Sichuan-Gansu
11-05-2007, 13:59
Feng Yao-bang stood on a balcony, looking down to the joyful mob, filling the streets of capital, Lopan-Ong. Only ones with member card of Party were allowed to arrive in plaza where Chairman Feng was speaking; when Feng has something to say, only his supporters are allowed to say their opinions.
Ahem. Glass of water needed. Chairman Feng raised the glass to his lips, and swallowed.
"This very day is marking the fact that the Communist People's Liberation Front has already existed through thirty-three years." Feng started to declare. "But it is not the reason why this day shall be remember by generation after generation. When someone reaches old age, he will die; the same is destiny of the party. When class-based statis oppresions disappears, all instruments of class struggle -- parties and the state machinery -- will lose their function, cease to be necessary, therefore gradually fade away to haze of history and end their mission; and human society will move to a higher stage. We don't need to remember hammers, used to the building of a house, as we don't need to remember the parties, used to create proletariats' society.
For today, it is not necessary to remember the Party and its achievements as a political organ. It is necessary to remember proletariat's struggle for better Sichuan-Gansu.
We have defeated the royalist tyrants, and brought power to the people. We control this soil. This soil is proletarian soil.
And, as father of this revolution and your teacher in our road to true democracy, I give birth to a new, proletarian nation, and declare the existence of People's Republic of Sichuan-Gansu!" he continued passionately.
When people started to cheer, another revolutionary leader, Zhang Bang-xao, marched to the stage. "As everyone knows, our Party passed through these thirty-three years not in peace. These were thirty-three years of violence, bloodshed and massacre. But Marx, Mao Zedong, Stalin and Lenin gave us a keys to victory. This key was the power of Chairman Feng, who is the red sun in our hearts."
"Power of Chairman Feng! Chairman Feng is the red sun in our hearts! Royal tyrants are dead, long live the proletarian dictatorship!" military choir repeated, when "Comrades, salute thy red flag of freedom" exploded to its full swing.
Revolution lasted for ten years, and now the socialist are being awarded. Or at least, the highest stair of Party oligarchy...
Ahem. Glass of water needed. Chairman Feng raised the glass to his lips, and swallowed.
"This very day is marking the fact that the Communist People's Liberation Front has already existed through thirty-three years." Feng started to declare. "But it is not the reason why this day shall be remember by generation after generation. When someone reaches old age, he will die; the same is destiny of the party. When class-based statis oppresions disappears, all instruments of class struggle -- parties and the state machinery -- will lose their function, cease to be necessary, therefore gradually fade away to haze of history and end their mission; and human society will move to a higher stage. We don't need to remember hammers, used to the building of a house, as we don't need to remember the parties, used to create proletariats' society.
For today, it is not necessary to remember the Party and its achievements as a political organ. It is necessary to remember proletariat's struggle for better Sichuan-Gansu.
We have defeated the royalist tyrants, and brought power to the people. We control this soil. This soil is proletarian soil.
And, as father of this revolution and your teacher in our road to true democracy, I give birth to a new, proletarian nation, and declare the existence of People's Republic of Sichuan-Gansu!" he continued passionately.
When people started to cheer, another revolutionary leader, Zhang Bang-xao, marched to the stage. "As everyone knows, our Party passed through these thirty-three years not in peace. These were thirty-three years of violence, bloodshed and massacre. But Marx, Mao Zedong, Stalin and Lenin gave us a keys to victory. This key was the power of Chairman Feng, who is the red sun in our hearts."
"Power of Chairman Feng! Chairman Feng is the red sun in our hearts! Royal tyrants are dead, long live the proletarian dictatorship!" military choir repeated, when "Comrades, salute thy red flag of freedom" exploded to its full swing.
Revolution lasted for ten years, and now the socialist are being awarded. Or at least, the highest stair of Party oligarchy...