NationStates Jolt Archive


End of an Era, Start of a New [Earth II]

Cotland
08-10-2008, 12:29
On 7. August 2008, Cotland had hit the voting booths after the sudden resignation of Prime Minister Thomas Rothsky (Progress Party) following the assault on the Gataway Republic, forcing an unexpected two-week long rushed election campaign throughout the country.

In the past 15 days, thousands of politicians throughout the country had been running around, visiting everything from kindergardens, schools and universities to retirement centers, military garrisons, shopping malls and churches, making promises and berating their opposition. Since the King's decision to have a new election came in the middle of the pre-election year negotiations for coalition options and preperations for the originally scheduled 2009 election campaign, there were no clear coalitions or options for the voters or the politicians, meaning that the parties had to depend on the issues they had in their individual party programs.

Since the start of the election campaign, two candidates for the Prime Minister post had singled themselves out: Jens Stoltenberg of the Labour Party, and Sverre Gardason of the Moderate Party. These two candidates had singled themselves out through the campaign. Stoltenberg had lobbied hard on the issues of a less restricted foreign policy than the Rothsky administration had operated on, social welfare for the weakest in society and improving relations with the Russian Federation and the Nerotikan Council State; while Gardason had lobbied and gained many votes on his demands for a continued strong military, maintaining the status quo in terms of foreign policy, and improving the economy.

TV2 National Election Special,
TV2 Studio 24, Bergen, Norway
8. August, 2008, 05:06 CET

«Ladies and gentlemen, we have the latest results!» Trude Teige, the female reporter responsible for leading the election wake broadcast that had been ongoing since the polls closed at 20:00 Oslo time. For the past nine hours, the electronic voting machines had been busy compiling the votes from undecypherable binary 0s and 1s into symbols understandable to human beings, and these again had been pooled in the voting centres and been reported in to the provincial and regional level, from where they were reported to the national counting center and added to the big picture.

«The National Election Committe has announced new figures with ninety-seven point two percent of the votes being counted, and they look at follows.» Teige said as she turned and looked at a fancy pie graphic that showed seven different colors, each with varying parts of the pie. The largest pieces were colored red, yellow and blue, with green, crimson, teal and beige taking up the remainder of the pie pieces.

«So far, the Moderate Party has received twenty-nine point five percent of the votes, with Labour and the Progress Party following suit with twenty-four point six and twenty-one point two percent, respectively. Following is the Conservatives with eleven point three percent, the Socialists with five point two percent, the Christian-Democrats with three point four percent, and the Liberals with three point six percent. Other parties that received too few votes to make it past the three point five percent barrier make up the remaining one point two percent of the votes.» Teige said before the graph was replaced with a semi-circle that showed 110 seats, arranged like the meeting hall in the Storting, the Cottish national assembly.

«Based on this count, the Moderates get thirty-three of the one hundred ten seats in the Storting, Labour get twenty-seven, Progress gets twenty-three seats, the Conservatives get twelve, the Socialists six seats, and the Christian-Democrats and the Liberals get four seats each. This means that not even the likely Moderate-Conservative coalition will get more than forty-five seats, ten fewer than they need for a clear majority in the Storting. That means that we'll get a minority government for the next four years unless there is some developments in the course of the night or the next few days. And with that, we're going back to Geir Thoresen at the Moderate election wake. Geir?»

TV2 National Election Special,
Hotel Oslo Plaza, Oslo, Norway
8. August, 2008, 05:11 CET

The image shifted to a hall filled with cheering people, clearly celebrating, with bottles of champagne being popped off and consumed by happy people dressed for partying, with the television broadcast on two huge canvas screens on either sides of a stage decorated with Moderate Party banners and Cottish flags. When the people on the election wake noticed that the reporter was reporting live from their wake, they cheered even more, deafening the reporter.

«Yes thank you Trude,» Geir shouted into the microphone, trying to be heard over the cheering party members. «Here at the Moderate Party wake, the mood has been a good one since the first voting results began being announced just past eleven o'clock, and it's just gotten better as more and more votes have been counted. Now I'm told that Mr Gardason is going to be giving a speech any moment where he's expected to claim victory, and we're naturally going to be following it live. Oh wait, here he is.»

The image shifted to a slim man in his early forties dressed in a fitting dark gray suit, with rich hazel hair, a neatly trimmed beard and sharp, alert eyes, who was standing on the stage and receiving a standing ovation from the people in the crowd. After standing there, savoring the applause for a moment, he motioned for them to calm down and let him talk, with little success.

«Friends!» He began, his voice booming over the hall thanks to the loudspeakers dotting the hall. The applause picked back up. «Friends, it's been a long day today!» Again, applause. «But now, the past fifteen days of hard work and dedication has paid off. We've just seen the results of the election, and I dare say we've won the election!»

The hall erupted into cheers and applause again for a minute straight before Gardason continued, giving a lengthy acceptance speech that was filmed, but sent in the background because Geir had appeared back on the screen.

«As you just heard, Sverre Gardason has just claimed victory in the national elections, right here from the Moderate Party Wake in the Grand Hall at Hotel Oslo Plaza. Back to you Trude.»

TV2 National Election Special,
The People's House, Oslo, Norway
8. August, 2008, 05:27 CET

«Dear friends,» Jens Stoltenberg, party leader for the Cottish Labour Party started, «It's been a good run, and we've done our utmost. Over the past fifteen days, you have all displayed extraordinary dedication and commitment to our party and our vision for the future of Cotland. You've worked your tails off, around the clock, and I think you deserve this round of applause.»

Stoltenberg clapped, and headed the Labourers applauding themselves for a little moment before he continued.

«Unfortunately, we weren't good enough at presenting our visions to the people. In the rushed election campaign that we saw, we simply didn't have enough time to properly present and formulate our vision so we could let the people in on how we want this country to be. The Moderate Party was, and I congratulate Sverre Gardason with the election results and his new job as Prime Minster. With that said, I intend to present to the new government a critical opposition that will be watching its every move, and to replace Mr Gardason as Prime Minister in four years. Thank you.»

And with that speech, Stoltenberg conceded defeat and left the field wide open for Sverre Gardason and the Moderate Party to claim the positions in the Cabinet.
Cotland
08-10-2008, 12:30
Oslo, Norway
8. August, 2008, 09:24 CET
The following morning, with all votes counted, Mr Gardason was awoken after only two hours of sleep and summoned to the Royal Palace in Oslo by the King. Despite the minimum of sleep he had gotten, the party leader looked refreshed in a fresh dark blue suit, smiling to the cameras as he climbed into the black government Mercedes-Benz that had been sent from the Palace to fetch him. After a short but victorious drive from Oslo Plaza up Karl Johan Street to the Palace, Gardason found himself met by a company of Royal Guards presenting arms as the Sedan drove past, as was the custom when a new Prime Minister was summoned to the Palace.

Half an hour later, Gardason emerged out from the Palace and walked victoriously down to the small crowd of friends, family and curious onlookers and the substantially larger crowd of reporters from all over the world who stood behind the cordon the Police had established while Gardason was meeting with the King.

«Ladies and Gentlemen, I have just come from a meeting with His Majesty King Haakon where His Majesty has requested that I form a ruling council that will serve as the national cabinet and advise His Majesty on the administration of the Realm for the next four years. I have accepted His Majesty's request, and have been given two weeks to form the new cabinet.»

The reporters all started shouting questions, asking him everything from who he was considering to how the previous day had been to what his cabinet's main goals would be. After patiently answering a few of the questions, Gardason left into the waiting Mercedes-Benz and headed back to the hotel room in the Plaza to make some calls and catch some more sleep.
Gataway
08-10-2008, 13:01
Strasbourg

With a shaky at best agreement with the Cots, and the new state security act recieveing condemnation Elsrider took comfort in the fact that Imperialist forces had been crushed at two key battles and were being pushed back towards the English channel.

The High Chancellory and Senate had taken a high interest in the Cottish elections brought on by the brief conflict between the Republic and the Cottish realm.

To the distaste of the Republic government the news that Sverre Gardason had won the election added one more headache to Elsrider's burdened mind.

Nevertheless Elsrider called a news conference to publicly address the new prime minister.

Conference hall, Chancellory building

Amid a crowd of reporters and flashing cameras Elsrider entered the conference hall despite his obvious stress he maintained a commanding and reassuring apperance wearing a black suit and red tie two flags of the republic draped behind him as he began

"The Cottish elections which were sparked by the conflict between our two nations have ended. It is my hope and the hope of many Gatawayin officials and people that more steps will be taken between our two nations to further strengthen the ties between our two states which started on my visit to Oslo and to further strengthen and promote stability to the region.

I see the new Cottish Prime Minister as a chance at a fresh start and hope progress can be made under the new government."
Elsrider stepped away from the podium exiting out a side door as reporters hurled questions and camera flashes lit up the room
Brydog
08-10-2008, 16:03
TO: The Realm of Cotland
FROM: The Republic of Alaska

We congratulate Mr. Gardason on his victory in these elections. We hope that with the new government, we can mend relations after the recent civil war in our nation.

Signed,
Robert Fullerton
President of the Republic of Alaska.
Nerotika
08-10-2008, 18:05
Federal Chambers, Voldagrad

"Ma'am, seems the Realm has gone about with elections. The man they've elected is no more of a moron then the last they had so I suppose thats a plus."

"No need for name calling councilmen Vordak, we havn't had relations with the cots for some time now and I plan to keep it that way. Plus i've been paying attention to the news and from what i've seen myself this new prime minister wants nothing to do with us as well."

The chairwomen turned her head back to her desk, Vordak took this as his que to leave and work continued without any more mention of Cotlands elections.
Layarteb
11-10-2008, 03:11
"Sir, the Cottish have concluded their voting. It is apparent that the Moderates will claim victory," the Minister of Foreign Affairs said over the phone to the Emperor. Since the Cottish elections began, the Layartebian Cabinet and Empire as a whole had been glued to the televisions and radios, watching and listening. Internet traffic had spiked during the day as well as Layartebians throughout the world joined the rest of the global populace, watching the voting tally's all day long.

"Good. Any victory, otherwise, would have been detrimental to our efforts throughout the European continent. I imagine that we will be having a meeting, face-to-face, with the new Prime Minister shortly?"

"Sir. I have put in our request to meet with Prime Minister Sverre Gardason here in the Empire. It is our hope that he will oblige. Our tenure and history with Rothsky goes back nearly three decades and it would be a shame to ruin the long bonds that our two, respective lands formed during that time. It is apparent now that the Gatawain nation and the Alaskans are looking to these new elections as a positive."

"Good. Good. We must transmit our congratulations to the Moderates and the new Cottish government. It will be our intention to continue our long history together, unabated of course."

"Yes sir." The Empire would transmit its public praise for the Cottish government and populace for successful elections and its willingness to work with the new Cottish government in the way that it had worked with the last one.
Hirgizstan
11-10-2008, 14:58
The Fuhrer and the Hirgizstanian Government as a whole had watched the Cottish elections with great interest since they had been very vocal and active both in Gataway and Alaska.

The Commonwealth didn't particularly care about what the Cots or anyone else got up to as long as it didn't harm Hirgizstanian interests, but nonetheless, a close watch was kept over the developing situations.

As the election results flooded in the Fuhrer was watching Cottish TV, using the subtitles to understand what was being said. Like most world leaders, he had a grasp of many foreign languages, but understanding a news broadcast in its entirety was not within his ability. As the final results were confirmed the telephone on his desk sprang to life. The computer screen attached told him it was from the Embassy in Oslo. He picked it up.

"My Fuhrer."

"Ambassador."

"As you may already know, Sverre Gardason of the Moderate Party is the clear victor. We have already sent out formal congratulations and a request for a meeting as per your orders. I am preparing a file on Mr. Gardason as we speak and will have it sent to you by the end of the day."

"Excellent. I look forward to reading it. We must prepare to meet this new leader and hopefully he will see eye to eye with us in our important relations. If there is nothing else Ambassador?"

"No, sir. Good bye."
Pushka
14-10-2008, 18:00
Voronej, Kremlin

"Господин Президент, в Котландии толко што прошли выборы."
"Mr. President, elections just went through in Cotland."

"Я знаю."
"I know."

"Есть распоряжения по этому поводу?"
"Do you have any orders concerning this?"

"Я лично пошлю ихнему новому лидеру письмо, возможно мы сможем работать с этой администратцией."
"I will personally send a letter to their new leader, perhaps we will be able to work with this administration."

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From: President Igor Stepanov
To: Sverre Gardason

-FOR REAL OF COTLAND HEAD OF STATE'S EYES ONLY-

I would like to personally congratulate you in your victory. As I am sure you know the state of relations between our two nations has been difficult, however in the past several years both sides made an effort to improve the sad state of affairs. I hope you will find it in our mutual benefits to continue this development. I would love to talk to you in person, in a few months perhaps once you have time for it.

-Igor Stepanov
Cotland
05-11-2008, 19:29
Oslo, Norway
19. August, 2008, 09:37 CET
Nine days after having been formally asked by the King to form a new cabinet, Sverre Gardason had finally managed to solve the cabinet solitaire. With the cabinet organized and the new ministers flown into Oslo, the fleet of black government sedans drove up to the Royal Palace in the hour leading up to 10 o’clock on Monday the 18th of August, 2008, carrying the twenty-one new ministers that would serve as the Realm’s Cabinet of State for the next four years. The procession was followed closely by the dozens of reporters from all over the world who were covering the ascension of the new administration in Cotland, one of the world’s largest democratic superpowers.

The ministers were all dressed in their finest clothes, as was the custom for meeting the King, and were escorted up to the Hall of State in the second floor of the Palace’s east wing where all Councils of State were held for the first Council of the Gardason Administration. Inside the room that oozed formality, tradition and national grandeur, the soon to be ministers waited for the clock to reach 10 o’clock, and for the arrival of His Majesty. Understandingly nervous, the ministers did their best to pass time by quiet idle conversation and discreet peeks at their wrist-watches.

At 10 o’clock sharp, the doors to the room opened and the ministers all hushed down and faced the door, where two sharply clad palace servants opened the doors and bowed as the King, clad as was normal for the King in a Council of State in the black Army Parade Uniform with rows upon rows of decorations, orders and golden rank insignia affixed. The King looked far better than he had been just ten days ago when he had appointed Gardason as the new Prime Minister, but he still looked far from fully recovered from the severe illness he had suffered. Still, with a disarming smile, the King made his way around the large conference table, shaking the hands of each and every one of the new ministers and briefly talking with every single one of them, doing what he could to relax the nervous ministers. After completing the round, the King sat down in his seat at the head of the table – easily distinguished due to its superior size when compared with the other chairs and the Royal Crown decorating the chair.

“Please, be seated.”

That was the cue for the ministers to take their seats.

“The Council of State is now in session. Mister Prime Minister,” The King said formally, following a ritual that had been in effect since the early 1800s.

“Thank you Sire. May it please Your Majesty, I ask for Your Majesty’s blessing in my selection of Cabinet.” Gardason started, bowing his head out of respect for the King as he began his part in the ritual that was to follow.

Over the next few minutes, the new Prime Minister introduced every member of the new cabinet, which included nine women and twelve men, including a female Minister for Foreign Affairs, Minister for Defence, Minister for Fisheries and Minister for the Environment, to the King. After the presentation was complete, the King asked a few questions to some of the ministers and, satisfied in their responses, nodded with satisfaction.

“Very good. Ladies and gentlemen, I must warn you. The great experience you are about to embark upon for the coming four years is not going to be easy. My country has many challenges before it, both domestic and abroad. Our enemies do not wish to see us succeed, and our friends, while trusted allies, often have their own agenda and priorities in many matters that differ from the interests of my Realm. In these perilous times, my people and my country need a strong and capable Cabinet to handle the issues with wisdom, strength and tact. I have confidence in that you all possess these qualities.” The King said, before nodding to a servant who brought the King a stack of leather-bound documents.

“Mister Prime Minister, by the powers granted me by Almighty God and by the Constitution of the Realm, I hereby affirm these men and women gathered around this table to henceforth be appointed to Ministers of the Council of State of the Realm of Cotland, and I confirm this by affixing the Great Seal of the Realm of Cotland upon their letters of appointment, which duly grant them the powers, privileges and responsibilities of their new offices in my name.” The King said as he opened each document, added his signature to the document and dripped wax onto the bottom of the document before he firmly pressed the large golden seal onto the wax, leaving the impression of the Great Seal of the Realm of Cotland upon the document, authenticating it as genuine. The holder of the document was thus authorized by the King to act in his name in matters concerning the Ministry in question.

After repeating the process twenty times, the King rose from his seat and made a second round around the table, giving the authentication document to each minister along with a firm handshake and a few words of advice.

After this was done, the King returned to his seat and sat back down.

“Mister Prime Minister, honored Ministers, I thank you for your time. The Council of State is now adjourned.”

With that, the first Council of State for the Gardason Administration had been finished, but the Prime Minister and Cabinet had one more informal task to carry out before they could leave. All rose and, following the Prime Minister’s lead, sang the first verse of the Royal Anthem to the King, affirming their allegiance to the King and country once and for all. This too was a “first council meeting” tradition that had been around for many decades. After the song and the formal bows to the King, the Majesty rose and left the Hall of State as tradition required before the new Cabinet could leave. The rules of protocol were quite clear on this issue: The Monarch is the last to arrive and the first to leave the Council of State.

Outside the Royal Palace, Oslo, Norway
19. August, 2008, 10:55 CET
Five minutes later, at just before 11 o’clock, the twenty-one ministers emerged from the Palace, passing the company of Royal Guards who had been formed outside the Palace entrance as a honor guard, and walking down to the gathering of reporters, family, friends, curious onlookers and the police officers who kept the other people behind the barriers that had been put up between the crowd and the new cabinet.

After a ten minute photo shoot and question round in which the new cabinet was introduced, applauded and barraged with questions, the cabinet returned to the Palace to get into the waiting fleet of sedans to get to their respective ministries where they would perform the traditional key ceremony in which the outgoing minister would hand over the keycard to the new minister. However, since the entire Rothsky Administration had effectively been sacked over three weeks earlier, the senior Secretary of the respective ministries, who was the senior bureaucrat in the ministry, would hand over the keycard in the place of the ex-minister.

In any case, the new ministers would all have received their keycards and officially assumed their new positions within 2 o’clock in the afternoon Cottish time and get to know their new staffs. The real work would begin the next day, interspaced with interviews with various medias so that the people of Cotland could get to “know” the persons who would be calling the shots for the next four years. A lot of cases were expected to be pushed through the Storting in the next 100 days, which had traditionally been known as the “honeymoon days”, in which the Storting too would be settling in and going easy on the new cabinet. However, with a minority government in the Storting, it was expected that the opposition would make things hard on the new cabinet when the honeymoon days were up.

Meanwhile, the Royal Yacht HMY Cotland was making its way across the Atlantic Ocean towards the Layartebian naval base in Guantamano, Cuba, escorted by the frigates HMS Ulvik (F236) and HMS Fossem (F245). Their expected time to arrival was two days.

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For the next couple of weeks, the members of the new cabinet would be very busy. Already, Prime Minister Gardason himself was flying to Layarteb City in early September to meet with the Layartebian government, in which he would reaffirm the close ties with the Layartebian Empire but at the same time make it clear that in the event of further Layartebian atrocities such as Mato Grosso, the new cabinet would react negatively. Of course, he reassured the Layartebians that he was confident that the “unfortunate incident” in Mato Grosso wouldn’t be repeated and that the Layartebians had “corrected the anomalous error in the weapons system in question” by now.

In late September, Gardason would fly to Hirgizstan City where he would meet with the Hirgizstani Fuhrer and reaffirm the Cottish-Hirgizstani friendship and alliance, while the new Foreign Minister, Mrs Katrine Hauge, who had previously served as the Cottish Ambassador to both Hawdawg and the United States of Brink, would attempt to get together two important meetings, firstly with the Gatawaians so that the new Cabinet could try to mend some of the disaster that had caused Rothsky and his cabinet to resign, and for a top-level summit with the Russians towards the end of the year as the Russians had opened the door for.

There was much to be done, and only four years to do it.