Should I make my nation a utopia for the private market?
“You sure your up for this, Kropanin? It’s been quite a while since you last dealt with a situation of such a scale.” Said a man in a dark tuxedo. Kropanin looked at the man for a moment with confusion before saying, “Why, of course I am up for it.What an odd thing to ask… Lord, how long is it going to take before we get there?” The man in the tuxedo quickly fixed his tie before saying, “My apologies sir, and it’s going to take… Perhaps a few more hours? Nevertheless, you should enjoy the ride throughout the trip.” Kropanin mumbled a few words before moving the shutters up to reveal a bright bunch of clouds.
They were high up in an airplane. Clouds were golden as the bright sun slowly went down and the white moon rose. Between those clouds remained a bright airplane - Flying forwards, and flying towards the heartland of communism itself - Puczovska.
“We’re here for what reason, if you don’t mind me asking?” Asked a man who sat in front of Kropanin with a plate of rice and meat. “Eugh… Well… We’re here because we need to deal with a situation regarding this island nation named Armatas, or rather.. North Armatas, and its southern counterpart.”
“Sounds… Fun, you’ll be heading it, correct?” said the man as he picked up a piece of burnt meat with his fork. “You look like a pig, Pyotr, Jesus Christ... “ Said Kropanin. “Sorry, sorry. I haven’t eaten all day. Been busy with the damn Pilots trying to steer us into the wrong direction.” “Those years of piloting really paid off? Eh?” Pytor shrugged. “For once, I suppose. Even so, going back to my question… You’ll be heading it?”
Kropanin said, “Eh… We’ll be supervising it alongside the ambassador of Halicz. Nothing to worry about, I’d think. We just need to try our best to ensure that we aren’t biased towards anyone. Which, I think is something we’ll be able to accomplish. We have all sides for this situation, and at worst we may fail in this conference. We’re going to be representing the Emperor in this Conference, and so.. Let's not screw this up.”
Pytor said, “I do hope so. That reminds me, do we have any more ambassadors here? On this plane?” Kropanin said, “Eh.. I believe so. They got their own areas to head into. Which is why the plane will leave Puczovska after around 3 hours, I believe. They’ll come back for us when we send a request to the Lotionese Emperor to retrieve us after the conference is over, and we’ll stop by a hotel of some kind while we’re in Puczovska. That's the plan, at least.” Said Kropanin as he moved his wine bottle between his fingers.
Pytor nodded. “Alright. So, if you don’t mind me asking…. Is there a thing your going to do after this conference?” as he pointed a fork with a piece of meat at Kropanin.
“Personally? I think your thinking too far into this, and I’d recommend you point your meat somewhere else.” Kropanin said, fiercely. Pytor reddened up for a bit before he said, “I suppose.. Fine. I’ll head somewhere else then.” Pytor said, annoyed.
The rest of the trip would remain calm and peaceful for some time.
“Those are quite a lot of reporters. Your sure we’ll be able to not get disturbed during this?” Kropanin said. Pytor shrugged before saying, “I’m not sure myself, but.. I’ll just guess, it’ll be fine, for you. Everything should be alright.”
Prior to this, Kropanin, Pytor, and numerous other Ambassadors landed in Puczovksa. Where they had traveled to Bastok, and were fully prepared for the conference.They driven to Bastok, and where the conference were located. They had entered the conference building, as well.
’Seems like there’s a lot more reporters than I had thought. Jesus Christ.’ Thought Kropanin as he stepped inside the building, and was being led towards the conference. He personally admired its beauty and at one point thought, ’At one point, I should tell the Lotionese Emperor of this. He’d be quite interested in designing a city in St.Alexander similar as this.’
Pytor shifted his gaze towards Kropanin and whispered, “Well. Its showtime now, I suppose. Don’t make the emperor look like a joke here. Your diplomatic work here is important.” Kropanin looked confused. “Mine? Your not joining in?” Pytor nodded his head. “I’m just here to lead you here. I’ll most likely just back to the car after your in the room, and prepared to lead the conference.”
Kropanin nodded and continued forwards, eventually seeing the Puczovskan Ambassador, and the other ambassadors. Pytor had turned around and began walking back, leaving Kropanin.
It’s showtime lads.
No! The private market and state market (communism!) are two sides of the same coin! They both bring globalism and exploitation. The only market that matters is the people's market! The economy for the people of the nation, run by a strong state that doesn't tolerate exploitation, unpatriotic influences, or degeneracy!!
Jon Paul James hand drifted to one side of his desk, grabbing the handle of the second drawer to the bottom where under a mess of papers, a box stood. His hands became more sweaty by the second, he snatched it from the drawer, bringing it up in front of him. He grabbed the top of it and slid it off. Having the code-pad shine in the light. 'Here I am, committing mass murder because I am too greedy for the East Supple Lundians to have our great dream, traitorous b*stards..' he about his wife and kids, the advancing ESLians entering the city from the east and made up his mind. His index finger went over the 8, then the 1, 7, 1, 8, 9, 9, 6, 2, 4, 2, 6. He took his last breath and Silence. The cloud could be seen from all across the Minnenora province. Hydrogen City had fallen.
He’s not too big tho
People, yes, but only the people of the nation! The economy of the people should serve the national community. It should be guided by the will of the people, by those bound to the nation by blood!
It's now that anyone familiar with historical rhetoric will insist that what I'm talking about sounds a lot like the Nazi concepts of "blood and soil" and Volksgemeinschaft. Of course anyone who calls me out on that will be correct. When I say "the economy of the people should serve the national community" it's clear I don't mean "undesirables," and anyone familiar with my rhetoric will pick up on that.
Of course should they confront me on it I will insist that I'm not actually being racist despite wanting to economically marginalize minority groups! I will double down and insist that economics benefiting only my own race makes sense for the sake of social cohesion and the national will, or some such racist nonsense. Yet if you call me a racist I'll insist YOU must be the racist for opposing my ethnocentrism.
the above post was made to take the piss out of neo-Nazis, neo-fascists, and other assorted alt-righters. Saksadeschi was made with the expressed goal of mocking these people on NS and exposing their ideas for the vile, hateful rhetoric it is. As I was perhaps too subtle in my earlier post I felt it was ideal to make my intentions clear with this disclaimer.
PewDiePie? Are you kidding me? He's one of, if not the, largest "independent content creators" on YouTube. He's practically a corporation by now.
Don't kid yourself. No one gets to PDP or T-Series' level (or even a few levels below them) without being a corporate mouthpiece.
Note: Hello There! Just wanted to inform all people that this is a planned private war RP between me and Volk. Thanks for understanding
Edit Note: I probably should have checked my post because of how many errors there are, my fault (lol)
It was a nice morning in the Capital City of Rovaniemi, the cultural hub of the Volkish Duchy and overall the nation. Skyscrapers that pierced the clouds stood over the ordinary people like a tree with ants. Apartment blocks filled with little people that have some sense of normality. But hidden within the facade of Society was a Tohruian Immigrant with a crazed mind. Austmann Neistisson, who escaped the Northern Kingdom's tight grasp after he attempted to bomb the Tohruian Ministry of Foreign Relations in Aurrioaaross, had been living in Volstokn for just over a year now.
But he hadn't been inactive, finding like-minded lunatics that wished for the state of peace the continent of North Osea currently shared to end, they schemed for a next war. It didn't have to be a world war, just a war large enough to have some heads Turnt. He had formed a group called 'guð er fús' or 'God's willing' with the cover of a standard emotional support group where he would meet and then indoctrinate vulnerable people, was really planning to bomb a part of Rovaniemi.
At 10:40 am a white moving van pulled into a parking garage under the Mokia Headquarters, a large and important Technology and telecommunications business within the Volkish half of the expansive Kingdom. He got out and walked away like it was nothing. He walked for a kilometer and a half down Sakari Avenue, reaching the Ministry of Foreign Affairs building, Slipping a note into the Public Mailbox.
'Hello to whoever is reading this,
I bet its been hours since the attack, if not, Then I've been foiled. I'd just like to address the elephant in the room. Who would go and taunt the government after committing a mass attack? I have a good reason for it, Im giving you this cause I would like to make one thing clear... I am being made to do this. The Tohruian government has my poor kids and wife hostage, trying to poke the bear that is Volstokn yet steering out of its way, and its for this Im really sorry.
At 11:30 the bomb blew, taking a large chunk of the 35-story building down with it, with a lucky side of the building holding it up, countless lives were lost in an instant, with more many being lost as the building started to crumble under its own weight. While many more had fallen to their deaths or die via the explosive van the majority of the workers had survived the blast. Fires spread throughout the building, consuming the building in a firey hell.
Eraver shifting to the eco-friendly but technological future.
PewDiePie VS T-Series debates are quite meaningless, since PewDiePie will continue to increase subscribers in Youtube, and the situation regarding it is practically long gone.
For the first reason, thats kinda why I don't step into PewDiePie debates. Since with that + the fact that its entirely subjective for some parts of the debates, I just see them as meaningless, and both sides have a few points that are correct, and others that are incorrect. Again, its subjective.
Don't @ me though
Edward VII: "what a useless lost of life"
Stern: "once war games.are concluded we must turn to our own nuclear weapons and general defense"
Hailfax: "agreed, I see that the children play inside and people try to go outside at east of possible"
Edward: "make sure iodine medication is delivered to all free of charge... we may have to take out loan but so must it be done"