Aztec National League
28-12-2006, 08:09
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It had been a while since the chambers of the Anahuacatlatoque, known to outsiders as the High Soviet Congress had any sort of activity. The large enclave of 385 representatives looked quietly as the presiding executive, Vice Premier Coyotepec Xoxoctic called the legislative body to order for the last time this year. There was only one item of business to take care off, an item that was largely expected to fail. Despite this, every person in the Republic knew that the Anahuacatlatoque’s rejection of a proposed national referendum would change the political system of the Aztec National League.
The Vice Premier moved to sit down, putting all of his weight on his wooden cane. After the quorum had been called and all the initial parliamentary procedures had been taken care of, the Vice President looked on the agenda and the piece of legislation in front of him. He started by saying, “Is there any debate regarding the motion to force a referendum on Premier Quetzalcoatl Nochtli?”
A stern voice shouted out, “TAKE DOWN THE BASTARD!”
Vice Premier Xoxoctic leaned back in his chair and thought ‘Here we go.’ A fierce debate ensued. The Libertarians and many of the moderate Federalists accused the Socialist Labor/Soviet Republican coalition of strong arm politics, unconstitutional behavior, and fraud. There were indeed some cases that were suspicious. However, out of the thousands and thousands of grievances, only a few actually were suspicious enough to be investigated. The Socialists rebutted with electoral fraud accusations against the ultra-conservative Libertarian leader Sergio Garcia and his political action groups in Panama. Quickly, the debate degenerated into usual political name calling and threats. Angry and ready to get the charade over with, Majority leader Christopher Chavez called the question was and the motion to accept the referendum was voted on. A few minutes after the vote tallying took place the Vice Premier called out the vote,
“There were 79 ayes, 304 nays and 2 abstentions. Is there anyone who wishes to change their vote?”
A tense silence ensued…
The Vice Premier said “Then, on this vote, the motion has not attained more than 2/3 majority to pass, and thus fails. The proposed referendum on Premier Quetzalcoatl Nochtli fails…”
Quetzalcoatl Nochtli, stood in front of the television, his shirt unbuttoned, watching the report regarding the referendum. Even though he knew it wouldn’t pass, he was nervous about the whole ordeal. A few months ago, it appeared that the moderate Federalist Union Party and the conservative Libertarian Confederate Party would be able to push the referendum. However, scandal erupted when a couple of high ranking Libertarian party bosses were caught financing the separatist movement in Panama. More problems arose when many private firms went bankrupted due to their own corruption. Many of these firms had close ties with both Federalists and Libertarians, harming them more. But ultimately, it was the personality of the Premier that saved him. The largely indigenous population of the Aztec National League identified with the 27-year old socialist. Unlike the few indigenous leaders of the past, he didn’t hide his native heritage. However, his appeal was strong across the nation…under his three years of leadership a fourth-rate impoverished fiasco of a nation was whipped into shape as a contender in the world.
But this was only the latest bullet for the Premier to dodge – although the scars of the revolution had almost faded on his body, there were other scars – assassination attempts that Quetzalcoatl had lucked out on. This defeat of the referendum didn’t mean the Premier was safe – it was only the beginning. But now, with large popular support and a mandate in the legislature, it was time to create a new initiative…
SEVERAL HOURS LATER…
Drinks flowed and discourse ensued loudly as the Socialist Labor/Soviet Republican Collation caucus meet informally to celebrate. Although it was December, the geographic location of Tenochitilán made the air somewhat warmer than the northern territories. There were still people outside talking, drinking and smoking, albeit only a few. Quetzalcoatl looked out from the balcony over the large metropolis. An aide came up behind him and said, “Sir, it’s your time to speak.”
Surprised by this interruption of his deep thought, the Premier turned around, thanked his aide and walked back inside the main ball room. His wife Angelica followed him and stood by his side. On the main stage, a slightly buzzed Senate Majority Leader Jorge Arroyo jovial spoke about the party and the nation. However, realizing he was a few minutes over his allotted time, Senator Arroyo recomposed himself, only to loose his composition and jovially say, “Well, it’s my honor to introduce the best damn Premier I’ve had the honor of serving with…granted that he’s the only one that any of us has served with. Premier Nochtli, come up here!”
Quetzalcoatl blushed a little as he wasn’t expecting his colleague’s warm regards. As he stepped up to the podium, happy applause surrounded him, making the Premier feel a little safer. Mustering up the confidence that carried him through these past three years, Quetzalcoatl started,
“This collation has survived many challenges and battles over the past several years. This most recent battle probably was the least of our worries. However, now that we can move on and actually take care of business, there is a new agenda I want to see set for this upcoming year.”
The Premier looked over the crowd – it was a sharp contrast to the generally jovial tone of the party…He continued, “Now that we have this referendum has been dealt with, we can continue on with advancing the socialist cause. We have done well and have come far with the social and economic liberation of the people, but now we must look at the world surrounding us. We have seen many of our allies disappear into obscurity; we have seen much of our private sector collapse due to its rotted frame; we still have terrorists and separatists trying to break apart this republic. These are the weaknesses of our union, and it is here our coalition’s duty now lies.”
A bit of applause broke out, although it seemed a bit subdued. The Premier continued, “that is why, my friends, when you reconvene soon, you will have a new task before you. We have built up the military, now we need to redesign our policy. We have got rid of the rot in the private sector; now we must make sure that rot never comes back...we have the intelligence, now we must act to ensure the security of our nation. We must usher a new era of socialism. The moderate system we used was good to establish our nation, now we must carry it out further to ensure that the people’s system won’t fail them…”
It had been a while since the chambers of the Anahuacatlatoque, known to outsiders as the High Soviet Congress had any sort of activity. The large enclave of 385 representatives looked quietly as the presiding executive, Vice Premier Coyotepec Xoxoctic called the legislative body to order for the last time this year. There was only one item of business to take care off, an item that was largely expected to fail. Despite this, every person in the Republic knew that the Anahuacatlatoque’s rejection of a proposed national referendum would change the political system of the Aztec National League.
The Vice Premier moved to sit down, putting all of his weight on his wooden cane. After the quorum had been called and all the initial parliamentary procedures had been taken care of, the Vice President looked on the agenda and the piece of legislation in front of him. He started by saying, “Is there any debate regarding the motion to force a referendum on Premier Quetzalcoatl Nochtli?”
A stern voice shouted out, “TAKE DOWN THE BASTARD!”
Vice Premier Xoxoctic leaned back in his chair and thought ‘Here we go.’ A fierce debate ensued. The Libertarians and many of the moderate Federalists accused the Socialist Labor/Soviet Republican coalition of strong arm politics, unconstitutional behavior, and fraud. There were indeed some cases that were suspicious. However, out of the thousands and thousands of grievances, only a few actually were suspicious enough to be investigated. The Socialists rebutted with electoral fraud accusations against the ultra-conservative Libertarian leader Sergio Garcia and his political action groups in Panama. Quickly, the debate degenerated into usual political name calling and threats. Angry and ready to get the charade over with, Majority leader Christopher Chavez called the question was and the motion to accept the referendum was voted on. A few minutes after the vote tallying took place the Vice Premier called out the vote,
“There were 79 ayes, 304 nays and 2 abstentions. Is there anyone who wishes to change their vote?”
A tense silence ensued…
The Vice Premier said “Then, on this vote, the motion has not attained more than 2/3 majority to pass, and thus fails. The proposed referendum on Premier Quetzalcoatl Nochtli fails…”
Quetzalcoatl Nochtli, stood in front of the television, his shirt unbuttoned, watching the report regarding the referendum. Even though he knew it wouldn’t pass, he was nervous about the whole ordeal. A few months ago, it appeared that the moderate Federalist Union Party and the conservative Libertarian Confederate Party would be able to push the referendum. However, scandal erupted when a couple of high ranking Libertarian party bosses were caught financing the separatist movement in Panama. More problems arose when many private firms went bankrupted due to their own corruption. Many of these firms had close ties with both Federalists and Libertarians, harming them more. But ultimately, it was the personality of the Premier that saved him. The largely indigenous population of the Aztec National League identified with the 27-year old socialist. Unlike the few indigenous leaders of the past, he didn’t hide his native heritage. However, his appeal was strong across the nation…under his three years of leadership a fourth-rate impoverished fiasco of a nation was whipped into shape as a contender in the world.
But this was only the latest bullet for the Premier to dodge – although the scars of the revolution had almost faded on his body, there were other scars – assassination attempts that Quetzalcoatl had lucked out on. This defeat of the referendum didn’t mean the Premier was safe – it was only the beginning. But now, with large popular support and a mandate in the legislature, it was time to create a new initiative…
SEVERAL HOURS LATER…
Drinks flowed and discourse ensued loudly as the Socialist Labor/Soviet Republican Collation caucus meet informally to celebrate. Although it was December, the geographic location of Tenochitilán made the air somewhat warmer than the northern territories. There were still people outside talking, drinking and smoking, albeit only a few. Quetzalcoatl looked out from the balcony over the large metropolis. An aide came up behind him and said, “Sir, it’s your time to speak.”
Surprised by this interruption of his deep thought, the Premier turned around, thanked his aide and walked back inside the main ball room. His wife Angelica followed him and stood by his side. On the main stage, a slightly buzzed Senate Majority Leader Jorge Arroyo jovial spoke about the party and the nation. However, realizing he was a few minutes over his allotted time, Senator Arroyo recomposed himself, only to loose his composition and jovially say, “Well, it’s my honor to introduce the best damn Premier I’ve had the honor of serving with…granted that he’s the only one that any of us has served with. Premier Nochtli, come up here!”
Quetzalcoatl blushed a little as he wasn’t expecting his colleague’s warm regards. As he stepped up to the podium, happy applause surrounded him, making the Premier feel a little safer. Mustering up the confidence that carried him through these past three years, Quetzalcoatl started,
“This collation has survived many challenges and battles over the past several years. This most recent battle probably was the least of our worries. However, now that we can move on and actually take care of business, there is a new agenda I want to see set for this upcoming year.”
The Premier looked over the crowd – it was a sharp contrast to the generally jovial tone of the party…He continued, “Now that we have this referendum has been dealt with, we can continue on with advancing the socialist cause. We have done well and have come far with the social and economic liberation of the people, but now we must look at the world surrounding us. We have seen many of our allies disappear into obscurity; we have seen much of our private sector collapse due to its rotted frame; we still have terrorists and separatists trying to break apart this republic. These are the weaknesses of our union, and it is here our coalition’s duty now lies.”
A bit of applause broke out, although it seemed a bit subdued. The Premier continued, “that is why, my friends, when you reconvene soon, you will have a new task before you. We have built up the military, now we need to redesign our policy. We have got rid of the rot in the private sector; now we must make sure that rot never comes back...we have the intelligence, now we must act to ensure the security of our nation. We must usher a new era of socialism. The moderate system we used was good to establish our nation, now we must carry it out further to ensure that the people’s system won’t fail them…”