...and so we must ensure that something like that rebel doesn't happen again. El Presidente? Were you even listening? Ah well no matter. Let's get down to business.
This passing year was quite good for business. However Tropican finance grows at the expense of Tropican happiness. It remains the lowest on record. I think it mostly has to do with the accursed Religious upstarts.
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It is very kind of your Excellency to build new houses for those animals! Perhaps they will even move into them!
The ungrateful army threatens direct action if you don't improve religious services! Maybe be better do what they say Excellency...
An armoury has been completed, finally we'll have some Generalissimos! If only there were some qualified Tropicans...
Not too much money this year Excellency. But happiness has gone up. Seems like we can't have both Excellency...
It seems our only priest has left the island out of disgust. That is not good Excellency! We must get a new priest immediately! I sent a letter to one of those silly Yanqui "missionary" groups. They say they'll send someone over for the price of $800 which I gladly paid. I hope he gets here before the coup hits!
In an effort to please the greedy capitalists (and scam some money off the stupid tourists) I commissioned a bank. You approve? Oh thank you Excellency!
A professor has arrived to teach at the university. It's about time! We paid his passage over a year ago! Anyway he's very concerned about the "oppressive regime" here on the island. Oppressive! He's lucky we don't kill him for that!
I mean look! If we were oppressive this would be solid red! Look at all that liberal yellow in there! The deep jungle is almost green! The monkeys there have a total freedom of speech!
We've finished a private dock for the tourists Excellency. Finally we'll stop getting complaints from those snooty Yanquis about seeing a shack or unemployed man or a rebel attack...
With these "special" building permits I came up with we can put some money aside just in case we need to pay for a quick getaway.
Just build some random tenements and we'll have some money hidden in the great land of Switzerland. Uh oh...the university professor is suspicious...time to stop the permits!
Happiness went down, profits soared. What a surprise...
Ah! I see El Presidente has commissioned an immigration office! Kudos! We need more jobs for the now abundant High School graduates! And controlling who comes in (and goes out) of the country wouldn't hurt...
Ah look at the labouring workers. Why is that one chanting, "The people! United! Will never be defeated!"? Well...um...he's making a little joke. About how easy it is to defeat the people when they swarm this palace and how the one-hundred-and-seventy of them would be gunned down by our four palace guards who barely know which way to hold their weapons. That's right. He's being sarcastic! He's also quite satisfied with the fact that he has no voice in government and a dead-end job and no religion to look to for guidance. Oh was I rambling? Sorry Excellency!
Neither happiness nor profits were good this year El Presidente. What's that? Ask the people what they want? Good idea Excellency! I shall petition them at once!
Out on the balcony
Ahem! If any Tropican wishes to submit an idea to his Excellency he would be willing to receive it. Simply give a written letter to a passing soldier and it will be brought to his Excellency when convenient! That is all!