Hadula
16-08-2004, 04:22
"They have a saying, comrade, 'fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me.'"
"Ruben, what is the point you are avoiding?"
"Just something to ponder, Venice."
The tall figure of Venice Damon stood in the meeting house, the light shining down through the open windows. He was naturally nervous, and Ruben's philosphical nonsense just grated on his sensitive patience. They were the best of friends, but also bitter enemies at times. Ruben smiled, his stout frame barely fitting in the consulate seating. He adjusted his glasses, and looked to Venice.
"Where is Consul Riverra?"
"It is not my place to know that, he is probally still in his museams, pondering over worthless art."
"You do know that his passion is the arts. Don't be harsh on him Venice. I know you despise him, but lets face it, he is not a politician like us. He is a leader, beyond our level. You just can't come to terms with that. You never liked to be bested..."
"Please, comrade, do not get me started before the summit begins. I have enough trouble worrying about who is coming, we are not prepared for such a meeting as this!"
"It is what the people want, it was evident in the Assembly. We must open our doors to relations. It is possible there are other states as us who wish to open venues..."
"Yes, yes, but still, is it not too early? I suspect no one will come, especially to such a state as Hadula. But I'll follow you still, as I always have Ruben."
Ruben's eyes raised up from the paper he was scanning to Venice, standing in front of the window and down on the forest on the eastern side of the summit. The aides outside of the meeting room had already contacted a few of the nations that were nearby the island state of Hadula.
Comrades and friends,
A summit is being called for all sovereign nations that seek to promote and proliferate human rights. This summit was proposed by our national Assembly here in the island nation of Hadula. We are a young and small country, but we seek economic and social growth, hopefully coexisting with other countries.
The reason this summit is being called is that there is a disturbing lack of compassion for human rights in some parts of the world. This is not a coalition for war, but rather a forum to discuss what can be done. When the delegates of the various nations who answer this invitation to the summit meet here, we will begin discussion of what we can do to solve many of the socio-economic problems that cause these violations of human rights.
No nation that meets basic human rights will be barred from the summit. All sides, poltiical affiliations, and forms of government will be heard, this is an open forum for discussion of this topic. The summit will be beginning soon, hopefully many nations will come and resolve a decision one what to do about the world around us.
With sincere regards,
Consul Ruben Tandon, executive member of the Triumverate
"Ruben, what is the point you are avoiding?"
"Just something to ponder, Venice."
The tall figure of Venice Damon stood in the meeting house, the light shining down through the open windows. He was naturally nervous, and Ruben's philosphical nonsense just grated on his sensitive patience. They were the best of friends, but also bitter enemies at times. Ruben smiled, his stout frame barely fitting in the consulate seating. He adjusted his glasses, and looked to Venice.
"Where is Consul Riverra?"
"It is not my place to know that, he is probally still in his museams, pondering over worthless art."
"You do know that his passion is the arts. Don't be harsh on him Venice. I know you despise him, but lets face it, he is not a politician like us. He is a leader, beyond our level. You just can't come to terms with that. You never liked to be bested..."
"Please, comrade, do not get me started before the summit begins. I have enough trouble worrying about who is coming, we are not prepared for such a meeting as this!"
"It is what the people want, it was evident in the Assembly. We must open our doors to relations. It is possible there are other states as us who wish to open venues..."
"Yes, yes, but still, is it not too early? I suspect no one will come, especially to such a state as Hadula. But I'll follow you still, as I always have Ruben."
Ruben's eyes raised up from the paper he was scanning to Venice, standing in front of the window and down on the forest on the eastern side of the summit. The aides outside of the meeting room had already contacted a few of the nations that were nearby the island state of Hadula.
Comrades and friends,
A summit is being called for all sovereign nations that seek to promote and proliferate human rights. This summit was proposed by our national Assembly here in the island nation of Hadula. We are a young and small country, but we seek economic and social growth, hopefully coexisting with other countries.
The reason this summit is being called is that there is a disturbing lack of compassion for human rights in some parts of the world. This is not a coalition for war, but rather a forum to discuss what can be done. When the delegates of the various nations who answer this invitation to the summit meet here, we will begin discussion of what we can do to solve many of the socio-economic problems that cause these violations of human rights.
No nation that meets basic human rights will be barred from the summit. All sides, poltiical affiliations, and forms of government will be heard, this is an open forum for discussion of this topic. The summit will be beginning soon, hopefully many nations will come and resolve a decision one what to do about the world around us.
With sincere regards,
Consul Ruben Tandon, executive member of the Triumverate