? Where was his most trusted? Enough of this. The Emperor took his hand from his scabbard and circled the table, coming to the side of Oshima Maya. He fixed his hand onto his chin, and prepared to do it himself.
Then the Emperor felt a hand on his shoulder. He was to be chastised, the words had left his lips - "Get your hands off your sovereign!", but he saw it was Ina Maya who had come to him. The man raised his fist. The Emperor raised his own, and for a moment, they came to blows - Ina Maya may have had years in the Imperial Academy, but Xiachi was quicker to commit to his violence, and hit the man over the cheek with the force of his knuckle.
It sent Ina Maya back, enough for Oshima Maya to have risen and have also come to blows with the Emperor, and again they came to fight and struggle. The older man was too much for the boy, however, and he was soon thrown back into the table. Papers fell, a cigarette holder shattered. It was his mistake to turn to face Oshima Maya again, and bark out an order,
"Sit yourself down, Lord Maya!"
But Oshima only came forwards, and locked his hands over his assailant’s arms. He'd have come to free himself, ready for another round, but the table had risen to the defense of the Maya family, and the Aumi Emperor felt cold steel against the back of his head. Prince Ina would speak now, wiping blood from his nose as he fixed the barrel against his adopted brother’s skull. “Control yourself, Xiachi. Uncle, go ahead - get our palace in order. We’re done here.”
The Lord would leave, and the dominoes began to fall.
The Imperial Restoration!
Emperor Yuan Xiachi Deposed, Declared ‘Unfit To Rule’, Prince Ina Maya To Become Emperor-In-Waiting
Discontent within the Imperial Family has apparently reached a critical mass following the recent national drama in Zeikeutsyr. Most unexpectedly, the Aumi Emperor Yuan Xiachi was ‘apprehended and secured’ following a ‘violent psychotic break’ that took place during a routine family meeting. He has not been seen since. New medical notes, direct from the Emperor’s new personal doctor, have enforced this announcement. In the interests of state security, the Emperor has been declared unfit to rule, and Madame Cheng I Sen is to be relieved of her duty as Regent. Instead, Lady Iseri Aasu - a close friend of the Imperial Family - is to serve as his new Guardian and, for now, Regent of the Empire of Zeikeutsyr.
Prince Ina Maya has been declared the Emperor-In-Waiting. His announcement declared an open policy of ‘imperial restoration' and the decision for the imperial household to take a more active role in politics and 'ensuring the stability of the empire'. Already, military units have been moved into key strategic centres throughout the empire, and much of the IZA has apparently fallen in line. Protests are in the midst of being dispersed in the capital, although the controversy regarding still-extant support for the popular ex-emperor is enormous.
But this ‘Silent Coup’ has, for the most part, apparently gone smoothly. The Imperial Family is currently in the process of centralising power around a key set of military generals, and most importantly, increasing imperial control over the empire’s legislature. They have received surprising and massive support from many senators, and through the use of key connections in the army, aim to centralise power through the military. Has the boy-king of Zeikeutsyr finally fallen victim to the vices of factionalism?
One thing is certain; Zeikeutsyr is once more under the control of a military junta.
Christian David-George, Duke of Marcuda and Former King, Passes Away at Age 103
It is with great sorrow that the Office of the Queen announces the death of Christian David-George, Duke of Marcuda and the former King Marcuda X, at Hundred House earlier this afternoon. According to a statement released by the Office, the ailing duke died peacefully surrounded by his grandchildren, grandnieces and grandnephews. He was 103.
His life spanned a tumultuous century of modern Suburban history, encompassing the Barrian War of 2550 – 2558, the 10 June Revolution of 2599, the East Suburbia uprising of 2601 – 2610, first contact with alien states, and the Manchu Wars. Particularly after 2599, Christian was the first to preside over a deeply uncertain time where the monarchy had to reinvent itself for the 27th century as a constitutionally restricted entity and retreat from previous centuries of absolutist rule. Although his semi-reactionary attempts to consolidate whatever power the monarch still had left has imparted some political controversy, Christian also was known for visiting the troops overseas fighting against Mexican communists frequently and some 6,000 royal domestic engagements throughout his short reign. He headed hundreds of charities during and after his reign, particularly focused on helping disadvantaged schoolchildren and providing the utmost support and advice for his succeeding son and granddaughter, King Quinton IV and Queen Terra II respectively.
The duke, having suffered multiple aliments in the past years, was just released from the hospital following an extended stay in November. In 2637, it was announced that the duke was stepping back from many of his duties, although he still continued to head many of the charities and make occasional public appearances that all but disappeared by 2641.
Speaking from his office, PM Devereaux offered his dearest condolences to the Queen and the Royal Family, saying that Christian “shaped the constitutional monarchy as we know it today as an instrument for the good and happiness of all Suburbans. His vigor and devotion to the Crown, the country and especially the little immigrant and homeborn children of Suburbia were steadfast to the end of his days. All Kiwis today have truly lost a magnificent and caring figure in Duke Christian.”
The Queen has also posted to her social media sites, describing her grandfather as “a man who saw all Suburbans as part of his family. Whether rain or shine, joyful moments or tough times Granddad shouldered it all, knowing he had a cause far, far beyond himself and his family that gave him his strength and vitality.”
MPs and other political figures have also offered their condolences, effectively grinding all government business to a halt. With flags having been at half-staff for the Suburban soldiers killed in the Mogadishu terrorist attacks, the government has ordered flags to remain at half-staff. Plans for a funeral has already commenced, according to the Queen’s Office.
Christian is survived by his son Prince Royal Salazar, as well as his granddaughter the Queen with 3 other grandchildren and 7 great-grandchildren.
The Woes of Power
The Knight felt it gnawing at the back of her mind, a voice with no tone, a dull mouth of molars lazily trying to chew through her skull. The ones in the tents and long houses had called it a prelude to rebirth, and those who were learned in the ways before apocalypse had used words she never learned before. She still pondered on the whys hows of decomposition. After all, she was still pure and strong, how could her body already be taken by the Four? Through the rubble and overgrowth, she approached the hut, standing defiant amongst the seas of ruin. Even from here, she could smell the burning incense that priests were fond of. It's potent black smoke leaked through the ramshackle planks that formed the door. She approached, and with a deep breath, reached to knock on the door.
It creaked open before he could rap her knuckles against it. The inside was dim, lit with a handful of wall-mounted candles, the floor under forming mounds from years of wax dripping upon it. In the hut's center sat an old figure, clothed in dirtied rags and bearing the scars of a life of war. His eyes remained closed, and his body stayed still. <Sit with me, young one, staring in awe will not help your troubles.>. The knight obliged, stepping inside and sitting has he did, cross legged on the floor. <Your mind is confused, you are worried, afraid, dreading the fact that you don't know what has happened to you. Yes?>
The Knight pauses. <It scrapes its teeth against my skull with every beat of my heart. There is no silence, its whispers have replaced it long ago. My heart pounds with fear and aches with worry. Has the Four taken hold of me? Am I to die without joining my brothers?>
The Old man would chuckle, a rolling cacophany of clicks. <Nay, my child. You have been dealt a far greater fate. Each gnaw is His call, and each whisper a holy instruction. Your life has had its end decided, and its fate has been made right. He has chosen you to march against The Four on this plane.>
<Chosen?> The worryful aches of her heart were dulled, confusion and relief having swelled enough to overshadow everything else. <He... I am chosen by him?>
<Indeed, young knight. Rage against they who ruin while you still live on this plane, you shall need the experience for when you stand by his side. All else shall come naturally.> The knight remained silent and still, and it would be a great time before she finally left the old figure and his home. Silence returned, and so would the preachings of He, having become clearer than ever before.
DULL BUT WORTH READING
While the Equisian report may have clarified some things – namely the welfare of Xiachi – it failed to respond to the most meaningful questions. Are the Maia the new imperial house, or a temporary imposition? Are the troops in the streets to protect the existing order or to enforce a new one? Is democracy alive, or is it being killed? When the provincial governors refuse to obey the central government, are they within their rights as federal subjects or betraying their oaths of submission to the Emperor? Did the Emperor have the right to dissolve the Overwatch, or was that the sole prerogative of the legislature? These questions have not been meaningfully answered.
Added to this atmosphere of political chaos is economic uncertainty. The agricultural base is in upheaval. The policy direction is uncertain. The peasantry, recently settled, are in an uproar. Exports are declining – with Eucadian commodity markets gone, Istani consumers taking up the cause of the boycott, and crop output in chaos, it is only a matter of time before factories go idle, banks close down, and ports to empty. Under normal circumstances, it would be the place of government to resolve this crisis. Government, as it is now demonstrating, cannot. There is only one result for an imbalance in trade coupled with a shortfall in production and a loss of faith in the government – inflation.
One of the key policy decisions of the People’s Bank of Istanistan was to facilitate the payment for Istani goods in Zephyri KBE. Istani combines would sell goods, accept payment, and exchange that payment for Exchange Credit with the People’s Bank. The People’s Bank would then either trade KBE for Exchange Credit with combines purchasing Zephyri goods, spend its KBE on foreign assets, trade its KBE to the government for Exchange Credit, or transform its KBE into other foreign currency to perform similar actions. Always, however, it saved. The People’s Bank is now, by some measures, one of the galaxy’s single largest holders and traders of Zephyri KBE.
The People’s Bank, during this period, operated based on a fixed series of exchange rates. One KBE was always worth so many Shieldmark was worth so many Riari was worth so many Silberflussian silver coin, all measured against the “objective” value of the Exchange Credit as a measure of raw energy expenditure. A growing economy tends to cause inflation, which in turn makes purchasing foreign goods more expensive. The People’s Bank had always, as an unofficial subsidy to Zephyri planners who needed to import expensive foreign technology and machinery for industrialization, pegged the KBE somewhat higher than it should have been. This was something of a sacrifice, opening up the Bank to a degree of speculation, but it was considered necessary.
Now, however, both the anticipated real rate of inflation and the volatility of a currency from a nation facing another potential crisis have made this mechanism unviable. It is no longer possible for the People’s Bank to maintain its fixed rates of exchange around the KBE. Furthermore, the same forces that threaten the exchange rate also threaten the value of the People’s Bank’s reserves. To preserve the long-term solvency of the People’s Bank, drastic action will be required.
In conjunction with the business communities, governments, and financial institutions of Silberfluss, the Collective Combine of Commonwealths and Principalities, and Titananium, the People’s Bank has officially announced that the value of the KBE will now be allowed to float. KBE will no longer be accepted as a medium of commercial exchange until meaningful stability has been restored. Major financial and business institutions will also begin immediately liquidating their holdings of KBE. The People’s Bank will meet its obligations in either KBE or Titan Shieldmark.
While the macroeconomic implications of this decision are obvious – prices will rise, wages will depreciate, savings will be reduced in value, imports will become far more expensive, and business will be unable to do business with its usual partners abroad. The social implications of this, especially for a trading economy, will be immense. To buffer any potential economic shocks, the Inter-System Development Bank, the People’s Bank, and the Commissariat for External Affairs will evaluate case-by-case requests for emergency relief paid out in Titan Shieldmark.
It should be noted that the brute facts of the situation – the changing balance of trade, the uncertainty in government, the questions of constitutional order, the chaos in the streets – made this inevitable. This outcome is not one that was to be desired. The KBE is simply no longer a fundamentally sound currency. It only remains to be seen what steps the constitutional authorities of Zeikeutsyr take to restore the system to balance.
- Samel Ad-Adara, Senior Member, Policy Council of the People’s Bank and AZECA delegate