Super SE Extravaganza
Paris Tribune Headlines: A stack of militant Workers have gotten in touch with their agrarian side, rapidly turning once beautiful villages and towns into FARMS. Except near Paris, where the Bureau-Cap police threatened to kill them if they tried it. The authorities are on the watch for them but, when interviewed, have simply shook their heads and said, "What can we do? It's a sign of the times. Old Napoleon adopted Representation, you know."
Using the maintenance-cleansing might of our State Property civic (Ah, Motherlandfrance!) we have grown mighty, and impressively high on our slider rating. Comrade Bonaparte has ensured us we are becoming more Awesome by the day, rapidly out-teching even the silly Mansa Musa, who appears to be going for a cultural victory. (Nya ha ha?) We run Merchants in bountiful amounts throughout the empire, keeping commerce from trade routes, the capital, and our new windmills suitably high.
But our tech does not take us into military arms! No, comrades, it brings us into the way of peace. The way of Broadway, and Eifel (viva la France!), and Cristo Redentor! With the Broadway already under construction in our Ironworks Soviet-Incorporated Megacity of Shanghair, we plan to hunker down behind our happiness and stand against the capitalist emancipated dogs who are running countries else where. We will laugh at them, and then beat them to Alpha Centauri! Unless they see fit to elect us world leader first.
France also grows increasingly ARTSY, as throughout the land Salons are completed. Art! Free art! It is making our research go vroom vroom!
Alas, comrades, it does not seem likely that we shall acquire the Statue of Liberty for ourselves, if indeed it has not already been completed--it slips this reporter's mind. But consider it a gift for our capitalist dog friends overseas. I seem to remember something like that happening in real history....
Though, comrades, I should warn you, it could well be that change is on our horizon. Although he has foregone infesting the motherland with Corporation tech until now, word has spread in the empire of a Great Merchant born recently from the Nationally Epic city of Orleans, and rumor has it that he is considering shaking up our government in the name of establishing something ... foreign? Sushi? Sushi is the word! What is sushi? It sounds ... delicious!
Feed the Napoleonic motherland! 1489 Beaker's Per Turn and a few tech monopolies is nothing to sneer at!
Signed, in affectionate buffoonery,
Citizen Lenoviet Motherfrancia
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