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A Revolution


Peter Ilyich
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“A home. A Street. A city. A nation. A nation of opportunity and absolute gain.” Said the young man at the podium. “A land built on the rights of you…the people. A nation constructed to allow liberty and absolute justice for you all…through other means.” He proclaimed, standing up taller. “Through successful means, and lord willing, a blessed land indeed. Now let us set our sword in the ground and proclaim this our land!” The man set his fist in the air, revealing his belief in the ideas being set down here. “I, Joseph Alexander, wish for the gratitude of the people of the United Workers Republics as its sovereign and absolute President. The right must, and only will be, established through the economics of absolute socialism and its doctrine. As for the her government,” He looked at the men standing next to him, “I expect no less than a working state in which communism and it’s right be proclaimed and maintained for our generations. Now let the workers of the world unite!” Alexander spoke, smiling to his people.

 

Joseph was a young man; only 23 years old, not very experienced in politics. It was his revolutionary actions to establish a communist rule in the British Isles that gave him his Presidential title rather than skills in the field of politics. He was sitting in his office in Alexandria (Former London) when he got a knock on the door. “Enter” He said. A man dressed in an up-scale military uniform stepped in. “It is time to address the people.” He said. Joseph waited a moment, having a thousand-yard stare before turning and speaking quietly, “Ok. Position snipers on all buildings surrounding the square. Anyone not a supporter is a rebel, and you have permission to operate under black-out clearance. But, if asked, the order didn’t come from me.” Joseph said, speeding up as speaking. “Yes sir,” and the man exited the room.

 

The reason for the up-tight security was Alexander’s first speech as the official President of the United Workers Republics of the British Isles, as its full name was. His paranoia about a possible, and probable, threat to his security gave him the reason to authorize the ‘black-out’ command. This means they have authorization to allow rebels to be shot during the speech. Although it might seem obvious to the surrounding spectators what is really going on, he was doubtful they would truly muster the ability to stand up to the threat, and not to mention the lack of sufficient evidence. Alexander was fully secure.

 

“Good morning workers. I come to you not being as an overlord, but as an equal of your own self simply tasked with the means of carrying out your will.” Cheers would arise from the crowd, and the snipers would attempt to spot anyone not seeming to be as excited as the bunch. “Once I was crowned the…honorable…position of your leader, I told the men around me one thing, and that was that we will succeed, with or without your help. At that moment I will tell you that seven of the men once believing in our nation walked away in disgrace, not absolutely loyal to the state we have constructed.” He looked around. “I now will tell you farewell, and let the workers unite in the land of opportunity and absolute gain.” He quickly paced away from the podium, and the end of the speech was marked.

 

We the workers of the Workers Republic, with a goal of creating the perfected union, will establish a constitution on this day which will provide for the defense and welfare of our own men and women. We will promote the blessings given to us, and secure the communist doctrine we have established in the socialist economy we constructed. With the statements made in our constitutions great preamble, we may declare the United Workers Republics an independent state for a long time to come.

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“Poverty is an issue that must be halted and pushed back for good. Our economics allow everyone to stand as tall or as low as the next. We have to fight back against the force that has caused so much quarrel in the world for thousands of years. We will prevail, and we will do it now.” Announced Joseph Alexander, making his second address since becoming head of state of the nation. This announcement was faster than the last, and he paced behind into his office where he sat for a few hours.

 

A couple of hours later the man he was waiting for finally arrived. “Why so late?” Joseph asked him. “I had some business to take care of. I am here to escort you to the congress.” Joseph got up and walked a few rooms over to the meeting, where he quietly opened the doors and stepped to the podium. “Attention, attention. To long has our nation been separated by our two-party system. I get straight to the point when I say we must be bonded as a one-party system. Let us set our doctrine now before men may take our land over!” It took a few seconds of stun before clapping commenced, and Alexander winked at a man in the back of the room.

 

“It is obvious what needs to be done.” Alexander told a man. “Louis, we must succeed.” He added on. “Of course, you’re excellency.” Louis said. “How many more Republicans do we have in senate than Social Communists?” Alexander asked. “Seven, sir.” He responded. Joseph thought for a moment. “Let’s arrange accidents for them, shall we?” He said. “With all due respect, sir, how about just institute article 3? If you have substantial evidence, you can remove them from office and choose who replaces them.” Alexander chuckled. “Not near as enjoyable, but sure. Frame eight Republicans, their most influential ones at that, for conspiracy against the Republics. Go, scurry along.” Alexander said, then laughed. He set his legs on his desk and spent that time to get some much-needed rest.

 

“Here we have the results on the vote for the one-party system, a bill proposed by President Joseph Alexander and his Vice President Louis May.” Said the speaker, leader of the congress. “The vote was victorious by one vote. Before we move on, be aware His Excellency Alexander will be revealing his replacements for the recently discovered traitors next week.” He said, and while most people were clapping and cheering, the republicans were silent. Everyone, after a couple minutes of individual conversation, would walk out of the adjourned meeting.

 

            The United Worker Republics may be based into the one-party socialist system, none other. Formation of any parties but may be deemed a punishment following a trial.

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Today was an important day for the United Worker Republics, as well as for the world. Today would be the first communications between the UWR and the outside world, all nations together. Joseph Alexander, Head of State, was tasked with delivering the message crucial to the future of the nation. Thus, the pressure was as on as it ever was, and this was to be his first major test.

 

The communication would be broadcast on private channels to the governments, and would be managed by the Worker’s Broadcasting Channel, formerly the British Broadcasting Channel. The communication would be recorded and kept as classified information to the people in the nation. Minimal details about the nation would be revealed to ensure relationships with all nations, regardless.

 

Joseph was dressed as you might have seen an average man dress back in the 1920’s, although casual in today, back then it could be considered upper-class wear. Alexander was old-fashioned, as one might call him; he could be caught at a ballet performance of Swan Lake, a late night Beethoven concert, or even reading Shakespeare’s Romeo & Juliet. Just last night he attended a prestigious ball with his fiancé, Audrey March. Young, but with the mind of a man living in the late 19th Century. His address of the public would surely be a treat for those wealthy enough to see the tape.

 

He sat up in his office, situated in the front of Buckingham Palace and with windows behind revealing the light and astonishing green lawn in front of his residence. There, facing the camera and on is desk was a picture of him with March in front of Big Ben, a lamp, as well as some other crucial elements that would give the foreigners comfort looking into the newly-born nation. He had been fulfilling his duty to absolute perfection. The last step: the address. The live address, the most crucial element in the well-being of the new nation. “3…” yelled the cameraman, one of the few honored to watch the address. “2…1…on!” He shouted.

 

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“Attention, states of our planet. My dearest of apologies for the belated response to you all, and I hope this doctrine is not being amplified at an inconvenient time.” He attempted, trying to sound as welcoming as possible. “It is my honor to address you as President of the new nation occupying the British Isles. I believe it is important we let you all be aware in our field, so the two of us may have a better understanding of each other.” He spoke, clearly but not to the point of yelling. “I understand we arise in a time in which looks sickly, with shot’s being fired, it seems, around every corner of this great planet. But let it be assured, and let our intentions be clear, we are sure to side not with necessarily who is the power, or who is the grandest, but who is the right, regardless of how ragged, disorganized, or small they may be. Regardless of race or religion or economy, we side who is right.” He said. “What is right? The answer to that comes down to what you believe in, why you believe in it, and who you may be because of it. We in the new nation that is in the United Kingdom and Ireland, pledge our allegiance to the well-being and security of the race that is humanity. We salute you all,” he said, wrapping it up. “And may you be given great reward in the ages to come” He concluded. The communication was silenced, and we got up.

“Louis?” He asked, looking around. “Yes, President?” Louis responded, appearing in the doorway. “Sign on my behalf.” “Yes, you’re excellency.” He said, exiting the room. 

 

The United Worker Republics will engage in foreign relations and establish relationships with nations, however may not sign treaty until a true relationship has lasted for a superior period of time.

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“I support the facts,” Alexander spoke in the square. “The fact is we simply cannot avoid war with the current position of our power.” He said. “These are the reasons I am here today.” He said, sounding farther down than ever. This was, as he implied, a very important address. This was his “Address to the Republics”, in which he traveled across the republics to address the people. This was his opening speech in Alexandria, the most important one in which tens of thousands watched in person, and millions of millions watched on the television. “We have to not survive…this implies that you hold on against odds, or only barely sustaining. We need to thrive, not just as six different nations—England, Wales, Scotland, Northern Ireland, Man, and Ireland—but as one singular nation united to fight against one thing…oppression. This is not just one issue. This is a unity of issues, fixed on the singular goal of destroying us and everything we have built. This will not happen to us, and anyone with this goal should be put to the gun!” Alexander concluded, and exited.

 

“It is time to take action.” Alexander said to the Legislature. “I call upon you all. It is time to conquer. Our cause: spreading the welfare of the Worker Republics to Mainland Europe. I call upon you, the law, to pass legislation calling for the invasion of the Iberian Penninsula.” Alexander said. His Regime had recently succeeded in making all parties except for his own illegal in the United Worker Republics, hence why he could practically exercise any authority he deemed necessary. Hence also why the vote to invade Spain and Portugal was a success. Hence also one reason for opening relations with the other European nations with similar interests as himself. The vote ended unanimously.

 

Along the streets of Alexandria stood soldiers. Some marching through the city, some establishing checkpoints. Earlier that day, Joseph Alexander, President, declared all of the United Worker Republics under high level security. This was, of course, before his trip to Alvonia. The streets were empty. Near the ports of Dover were U.W.R. Navy ships and soldiers boarding the ships as they prepared to make way for Iberia. They had not told anyone of the plans, and had no intention to until the last possible moment.

 

“I understand the fear of our recent military actions. I fear too, my friends. I fear for us. I fear during the day, I fear at night, and I fear right now with you. But what is going on is only for the best of not just us, but others. I would never hurt a man or a woman, especially any of those loyal to our free cause. I encourage everyone to continue with their lives, and I assure you we will all, as free men and women, remain that way.” Alexander said, following recent expression of fear from the military activity. Alexander then retired to his home where he got some much-needed rest.

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“The economy.” Joseph Alexander said, looking at the crowds, “The economy will rise…and debt will fall. The dangers the future holds for us may all be avoided by one revolution.” He said, pausing for dramatic effect. “The economic revolution!” He yelled, allowing the crowds to cheer. “The former in your minds, our nation…not mine, not yours, but ours, can only be sustained through a thriving economy. What does an economy need? Why, it needs money to circulate!” He said, confidently. “The Shilling we have long awaited is finally in the Worker Republics! Denominations? *1, *2, *5, 10*, *25, *50*, *75, *100, *500, and *1000!” He said, slowly but gradually building up. “Other’s may ask, why give your people so much? Well, I might ask you, why do you give yours so little?” An uprising and powerful roar occurred, and Alexander stepped out of the spotlight.

 

“I will do what it takes to maintain in power, for the sake of both me and my people,” Alexander said, addressing the Parliament. “I request the ‘unbiased’ parliament of the British Isles to extend my term limit.” He said. He expected loud applause to ring through the building, however it remained mostly quiet. Alexander expected, and hoped, that the Labour Party, the only legal party in the nation, would obviously cheer and defeat the ‘no’ voters. This seemed not the case. “Honorable President Alexander.” Said the Speaker of Parliament, Johnathon Hamilton. “Unfortunately, I don’t think that will be possible. It seems that could be deemed…unconstitutional, as well as the majority of your actions as President.” He said firmly. “I believe we hold early elections, and a vote held on both topics will occur in due time.” He said, and urged Alexander to exit.

 

“I need this. This nation under the palm of another man frightens me, and we surely must not let that happen. We must hold this vote off, and somehow get the Parliament to change their minds.” He said to Louis May, his main advisor. “Well, Honorable Joseph.” He began, “You could dissolve Parliament and establish a new constitution while Parliament is being reestablished. It is unconstitutional, but I am sure you could pull it off without anyone thinking the wiser.” He said, chuckling slightly, “Except for that Hamilton kid, but he’ll be sent over to Aberdeen in a jiffy.” He completed.

 

The Parliament was dissolved. The new constitution, the ‘Articles of Establishment’, would be drafted a week later, and approved by the President, the Honorable Joseph Alexander. Former Speaker of the Parliament Jonathon Hamilton is, months later, thought to be running a business in Aberdeen, Scotland and on a strict watch from the government following him spreading “conspiracies” about the reason for the new Constitution. The term limit of the Honorable President was, following approval from the new, “uncorrupt” Parliament, extended from 2 years to 10 years. Everything would return to how it was before the incident within a period of 3 months. Why the old one-party parliament had suddenly turned on Alexander’s regime was unknown, however he planned to launch a quiet, but full-scale investigation.

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