Nova Gaul
29-03-2006, 01:18
The Walrus and the Carpenter
The sun was shining on the sea, Shining with all his might;
He did his very best to make The billows smooth and bright—
And this was odd, because it was The middle of the night.
The moon was shining sulkily, Because she thought the sun
Had got no business to be there After the day was done—
"It's very rude of him," she said, "To come and spoil the fun!"
The sea was wet as wet could be, The sands were dry as dry.
You could not see a cloud, because No cloud was in the sky;
No birds were flying overhead---There were no birds to fly.
The Walrus and the Carpenter Were walking close at hand;
They wept like anything to see Such quantities of sand.
"If this were only cleared away,” They said, "it would be grand!"
"If seven maids with seven mops Swept it for half a year,
Do you suppose," the Walrus said, "That they could get it clear?"
"I doubt it," said the Carpenter, And shed a bitter tear.
"O Oysters, come and walk with us!” The Walrus did beseech.
"A pleasant walk, a pleasant talk, Along the briny beach;
We cannot do with more than four, To give a hand to each."
The eldest Oyster looked at him, But never a word he said;
The eldest Oyster winked his eye, And shook his heavy head—
Meaning to say he did not choose To leave the oyster-bed.
But four young Oysters hurried up, All eager for the treat;
Their coats were brushed, their faces washed, Their shoes were clean and neat—And this was odd, because, you know, They hadn't any feet.
Four other Oysters followed them, And yet another four;
And thick and fast they came at last, And more, and more, and more—
All hopping through the frothy waves, And scrambling to the shore.
The Walrus and the Carpenter Walked on a mile or so,
And then they rested on a rock Conveniently low;
And all the little Oysters stood And waited in a row.
"The time has come," the Walrus said, "To talk of many things:
Of shoes—and ships—and sealing-wax—And cabbages—and kings—
And why the sea is boiling hot—And whether pigs have wings."
"But wait a bit," the Oysters cried, "Before we have our chat;
For some of us are out of breath, And all of us are fat!"
"No hurry!" said the Carpenter. They thanked him much for that.
"A loaf of bread," the Walrus said, "Is what we chiefly need;
Pepper and vinegar besides Are very good indeed—
Now if you're ready, Oysters dear, We can begin to feed."
"But not on us!" the Oysters cried, Turning a little blue.
"After such kindness, that would be A dismal thing to do!"
"The night is fine," the Walrus said, “Do you admire the view?"
"It was so kind of you to come! And you are very nice!"
The Carpenter said nothing but "Cut us another slice.
I wish you were not quite so deaf—I've had to ask you twice!"
"It seems a shame," the Walrus said, "To play them such a trick,
After we've brought them out so far, And made them trot so quick!"
The Carpenter said nothing but "The butter's spread too thick!"
"I weep for you," the Walrus said; "I deeply sympathize."
With sobs and tears he sorted out Those of the largest size,
Holding his pocket-handkerchief Before his streaming eyes.
"O Oysters," said the Carpenter, "You've had a pleasant run!
Shall we be trotting home again?" But answer came there none—
And this was scarcely odd, because: They'd eaten every one.
---Lewis Carroll
Sent as a note by Louis-Auguste to Royce I, on the occasion of a renewed Indochine and a feeling of jubilant Imperialism with the caption “I’ve always liked cabinetry, myself, and rather have been disposed to Indochine rather than the Philippines. Good hunting my dear friend.”
Paris
Several weeks before French occupation of Palawan
The Louvre Palace was abuzz with activity. The Prime Minister of Cambodia, Rak Srichpan, stood beaming as he performed a small bow before Emperor Bao Dai IV, dressed in the manner of a French seigneur with silks and powder; following the brief bow they heartily shook hands. The grand hall shook with applause, in a dignified way of course. King in Algeria Louis I stood up with tears in his eyes, seeing with what gloire Louis-Auguste worked his will in the world, and defied the foul hands of time. Louis I had been an early beneficiary of this will, and now he would have a brother in the form of Bao Dai, and a cousin in the form of the newly created Prince Rak Srichpan.
This marked the culmination of weeks of secret discussion inside the Louvre Palace in Paris. The Parliament of Cambodia, under increasing pressure from the Khmer Rouge insurgency, came under cover of darkness to the Kingdom of France, only to be greeted by glittering lights. Monsieur Srichpan found the Court of Louis-Auguste attentive, even eager, to receive the Parliamentarians. Moreover, the bewildered Prime Minister arrived not only to find the Royal Will predisposed to his cause but a Emperor-in-exile, the great-grandson of Vietnam’s last Imperial potentate, being groomed in hopes of a Royal recovery of Indochine.
The meeting, which henceforth would be known as the Paris Accords, marked the ultimate triumph of Restoration policy. With Algeria recovered, if the French could regain Indochine, then, well, the Bourbons would have effectively turned back history by a hundred years at least. The Accords, whose audience consisted of various Cambodian sympathizers and Parliamentarians as well as French aristocrats and military officials (basically one in the same thing) even heard detailed planning from Monsieur le Merechal de Saxe, Chairman of the General Staff, and Monsieur le Duc de Saint-Germain, Minister of War, on what the Kingdom of France would have to commit to turn this dream into a reality.
In no time at all a deal was worked out. To save their nation from civil war and foreign incursion vis-à-vis the reds and to boost their own positions considerably, the Parliament, which is to say the 59% that made the journey, voted to install Bao Dai IV as a constitutional monarch, officially titled “Emperor of Indochine”. Each had been personally compensated, and well compensated, by the coffers of Versailles. This in turn allowed for the French to re-occupy Cambodia, to protect the Emperor and the Parliament, as Bao Dai IV was the sworn vassal of His Most Christian Majesty Louis-Auguste.
Once the vote had taken place the entire assemblage was taken by carriage and cavalry escort to Versailles, where they were received by King Louis-Auguste in the Hall of Mirrors with much pomp and circumstance. Addressing the body from on high upon his throne (a smaller one lower down had been set up for Bao Dai IV) the Most Christian King announced an ambitious plan to gather the necessary arms in the regions to deploy to Cambodia when all was prepared.
“And with the help of Almighty God, France shall rebuild Indochine where she once failed, to greater heights than ever imagined before.”
Le Te Deum, Royal Anthem of the Kingdom of France and pan-national House of Bourbon. (http://www.metronimo.com/fr/midi/fichiers/charpentier/tedeu.mid)
Trumpets rang out. That evening the King went to Notre Dame in Paris, where a full Te Deum was given, in thanks to God for this most righteous opportunity.
Now the occupation of Palawan makes much more sense. In hindsight, historians would view the French Crown’s actions as one of the deftest military and political maneuvers in history. Planning of course began with the Battle of the Coral Sea, and the realization that although the Begdellans possessed large amounts of men and material, their fighting spirit was no match for staunch Frenchman. Louis XX had proposed the idea, oh, the idea. Well, the idea is Restoration, pure and simple. Restoration implies that things, in this case states, must needs be restored to their previous, proper status. Therefore, since the Empire of France had colonies, Restoration France would have ‘vassal states’. Indochine was always the jewel of French possessions. Teaming with an industrious population, weighed down by countless natural resources, located in the heart of Asian trade routes, it was the prize that had to be regained.
The final prize. With the twain economic power hubs of the Kingdom of Algeria and the Empire of Indochine, the House of Bourbon would have the wherewithal to support itself in France, let alone the world, for decades to come. Mercantilism would flourish, and with such a glorious reservoir the French would be able to supply the Russian market with all the fineries and equipment it needed. Advisors predicted to His Most Christian Majesty that if the operation could be achieved, the Kingdom of France would take its place in the top four most economically powerful nations on earth. This for a country of only 69,740,502 people (post eighteen years of Restoration rule, granted its rising rapidly). Most impressively, France, which only a generation ago was the object of international scorn and military ridicule now had attained more victories in the last several years than any other power save perhaps the Tsar. Her military was sharp and motivated, constituted by fire-baptized Catholic’s, and steel hearted monarchists.
And so it would all begin in Cambodia. Actually it began on Palawan. Using the Filipino crisis as a convenient stepping stone, the Most Christian King dispatched no less than a third of his capability to the Orient. Palawan was critical for any action in Cambodia, as it provided a link between New Caledonia and the soon to be Empire of Indochine, as Cambodia would rename itself, and become the capital of. Ergo Ft. St. Paul was erected, to provide a secure route for French Eastern High Command. Ft. St. Martin, well tested, secured New Caledonia. Finally, the last line in this mighty link would be raised in Cambodia, Ft. St. Peter. Ft. St. Peter would be the rock that held this chain together, and would hold the ‘keys to the kingdom’ of this new French Empire. Each with its own garrison, and able to support the Royal Pacific Fleet, not to even mention its own arsenal of long range missilery, they would form the basis crucis of this new, glorious age.
A sublime operation, years in conception. Guarantees for success had been provided as well. The Sultan of Rajasthan provided a convenient method of distracting the Indian National Union, as well as more bellicose and showy attempts at piracy. Palawan provided a smokescreen to hide French intentions, and chaos in Africa had distracted everybody. Therefore, the speed with which the hand of Louis-Auguste struck would go down as one of the most profound and successful ventures in military history.
Phnom Pen
The Indochinese Restoration Begins: 23:00 Hours
The Cambodian Parliament met in a secret session, called by a simple majority of its MP’s. At the behest of Prime Minister Rak Srichpan the subject was kept secret until the doors had been closed. The midnight parliament gathered itself, and the Prime Minister spoke.
When the doors opened around 83% of the members remained. The remaining 17%, which had boisterously disagreed with the ‘majority vote’, had been quietly led out of the chambers by security men loyal to the Srichpan Government. They were taken to the Prime Ministers country estate, where they were locked away until they had changes of heart.
Firstly, they voted themselves into perpetual office, following this with distributions of a new peerage. With this sweeping power, it was only minutes before they changed the name of their state from the “Republic of Cambodia” to “Indochine”. Naturally, once they had executed this, they needed a constitutional monarch. Bao Dai IV, of the Dai’s who formerly ruled French Indochine, was nominated and voted in as Emperor in another quarter hour after that. Finally, having consulted Bao Dai by telephone, the Parliament accepted in perpetuity the vassalage of their monarch to the Most Christian King Louis-Auguste.
Versailles had a foreign minister on hand, Monsieur le Comte de l’Hammens, who promptly recognized the government on King Louis-Auguste’s behalf, and accepted the fealty of Bao Dai IV. Thus the French and the new Indochine were immediately and impenetrably linked.
After this, French Eastern High Command moved in swiftly to secure this glorious yet fledgling state…
Kampong Saom, Indochine
01:00 Hours
Twenty four hours prior to the vote in the Cambodian capital, the French sprung their operation like a cobra. The fleet, which had been gearing up for deployment, made record speed to the Cambodian coastal port…the authorities, on strict instructions from the capital, offered no resistance as the French Armada loomed on the horizon. No landing boats were needed, the French transports simply dislodged their troops on the docks. It took no great imagination to say that this excellent deep-water port would be the site of the third and final French super-fortress, the work to begin no doubt after the immenent completion of Ft. St. Paul on Palawan. Ft. St. Peter would be the rock, the rock of Kampong Saom.
Hundreds of French aircraft swarmed over the landscape, in hours landing advanced forces in the capital. These were the troops of Bai Dai IV personally, the Imperial Army, made of Indochinese exiles (Laotian, Cambodian, and Vietnamese) and were led by the Emperor, no longer in exile, himself. Some of the earliest video to be released was Emperor Bai Dai IV, hand in hand with the charming Empress and followed closely by his French advisors, walking the capital with a smile, jaunt in his step, and fashionable Versailles style cane clicking along.
Emperor Bao Dai IV and the Empress stroll though streets of cheering (bribed) Cambodians in Phnom Pen, waving and feeling insurmountable. (http://www.prweb.com/prfiles/2004/07/07/139622/EmperorBaoDai&EmpressNamPhuong2.JPG)
He immediately confirmed the Parliament, re-christened it the “Indochinese Estates General”, and verified its perpetuity. A holiday was declared by the new regime, “Restoration Day”, even as the French Eastern High Command was securing key points in Cambodia.
Video soon came out as well of the Supreme Commander of F.E.H.C., Monseigneur le Duc de Normandie, Prince of the Blood, landing with the Royal Vanguard Legion shock troops.
His Highness Monseigneur le Duc de Normandie, Prince of the Blood, Supreme Commander of the French Eastern High Command. (http://www.culture.gouv.fr/Wave/image/joconde/0019/m502004_89ee54_p.jpg)
He was handsome and martial, with an arrogant air and humble touch: the quintessential Bourbon, the very image of his eldest brother the King. And like the Most Christian King, his brother wished to wish some fame for himself. With a ‘huzzah’, he watched the armored columns and troop formations expertly perform the duties for which they had been prepared.
He gave them a motivational speech before they were launched inland, and working in tandem with the collaborationist government consolidated miles hundreds at a time. It would been seen by the world, in this well televised but better executed version of the Algerian coup, the Royal Vanguard Legion were indeed picked men, brawny and agile, dedicated and zealous.
Soldiers of the glittering Royal Vanguard Legion assemble after disembarking and prepare to board transportation north to the capital. (http://cache.viewimages.com/comp/1319513.jpg?x=x&dasite=ViewImages&ef=2&ev=1&dareq=9B0238C52E2B0CC79BCD9004289352496FDED296C4164E1F)
They were followed by the remainder of the Imperial Army, which were given priority transport to Phnom Pen for the appearance of setting up an independent state. French regulars, Royal Army Korean Heavy Infantry, and Algerian soldiers soon followed.
Air cover for the entire operation, which confirmed Bao Dai’s position in Indochine with a twenty four hour period, was oppressive and superb. A wing of elite Dassault-Rafale air superiority fighters, three wings of Mirage-2000’s, and a wing of Lancaster II Heavy Jet Bombers bought from Roycelandia soon achieved their goals without one single loss. Several battalions of Royal Air Cavalry, again using Roycelandian made equipment, Bell-Huey helicopters, swooped in low to cover the multi-pronged French advances. For hours, the skies above Cambodia rang with activity.
Years of French strategic planning, practice in Lavrageria, theory in New Caledonia, and triumph in Algeria now all came together with incredible gravity and awe.
An elite Dassault Rafale lands at Phnom Pen soon after the 'liberation.' (http://www2.arnes.si/~ttomsi5/rafale4.jpg)
Mirage 2000's flying patrol over Cambodia (http://sukhoi32.iespana.es/sukhoi32/imagenes/mirage%202000.jpg)
A small country, in one day French Eastern High Command had secured the main communication lines and strategic positions with the help of Cambodian, now Indochinese, collaborators.
Phnom Pen, capital of Indochine, seat of Bao Dai IV
15:00 Hours
Chevaliers of the Order of the Golden Fleece ride triumphantly into Phnom Pen (http://www.armyrecognition.com/europe/France/Exhibition/14_juillet_2005/pictures/14_juillet_2005_ArmyRecognition_Copyright_030.JPG)
Royal News Network was quick to disseminate the flood of victories in Cambodia to the worlds news cartels. Like the shot of Order of the Golden Fleece Mechanized Cavalry entering Phnom Pen in formation and honor, none could doubt the ability of France now. Bai Dai now was able to enforce the holiday that he declared, publicly calling himself “Louis-Auguste’s younger brother” and the “new champion of Asian freedom”.
To be sure, the country had yet to be completely secured, and the French Armada was still on full alert, its subs and satellites closely tracking the approaching INU fleet. Once the capital and major cities had been secured, the Kingdom of France set about quashing the insurgency of the Khmer Rouge which had been the impetus for its entrance into Indochine again in the first place. Using data from the Indochinese Regime, French troops scoured the villages in an attempt to drum up public support of the Franco-Dai Government and show that it would protect the Cambodian people.
Gardes Francaises march out in force to secure a rural location. (http://ica.williamandheidi.com/French/053.jpg)
Airfields were turned over to the Royal Military, which became the de facto ‘older brother’ of the new Indochinese Imperial Army. The IIA was formed around the devoted exiles that had traveled with Bao Dai IV, but contrary to pessimistic expectations, the regular Cambodian army seemed very impressed with the change in authority; and the grace, glory, and poise the Frenchmen held themselves with.
And so the dream was dreamt again in Cambodia, now Indochine. French troops were like gods from a foreign land, courageous, valiant, and dashing. The Cambodian people were wooed by a slick Emperor and the devoted grand-father figure of Louis-Auguste shining far off in Versailles.
Jaipur, Rajasthan
“Sire, it is time” said the French attaché.
The Sultan sprang from his bed, and received a shocked briefing. He knew as soon as the French entered Cambodia, his card was played, and his hand done.
With his French advisors, his Court, and the nations treasury the Sultan fled by donkey caravan (a typical sight, and well concealed by the ODSL agents who were desperate to return to France from the false theatre of Rajasthan) north.
Chaos erupted in his wake, of course, but that bothered both the Sultan and French little. For they had fled, hopefully, just in the nick of time. Soon, the Sultan would be repaid by Louis-Auguste for his devotion with a place in the Court of Versailles.
Ah, win some, loose some.
Versailles
As news came in of Cambodia’s own Restoration, secured by the might of King Louis-Auguste, France burst into delirious joy. The economy was booming (with militarism and mercantilist gain) and people not only had enough to eat, a place to live, and fun to be had: they now also had immense pride. When France once had immense pride, she had defended the Papacy, routed the Moors, and became the powerhouse of Europe.
Now she had that pride again, and it behooved the world to watch in a dignified silence.
This victory in Cambodia then had played a two fold part. On the one hand it secured a vital goal of Restoration Foreign Policy, on the other it secured the French people in the iron grip of their monarch. All over France, the subjects raised monuments in the forms of wooden statues and bronze placards to Louis-Auguste. One caption, published by the State Media RNN, went as follows:
A father to his people, wise and strong
Is striving for their welfare, righting wrong,
Reproving evil, setting nations free,
Restoring order, calm and liberty,
The years to come shall hold him up to sight
As Louis-Auguste of France, the friend of truth and right.
---Anonymous peasant, the Languedoc
Several days later, it became a children’s song, which the ecclesiastical public schools in the Kingdom of France mandated the youth of the realm sing at least four times a week en masse.
The Restoration, having begun unsteadily, now rose like a phoenix of God upon the very earth. France now, after much thought and time to view deed, was proud to have a King again, and glad its Republicans were firmly under lock and key at the Bastille.
The sun was shining on the sea, Shining with all his might;
He did his very best to make The billows smooth and bright—
And this was odd, because it was The middle of the night.
The moon was shining sulkily, Because she thought the sun
Had got no business to be there After the day was done—
"It's very rude of him," she said, "To come and spoil the fun!"
The sea was wet as wet could be, The sands were dry as dry.
You could not see a cloud, because No cloud was in the sky;
No birds were flying overhead---There were no birds to fly.
The Walrus and the Carpenter Were walking close at hand;
They wept like anything to see Such quantities of sand.
"If this were only cleared away,” They said, "it would be grand!"
"If seven maids with seven mops Swept it for half a year,
Do you suppose," the Walrus said, "That they could get it clear?"
"I doubt it," said the Carpenter, And shed a bitter tear.
"O Oysters, come and walk with us!” The Walrus did beseech.
"A pleasant walk, a pleasant talk, Along the briny beach;
We cannot do with more than four, To give a hand to each."
The eldest Oyster looked at him, But never a word he said;
The eldest Oyster winked his eye, And shook his heavy head—
Meaning to say he did not choose To leave the oyster-bed.
But four young Oysters hurried up, All eager for the treat;
Their coats were brushed, their faces washed, Their shoes were clean and neat—And this was odd, because, you know, They hadn't any feet.
Four other Oysters followed them, And yet another four;
And thick and fast they came at last, And more, and more, and more—
All hopping through the frothy waves, And scrambling to the shore.
The Walrus and the Carpenter Walked on a mile or so,
And then they rested on a rock Conveniently low;
And all the little Oysters stood And waited in a row.
"The time has come," the Walrus said, "To talk of many things:
Of shoes—and ships—and sealing-wax—And cabbages—and kings—
And why the sea is boiling hot—And whether pigs have wings."
"But wait a bit," the Oysters cried, "Before we have our chat;
For some of us are out of breath, And all of us are fat!"
"No hurry!" said the Carpenter. They thanked him much for that.
"A loaf of bread," the Walrus said, "Is what we chiefly need;
Pepper and vinegar besides Are very good indeed—
Now if you're ready, Oysters dear, We can begin to feed."
"But not on us!" the Oysters cried, Turning a little blue.
"After such kindness, that would be A dismal thing to do!"
"The night is fine," the Walrus said, “Do you admire the view?"
"It was so kind of you to come! And you are very nice!"
The Carpenter said nothing but "Cut us another slice.
I wish you were not quite so deaf—I've had to ask you twice!"
"It seems a shame," the Walrus said, "To play them such a trick,
After we've brought them out so far, And made them trot so quick!"
The Carpenter said nothing but "The butter's spread too thick!"
"I weep for you," the Walrus said; "I deeply sympathize."
With sobs and tears he sorted out Those of the largest size,
Holding his pocket-handkerchief Before his streaming eyes.
"O Oysters," said the Carpenter, "You've had a pleasant run!
Shall we be trotting home again?" But answer came there none—
And this was scarcely odd, because: They'd eaten every one.
---Lewis Carroll
Sent as a note by Louis-Auguste to Royce I, on the occasion of a renewed Indochine and a feeling of jubilant Imperialism with the caption “I’ve always liked cabinetry, myself, and rather have been disposed to Indochine rather than the Philippines. Good hunting my dear friend.”
Paris
Several weeks before French occupation of Palawan
The Louvre Palace was abuzz with activity. The Prime Minister of Cambodia, Rak Srichpan, stood beaming as he performed a small bow before Emperor Bao Dai IV, dressed in the manner of a French seigneur with silks and powder; following the brief bow they heartily shook hands. The grand hall shook with applause, in a dignified way of course. King in Algeria Louis I stood up with tears in his eyes, seeing with what gloire Louis-Auguste worked his will in the world, and defied the foul hands of time. Louis I had been an early beneficiary of this will, and now he would have a brother in the form of Bao Dai, and a cousin in the form of the newly created Prince Rak Srichpan.
This marked the culmination of weeks of secret discussion inside the Louvre Palace in Paris. The Parliament of Cambodia, under increasing pressure from the Khmer Rouge insurgency, came under cover of darkness to the Kingdom of France, only to be greeted by glittering lights. Monsieur Srichpan found the Court of Louis-Auguste attentive, even eager, to receive the Parliamentarians. Moreover, the bewildered Prime Minister arrived not only to find the Royal Will predisposed to his cause but a Emperor-in-exile, the great-grandson of Vietnam’s last Imperial potentate, being groomed in hopes of a Royal recovery of Indochine.
The meeting, which henceforth would be known as the Paris Accords, marked the ultimate triumph of Restoration policy. With Algeria recovered, if the French could regain Indochine, then, well, the Bourbons would have effectively turned back history by a hundred years at least. The Accords, whose audience consisted of various Cambodian sympathizers and Parliamentarians as well as French aristocrats and military officials (basically one in the same thing) even heard detailed planning from Monsieur le Merechal de Saxe, Chairman of the General Staff, and Monsieur le Duc de Saint-Germain, Minister of War, on what the Kingdom of France would have to commit to turn this dream into a reality.
In no time at all a deal was worked out. To save their nation from civil war and foreign incursion vis-à-vis the reds and to boost their own positions considerably, the Parliament, which is to say the 59% that made the journey, voted to install Bao Dai IV as a constitutional monarch, officially titled “Emperor of Indochine”. Each had been personally compensated, and well compensated, by the coffers of Versailles. This in turn allowed for the French to re-occupy Cambodia, to protect the Emperor and the Parliament, as Bao Dai IV was the sworn vassal of His Most Christian Majesty Louis-Auguste.
Once the vote had taken place the entire assemblage was taken by carriage and cavalry escort to Versailles, where they were received by King Louis-Auguste in the Hall of Mirrors with much pomp and circumstance. Addressing the body from on high upon his throne (a smaller one lower down had been set up for Bao Dai IV) the Most Christian King announced an ambitious plan to gather the necessary arms in the regions to deploy to Cambodia when all was prepared.
“And with the help of Almighty God, France shall rebuild Indochine where she once failed, to greater heights than ever imagined before.”
Le Te Deum, Royal Anthem of the Kingdom of France and pan-national House of Bourbon. (http://www.metronimo.com/fr/midi/fichiers/charpentier/tedeu.mid)
Trumpets rang out. That evening the King went to Notre Dame in Paris, where a full Te Deum was given, in thanks to God for this most righteous opportunity.
Now the occupation of Palawan makes much more sense. In hindsight, historians would view the French Crown’s actions as one of the deftest military and political maneuvers in history. Planning of course began with the Battle of the Coral Sea, and the realization that although the Begdellans possessed large amounts of men and material, their fighting spirit was no match for staunch Frenchman. Louis XX had proposed the idea, oh, the idea. Well, the idea is Restoration, pure and simple. Restoration implies that things, in this case states, must needs be restored to their previous, proper status. Therefore, since the Empire of France had colonies, Restoration France would have ‘vassal states’. Indochine was always the jewel of French possessions. Teaming with an industrious population, weighed down by countless natural resources, located in the heart of Asian trade routes, it was the prize that had to be regained.
The final prize. With the twain economic power hubs of the Kingdom of Algeria and the Empire of Indochine, the House of Bourbon would have the wherewithal to support itself in France, let alone the world, for decades to come. Mercantilism would flourish, and with such a glorious reservoir the French would be able to supply the Russian market with all the fineries and equipment it needed. Advisors predicted to His Most Christian Majesty that if the operation could be achieved, the Kingdom of France would take its place in the top four most economically powerful nations on earth. This for a country of only 69,740,502 people (post eighteen years of Restoration rule, granted its rising rapidly). Most impressively, France, which only a generation ago was the object of international scorn and military ridicule now had attained more victories in the last several years than any other power save perhaps the Tsar. Her military was sharp and motivated, constituted by fire-baptized Catholic’s, and steel hearted monarchists.
And so it would all begin in Cambodia. Actually it began on Palawan. Using the Filipino crisis as a convenient stepping stone, the Most Christian King dispatched no less than a third of his capability to the Orient. Palawan was critical for any action in Cambodia, as it provided a link between New Caledonia and the soon to be Empire of Indochine, as Cambodia would rename itself, and become the capital of. Ergo Ft. St. Paul was erected, to provide a secure route for French Eastern High Command. Ft. St. Martin, well tested, secured New Caledonia. Finally, the last line in this mighty link would be raised in Cambodia, Ft. St. Peter. Ft. St. Peter would be the rock that held this chain together, and would hold the ‘keys to the kingdom’ of this new French Empire. Each with its own garrison, and able to support the Royal Pacific Fleet, not to even mention its own arsenal of long range missilery, they would form the basis crucis of this new, glorious age.
A sublime operation, years in conception. Guarantees for success had been provided as well. The Sultan of Rajasthan provided a convenient method of distracting the Indian National Union, as well as more bellicose and showy attempts at piracy. Palawan provided a smokescreen to hide French intentions, and chaos in Africa had distracted everybody. Therefore, the speed with which the hand of Louis-Auguste struck would go down as one of the most profound and successful ventures in military history.
Phnom Pen
The Indochinese Restoration Begins: 23:00 Hours
The Cambodian Parliament met in a secret session, called by a simple majority of its MP’s. At the behest of Prime Minister Rak Srichpan the subject was kept secret until the doors had been closed. The midnight parliament gathered itself, and the Prime Minister spoke.
When the doors opened around 83% of the members remained. The remaining 17%, which had boisterously disagreed with the ‘majority vote’, had been quietly led out of the chambers by security men loyal to the Srichpan Government. They were taken to the Prime Ministers country estate, where they were locked away until they had changes of heart.
Firstly, they voted themselves into perpetual office, following this with distributions of a new peerage. With this sweeping power, it was only minutes before they changed the name of their state from the “Republic of Cambodia” to “Indochine”. Naturally, once they had executed this, they needed a constitutional monarch. Bao Dai IV, of the Dai’s who formerly ruled French Indochine, was nominated and voted in as Emperor in another quarter hour after that. Finally, having consulted Bao Dai by telephone, the Parliament accepted in perpetuity the vassalage of their monarch to the Most Christian King Louis-Auguste.
Versailles had a foreign minister on hand, Monsieur le Comte de l’Hammens, who promptly recognized the government on King Louis-Auguste’s behalf, and accepted the fealty of Bao Dai IV. Thus the French and the new Indochine were immediately and impenetrably linked.
After this, French Eastern High Command moved in swiftly to secure this glorious yet fledgling state…
Kampong Saom, Indochine
01:00 Hours
Twenty four hours prior to the vote in the Cambodian capital, the French sprung their operation like a cobra. The fleet, which had been gearing up for deployment, made record speed to the Cambodian coastal port…the authorities, on strict instructions from the capital, offered no resistance as the French Armada loomed on the horizon. No landing boats were needed, the French transports simply dislodged their troops on the docks. It took no great imagination to say that this excellent deep-water port would be the site of the third and final French super-fortress, the work to begin no doubt after the immenent completion of Ft. St. Paul on Palawan. Ft. St. Peter would be the rock, the rock of Kampong Saom.
Hundreds of French aircraft swarmed over the landscape, in hours landing advanced forces in the capital. These were the troops of Bai Dai IV personally, the Imperial Army, made of Indochinese exiles (Laotian, Cambodian, and Vietnamese) and were led by the Emperor, no longer in exile, himself. Some of the earliest video to be released was Emperor Bai Dai IV, hand in hand with the charming Empress and followed closely by his French advisors, walking the capital with a smile, jaunt in his step, and fashionable Versailles style cane clicking along.
Emperor Bao Dai IV and the Empress stroll though streets of cheering (bribed) Cambodians in Phnom Pen, waving and feeling insurmountable. (http://www.prweb.com/prfiles/2004/07/07/139622/EmperorBaoDai&EmpressNamPhuong2.JPG)
He immediately confirmed the Parliament, re-christened it the “Indochinese Estates General”, and verified its perpetuity. A holiday was declared by the new regime, “Restoration Day”, even as the French Eastern High Command was securing key points in Cambodia.
Video soon came out as well of the Supreme Commander of F.E.H.C., Monseigneur le Duc de Normandie, Prince of the Blood, landing with the Royal Vanguard Legion shock troops.
His Highness Monseigneur le Duc de Normandie, Prince of the Blood, Supreme Commander of the French Eastern High Command. (http://www.culture.gouv.fr/Wave/image/joconde/0019/m502004_89ee54_p.jpg)
He was handsome and martial, with an arrogant air and humble touch: the quintessential Bourbon, the very image of his eldest brother the King. And like the Most Christian King, his brother wished to wish some fame for himself. With a ‘huzzah’, he watched the armored columns and troop formations expertly perform the duties for which they had been prepared.
He gave them a motivational speech before they were launched inland, and working in tandem with the collaborationist government consolidated miles hundreds at a time. It would been seen by the world, in this well televised but better executed version of the Algerian coup, the Royal Vanguard Legion were indeed picked men, brawny and agile, dedicated and zealous.
Soldiers of the glittering Royal Vanguard Legion assemble after disembarking and prepare to board transportation north to the capital. (http://cache.viewimages.com/comp/1319513.jpg?x=x&dasite=ViewImages&ef=2&ev=1&dareq=9B0238C52E2B0CC79BCD9004289352496FDED296C4164E1F)
They were followed by the remainder of the Imperial Army, which were given priority transport to Phnom Pen for the appearance of setting up an independent state. French regulars, Royal Army Korean Heavy Infantry, and Algerian soldiers soon followed.
Air cover for the entire operation, which confirmed Bao Dai’s position in Indochine with a twenty four hour period, was oppressive and superb. A wing of elite Dassault-Rafale air superiority fighters, three wings of Mirage-2000’s, and a wing of Lancaster II Heavy Jet Bombers bought from Roycelandia soon achieved their goals without one single loss. Several battalions of Royal Air Cavalry, again using Roycelandian made equipment, Bell-Huey helicopters, swooped in low to cover the multi-pronged French advances. For hours, the skies above Cambodia rang with activity.
Years of French strategic planning, practice in Lavrageria, theory in New Caledonia, and triumph in Algeria now all came together with incredible gravity and awe.
An elite Dassault Rafale lands at Phnom Pen soon after the 'liberation.' (http://www2.arnes.si/~ttomsi5/rafale4.jpg)
Mirage 2000's flying patrol over Cambodia (http://sukhoi32.iespana.es/sukhoi32/imagenes/mirage%202000.jpg)
A small country, in one day French Eastern High Command had secured the main communication lines and strategic positions with the help of Cambodian, now Indochinese, collaborators.
Phnom Pen, capital of Indochine, seat of Bao Dai IV
15:00 Hours
Chevaliers of the Order of the Golden Fleece ride triumphantly into Phnom Pen (http://www.armyrecognition.com/europe/France/Exhibition/14_juillet_2005/pictures/14_juillet_2005_ArmyRecognition_Copyright_030.JPG)
Royal News Network was quick to disseminate the flood of victories in Cambodia to the worlds news cartels. Like the shot of Order of the Golden Fleece Mechanized Cavalry entering Phnom Pen in formation and honor, none could doubt the ability of France now. Bai Dai now was able to enforce the holiday that he declared, publicly calling himself “Louis-Auguste’s younger brother” and the “new champion of Asian freedom”.
To be sure, the country had yet to be completely secured, and the French Armada was still on full alert, its subs and satellites closely tracking the approaching INU fleet. Once the capital and major cities had been secured, the Kingdom of France set about quashing the insurgency of the Khmer Rouge which had been the impetus for its entrance into Indochine again in the first place. Using data from the Indochinese Regime, French troops scoured the villages in an attempt to drum up public support of the Franco-Dai Government and show that it would protect the Cambodian people.
Gardes Francaises march out in force to secure a rural location. (http://ica.williamandheidi.com/French/053.jpg)
Airfields were turned over to the Royal Military, which became the de facto ‘older brother’ of the new Indochinese Imperial Army. The IIA was formed around the devoted exiles that had traveled with Bao Dai IV, but contrary to pessimistic expectations, the regular Cambodian army seemed very impressed with the change in authority; and the grace, glory, and poise the Frenchmen held themselves with.
And so the dream was dreamt again in Cambodia, now Indochine. French troops were like gods from a foreign land, courageous, valiant, and dashing. The Cambodian people were wooed by a slick Emperor and the devoted grand-father figure of Louis-Auguste shining far off in Versailles.
Jaipur, Rajasthan
“Sire, it is time” said the French attaché.
The Sultan sprang from his bed, and received a shocked briefing. He knew as soon as the French entered Cambodia, his card was played, and his hand done.
With his French advisors, his Court, and the nations treasury the Sultan fled by donkey caravan (a typical sight, and well concealed by the ODSL agents who were desperate to return to France from the false theatre of Rajasthan) north.
Chaos erupted in his wake, of course, but that bothered both the Sultan and French little. For they had fled, hopefully, just in the nick of time. Soon, the Sultan would be repaid by Louis-Auguste for his devotion with a place in the Court of Versailles.
Ah, win some, loose some.
Versailles
As news came in of Cambodia’s own Restoration, secured by the might of King Louis-Auguste, France burst into delirious joy. The economy was booming (with militarism and mercantilist gain) and people not only had enough to eat, a place to live, and fun to be had: they now also had immense pride. When France once had immense pride, she had defended the Papacy, routed the Moors, and became the powerhouse of Europe.
Now she had that pride again, and it behooved the world to watch in a dignified silence.
This victory in Cambodia then had played a two fold part. On the one hand it secured a vital goal of Restoration Foreign Policy, on the other it secured the French people in the iron grip of their monarch. All over France, the subjects raised monuments in the forms of wooden statues and bronze placards to Louis-Auguste. One caption, published by the State Media RNN, went as follows:
A father to his people, wise and strong
Is striving for their welfare, righting wrong,
Reproving evil, setting nations free,
Restoring order, calm and liberty,
The years to come shall hold him up to sight
As Louis-Auguste of France, the friend of truth and right.
---Anonymous peasant, the Languedoc
Several days later, it became a children’s song, which the ecclesiastical public schools in the Kingdom of France mandated the youth of the realm sing at least four times a week en masse.
The Restoration, having begun unsteadily, now rose like a phoenix of God upon the very earth. France now, after much thought and time to view deed, was proud to have a King again, and glad its Republicans were firmly under lock and key at the Bastille.