For the Cannalans: the original post that lead to the politics posts.
And yes, I meant madman instead of madmen as a reference to the fact that the poster Madman was the deciding vote.
BREAKING NEWS: Forenian Socialist Party goes underground!
Following a late-breaking decision by Parliament to seek joining the Axis Powers, the Forenian Socialist Party has announced it will be going underground, with its leaders going into hiding and future party communication and newsletters delivered by secret courier. A high-ranking member of the FSP, former Arstotzkan sniper Petyr Tavish, remarked "It is shameful to see that the Forenian people would rather ally with that league of deluded madman instead of joining the Comintern. For the Party's continued existence and the safety of our members, we are going underground. The People's Revolution WILL come! When the time is right, of course."
Further inquires, along with the fact that the Socialist Party is not yet outlawed, were rebuffed. Later in the afternoon, party members were seen shifting furniture from the party headquarters on Rostock Road into the subterranean tunnels near the harbour, perhaps taking "going underground" far too literally.
And bonus, the Unification Party Prime Minister's original speech, from the very start of the war. Names are from when we thought of naming the islands for heroes of the last war.
Portion of a speech by the Prime Minister of United Forenia, 14th January 1938My fellow Forenians, this day the war against Cannala has begun. As I speak, Cannalan planes are flying across the Zhuyev Archipelago, Cannalan troops are marching out of the Kader Jungle, and Cannalan cruisers are steaming for Emilovich Island. Between us lies two thousand kilometres of ocean and isle, and before us stands the full arsenal of the
continent island-nation of Cannala, turned to the task of transcontinental conquest. Already, the dishonourable Cannalans have struck an underhanded blow against our fair Forenia!
I will not lie to you, this war will not be won by winter. It will not be won this time next year, and it will not be won the year after. It will be won when our planes bomb their capital, when our ships shell their capitol, and when our soldiers storm their streets and decapitate every last Cannalan! That is the victory we must be resolved to achieve, the day Cowardly Cannala attacked us by surprise!
These coming weeks, these coming months, these coming years all promise a revolution in the conduct of war. The Cannalan battleships which shelled our capital have gone down in history for conducting the world's longest transoceanic raid; now it falls to us to win, and write the rest of that history. The rest of the world waits with bated breath to witness how land, air and sea power may converge to victory across the wide expanse of ocean, and it is upon us to show them. In this, the tireless efforts of our researchers, engineers and designers is paramount, and I have every confidence that their innovation, intelligence and ingenuity will give United Forenia the weapons she needs to triumph.
But our greatest advantage over Cannala is not one that was invented. It is not a vehicle driven, which may be disabled, nor a weapon wielded, which may be wrestled away, nor a bullet fired, which may be armoured against. It is a power that Cannala cannot comprehend. It is a strength that every last man and woman with a Forenian flag upon their breast may draw on, and one that no one save ourselves may relinquish. It is one that is in the very name of our glorious nation. It is
unity!
Today, our children learn to sing the anthem of United Forenia, of which Moskurg and Arstotzka are two parts that form a greater whole. I do not ask that these two storied identities be forgotten to history - only that Forenia must come first if we are to prevail. Already our continental union has borne fruit - the plains, mountains and jungles of our bountiful continent are settled and cultivated in peace, unhindered by battles and borders for the first time in centuries, ushering in a new age of prosperity and plenty. We draw our strength from the unity of north and south, rather than waste it in fruitless battle against our brothers. No such mindset exists in Cannala - even the name of their worthless nation speaks of the dominance of one over the other! Where else exists the Juraki Shogunate, but in the minds of an underclass of Cannalans forced to toil on the sugar plantations and in the rum factories? Will they take up arms against our righteous soldiers when we land on the Cannalan beaches? Or will they take up arms against the pirates who conquered them by force, and fight alongside a similarly aggrieved people for their freedom? The Cannalans showed no mercy to the Juraki, and neither will they be accepting of Arstotzkan or Moskurgite - only Forenia united can prevail against their dreams of intercontinental conquest and assimilation!
I do not pretend that the detritus of our violent history will be washed away solely by the tears of the war widows, weeping for the victims of the New Year's Eve attack. I only hope that the sweat of Forenian soldiers slogging through the Kader Jungle and the blood of Forenian sailors split in the waters of the Zhuyev islands will be enough to write a new page in our history - the name of United Forenia!
United by fire, united by strife, United Forenia shall survive!
*cue epic rendition of United Forenia's national anthem*
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