The Parthians
04-04-2005, 05:12
1959: Persepolis, Parthia
The homes of the wealthy clustered around the center of the city. Manors in excess of 8,000 square feet, some over 50,000 and high class retail establishments of western and Parthian types littered the area. Here, in the center of the capital, the West seemed to be pervasive and accepted as native things as Coca Cola stands stood in front of tea houses. It was a fine nation, and rapidly progressing forward. Yet, problems under the surface remained. Industrial development was progressing too slow, and the Shah, Ardeshir knew what the problem was. Next to the Urban palace was the Majlis, the house of Parliament. In 1906, the Shah had been forced to concede his total power and accept a more limited role as a constitutional monarch. Even with that power taken, the Shah still controlled the budget and army, but still, he could not fix the nation as he liked. Ardeshir struggled with the thought in his mind, a coalition of leftists were taking control of Parliament, and soon, perhaps, the Free Market reforms of the last few decades putting Parthia on the path of progress would be undone. As he looked out of his bedchamber onto the Majlis, he scowled, they were leading Parthia to its doom. Ardeshir believed he knew the solution, he would fight poverty of the select groups, but then control the proletariat by importing new peoples to fill that role while creating lassez faire capitalism. Similarly, voting and elections were to be done with. As he called up the Commander of the Persepolis garrison, he spotted his son, the Crown Prince Khosru, then but a child of 11 and knew, he would leave him a strong Parthia.
The homes of the wealthy clustered around the center of the city. Manors in excess of 8,000 square feet, some over 50,000 and high class retail establishments of western and Parthian types littered the area. Here, in the center of the capital, the West seemed to be pervasive and accepted as native things as Coca Cola stands stood in front of tea houses. It was a fine nation, and rapidly progressing forward. Yet, problems under the surface remained. Industrial development was progressing too slow, and the Shah, Ardeshir knew what the problem was. Next to the Urban palace was the Majlis, the house of Parliament. In 1906, the Shah had been forced to concede his total power and accept a more limited role as a constitutional monarch. Even with that power taken, the Shah still controlled the budget and army, but still, he could not fix the nation as he liked. Ardeshir struggled with the thought in his mind, a coalition of leftists were taking control of Parliament, and soon, perhaps, the Free Market reforms of the last few decades putting Parthia on the path of progress would be undone. As he looked out of his bedchamber onto the Majlis, he scowled, they were leading Parthia to its doom. Ardeshir believed he knew the solution, he would fight poverty of the select groups, but then control the proletariat by importing new peoples to fill that role while creating lassez faire capitalism. Similarly, voting and elections were to be done with. As he called up the Commander of the Persepolis garrison, he spotted his son, the Crown Prince Khosru, then but a child of 11 and knew, he would leave him a strong Parthia.