Zarbia
20-11-2004, 18:18
Max Lexin, chief of the Zarbian Polizia, secret state police, was immediately ushered into the president's office. At the head of a long table sat Zarbia's supreme ruler, Viktor Trotzig. Around him sat several military leaders, all waiting for the issues at hand to be discussed.
"Welcome, everyone. This is an important meeting of important people," began Trotzig, "Zarbia has seen many changes in the past months, both good and bad. But in the end it has made us all stronger, we have progressed. Now as I look about this glorious country, I see brave people. But I also see the weak. This is a problem, and must be solved."
Lexin watched Trotzig intently, impressed with his leader's charisma.
Trotzig continued. "Though many nations view what we believe in as a threat, never has Zarbia been so united and powerful than under the laws of fascism! Our people are not tainted by the evil influence of non-whites, foreign scum cannot enter and spread their ways. We have a strong sense of pride and culture, that is what keeps us together. Unfortunately, many others do not see this, they are blinded by the promise of democracy which is nothing but an illusion. They want to destroy us and set up their governments that bring nothing but corruption and greed. Zarbia cannot and will not be poisoned by the lies."
Every person in the room was focused on Trotzig, it seemed that they finally had a leader they could trust.
"I want every Zarbian to be proud of their country. Those that are opposed to our ways must be destroyed quickly and completely. That is why we must have stricter control on the lives of our citizens. Without us to lead them, where will they be? Down at the bottom of the food chain. This cannot happen."
Mr. Trotzig paused and continued with his speech.
"Now it is time to act and we shall do so, stopping for no one. A major concern is our military. Because of war and unrest, our military has fallen behind. This is unacceptable in today's world where there are so many enemies. I have already signed the documents to add an extra $500 billion Zarbs to the existing military budget."
Generals and admirals gathered around the room were immediately satisfied.
"As for our own people, I have created a ministry of culture. Any anti-fascist thinking is outlawed and only fascist literature, art, music, and films will be accepted. Whatever children do attend our schools will be shown only fascist teachings. Nothing will stand between Zarbia and its true glory!"
Everyone in the room rose and applauded their leader. After a few minutes they sat down, waiting for more from Trotzig.
"To begin the cleansing of the Zarbian people, I ask this of Mr. Lexin." he said.
Lexin listened carefully for his orders.
"Destroy my enemies, Lexin. Send the Polizia out to find and eliminate them." He paused for a moment. "You are dismissed. Thank you."
Max Lexin rose and shook Trotzig's hand. As he left the office, he began formulating his plan.
*****
It has been less than three hours after the meeting and already 1245 people have been captured by the Polizia. Hundreds are being questioned and a number of them have been killed.
A new day for Zarbia has begun...
"Welcome, everyone. This is an important meeting of important people," began Trotzig, "Zarbia has seen many changes in the past months, both good and bad. But in the end it has made us all stronger, we have progressed. Now as I look about this glorious country, I see brave people. But I also see the weak. This is a problem, and must be solved."
Lexin watched Trotzig intently, impressed with his leader's charisma.
Trotzig continued. "Though many nations view what we believe in as a threat, never has Zarbia been so united and powerful than under the laws of fascism! Our people are not tainted by the evil influence of non-whites, foreign scum cannot enter and spread their ways. We have a strong sense of pride and culture, that is what keeps us together. Unfortunately, many others do not see this, they are blinded by the promise of democracy which is nothing but an illusion. They want to destroy us and set up their governments that bring nothing but corruption and greed. Zarbia cannot and will not be poisoned by the lies."
Every person in the room was focused on Trotzig, it seemed that they finally had a leader they could trust.
"I want every Zarbian to be proud of their country. Those that are opposed to our ways must be destroyed quickly and completely. That is why we must have stricter control on the lives of our citizens. Without us to lead them, where will they be? Down at the bottom of the food chain. This cannot happen."
Mr. Trotzig paused and continued with his speech.
"Now it is time to act and we shall do so, stopping for no one. A major concern is our military. Because of war and unrest, our military has fallen behind. This is unacceptable in today's world where there are so many enemies. I have already signed the documents to add an extra $500 billion Zarbs to the existing military budget."
Generals and admirals gathered around the room were immediately satisfied.
"As for our own people, I have created a ministry of culture. Any anti-fascist thinking is outlawed and only fascist literature, art, music, and films will be accepted. Whatever children do attend our schools will be shown only fascist teachings. Nothing will stand between Zarbia and its true glory!"
Everyone in the room rose and applauded their leader. After a few minutes they sat down, waiting for more from Trotzig.
"To begin the cleansing of the Zarbian people, I ask this of Mr. Lexin." he said.
Lexin listened carefully for his orders.
"Destroy my enemies, Lexin. Send the Polizia out to find and eliminate them." He paused for a moment. "You are dismissed. Thank you."
Max Lexin rose and shook Trotzig's hand. As he left the office, he began formulating his plan.
*****
It has been less than three hours after the meeting and already 1245 people have been captured by the Polizia. Hundreds are being questioned and a number of them have been killed.
A new day for Zarbia has begun...