02-17-2022, 12:24 AM
May 29th 1935
Robert Livingstone felt relaxed, he had just left a meeting with his cabinet, he stopped by the telegraph room. Nothing for him, just standard things for his secretary to handle. He sat down at his desk, which had a view of the new Capitol building being built. He grabbed a pack of 99s golds his favorite cigarette, he has bought a good amount at his last meeting with their executives, they wanted government support for opening up a new factory, they had issues with organized labor in Victoria Province, and in exchange for 100,000 in campaign money, Livingstone would give them the contact. It was a day in late May when New Liverpool was its most beautiful, the roses outside his office gave off the most beautiful smell, those who have a more humorous side would often say it smelled of the red-light district after a parliament debate. He read a report from Kerille, a new state was being formed led by the government made up of women. To Livingstone this idea was a little bit humorous, the country would surely collapse in time. A few years before he had given women over the age of 21 the right to vote, he had seen a lot of pushing from radicals who wanted more from him. “What did they want now, men to cook and clean,” Livingstone thought to himself. He was interrupted by a knock on the door
“Come in,” he said
In came to his Vice-President, William Mendoza
“Sir, anything important you wanted me to handle while you are away”
“No, though make sure to keep updated with the strikers and radicals in Victoria Province”
“I understand, however, I was wondering if you have any other pressing matters of state”
“No, I would not be taking this trip, If there was truly pressing matters”
“Be wary, of the farmers, they don't understand your vision for progress for this great nation”
“Dont, lecture me Medoza,” Livingstone said as he exited through the doorway.
As he exited onto the road he passed some MPs
“Good day to you Mr. President”
“You too Mr. Representative”
A member of the press approached him for a question
“Mr. President what's your opinion on the issues in Victoria Province”
“I think, my friends down there can handle these rioters, I also implore all loyal patriots to join me in condemnation of this violence, is unacceptable and it will destroy our economic future that we have worked for”
The President then ducked into the backseat of his car, awaiting him was his wife
“Hello dear,” he said
“Hello, Robert” she passed him a copy of the newspaper
“No thank you, Mary, I have already heard the news of the day”
“You sure?”
“No, I am confident”
February 9th, 2022
In the present day, Joseph Chavez walked briskly towards a cabinet meeting, in his hands his paper and pen as well as his secure phone connected to the government network. Up ahead of him his staff snapped to attention when he entered the room
“Sit everyone,” he said taking his seat
“I guess this meeting is in order,” said his chief of staff
“Good news, we have just had another successful translation on power in Eiria,” said the Minister of Foreign Affairs
“Well, that's good to hear, I hope they send her my congratulations and hopefully engage in a future meeting”
“We also have some new findings from New Liverpool University on the assignation of Robert Livingstone, we may have found his killers,” said the Minister of Education
“Very, interesting send someone from your department and take an expert with you”
“Yes, Mr. President”
The rest of the meeting was simple, they were in the process of creating new farmers and agriculture subsidies for the coming year, it was somewhat dull but Chavez did not mind. After some time the meeting ended, next would be a meeting with the leader of the Women's Party, Lily Greenwood. Greenwood was moderate compared to some of the other gyrachists but was still very demanding on the issues of government equity and education. Greenwood was an MP from the New Liverpool 12th, the only WP candidate to win a district seat. As he was pondering this he almost ran into Greenwood in the hallway
“Excuse me,” he said
“Why hello, Mr. President you are in quite a rush”
“Indeed, I am”
“All I really came to question you on is the issue of the next government”
“Excuse me?”
“Your party looks to win more seats, I assume we will no longer be needed?”
“Well let's not get ahead of ourselves, here..”
“Cut the crap, Joseph, we both know that you can not stand me or my party, because you are afraid of us”
“Excuse me?”
“You know in a matriarchy, you would lose your public office, your privilege”
“You can't really want a state like Kerille, right?
“Maybe, I do it because it's what's best?”
“Kerille is a mess right now, people continue to have changed, but it is slow and people still have to live under the dictatorial state of a power-hungry government”
“A mess, yes, an issue no,” she said walking away
Robert Livingstone felt relaxed, he had just left a meeting with his cabinet, he stopped by the telegraph room. Nothing for him, just standard things for his secretary to handle. He sat down at his desk, which had a view of the new Capitol building being built. He grabbed a pack of 99s golds his favorite cigarette, he has bought a good amount at his last meeting with their executives, they wanted government support for opening up a new factory, they had issues with organized labor in Victoria Province, and in exchange for 100,000 in campaign money, Livingstone would give them the contact. It was a day in late May when New Liverpool was its most beautiful, the roses outside his office gave off the most beautiful smell, those who have a more humorous side would often say it smelled of the red-light district after a parliament debate. He read a report from Kerille, a new state was being formed led by the government made up of women. To Livingstone this idea was a little bit humorous, the country would surely collapse in time. A few years before he had given women over the age of 21 the right to vote, he had seen a lot of pushing from radicals who wanted more from him. “What did they want now, men to cook and clean,” Livingstone thought to himself. He was interrupted by a knock on the door
“Come in,” he said
In came to his Vice-President, William Mendoza
“Sir, anything important you wanted me to handle while you are away”
“No, though make sure to keep updated with the strikers and radicals in Victoria Province”
“I understand, however, I was wondering if you have any other pressing matters of state”
“No, I would not be taking this trip, If there was truly pressing matters”
“Be wary, of the farmers, they don't understand your vision for progress for this great nation”
“Dont, lecture me Medoza,” Livingstone said as he exited through the doorway.
As he exited onto the road he passed some MPs
“Good day to you Mr. President”
“You too Mr. Representative”
A member of the press approached him for a question
“Mr. President what's your opinion on the issues in Victoria Province”
“I think, my friends down there can handle these rioters, I also implore all loyal patriots to join me in condemnation of this violence, is unacceptable and it will destroy our economic future that we have worked for”
The President then ducked into the backseat of his car, awaiting him was his wife
“Hello dear,” he said
“Hello, Robert” she passed him a copy of the newspaper
“No thank you, Mary, I have already heard the news of the day”
“You sure?”
“No, I am confident”
February 9th, 2022
In the present day, Joseph Chavez walked briskly towards a cabinet meeting, in his hands his paper and pen as well as his secure phone connected to the government network. Up ahead of him his staff snapped to attention when he entered the room
“Sit everyone,” he said taking his seat
“I guess this meeting is in order,” said his chief of staff
“Good news, we have just had another successful translation on power in Eiria,” said the Minister of Foreign Affairs
“Well, that's good to hear, I hope they send her my congratulations and hopefully engage in a future meeting”
“We also have some new findings from New Liverpool University on the assignation of Robert Livingstone, we may have found his killers,” said the Minister of Education
“Very, interesting send someone from your department and take an expert with you”
“Yes, Mr. President”
The rest of the meeting was simple, they were in the process of creating new farmers and agriculture subsidies for the coming year, it was somewhat dull but Chavez did not mind. After some time the meeting ended, next would be a meeting with the leader of the Women's Party, Lily Greenwood. Greenwood was moderate compared to some of the other gyrachists but was still very demanding on the issues of government equity and education. Greenwood was an MP from the New Liverpool 12th, the only WP candidate to win a district seat. As he was pondering this he almost ran into Greenwood in the hallway
“Excuse me,” he said
“Why hello, Mr. President you are in quite a rush”
“Indeed, I am”
“All I really came to question you on is the issue of the next government”
“Excuse me?”
“Your party looks to win more seats, I assume we will no longer be needed?”
“Well let's not get ahead of ourselves, here..”
“Cut the crap, Joseph, we both know that you can not stand me or my party, because you are afraid of us”
“Excuse me?”
“You know in a matriarchy, you would lose your public office, your privilege”
“You can't really want a state like Kerille, right?
“Maybe, I do it because it's what's best?”
“Kerille is a mess right now, people continue to have changed, but it is slow and people still have to live under the dictatorial state of a power-hungry government”
“A mess, yes, an issue no,” she said walking away
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