From dantheman2210 at yahoo.com.au Sat Aug 2 02:25:46 2008 From: dantheman2210 at yahoo.com.au (Daniel Sanderson) Date: Fri, 1 Aug 2008 23:25:46 -0700 (PDT) Subject: [War] Australia: Question Time Message-ID: <256502.56961.qm@web39106.mail.mud.yahoo.com> ?Question Time? Prime Minister Jack Decker Parliament House, Canberra Wednesday 16 July Australia The bell tolled through Parliament House announcing it was time for Question Time. Jack sighed, and rose from his desk, sticking a roll of fruit tingles in his pocket and heading out, grabbing his jacket on the way. Lucas was waiting outside the door. ?Here you go sir.? He said, handing over a sheaf of papers. ?In case they ask.? ?Thanks.? Jack said, and then paused. ?Oh, almost forgot.? He ducked back into his office and came back out with a battered copy of the Herald Sun, one of the two main Victorian papers. ?What have you got planned?? Lucas asked with a raised eyebrow. ?A way of shutting Taggart up if he asks what I think he?s going to ask.? Jack replied, and headed through Parliament to the House of Representatives. He made his way to his seat, on the left hand side of the central desk. ?Afternoon Jack.? His Deputy, and the Treasurer, William McDowall, said with a smile. ?Bill.? Jack said as he placed his things down on the table. ?Thinking about finals?? ?It?s only July Bill.? Jack said with a smile. He did his best to convert the members of his Cabinet from Queensland and New South Wales back to AFL. ?Eight games left in the season and only two losses?? ?We?re still rebuilding.? Jack replied as the room hushed as the Speaker of the House entered. After the normal preamble, the Speaker looked to Michael Taggart, the Opposition Leader. ?I call upon the Member for Wentworth.? ?Thank you Mr. Speaker. My question is to the Prime Minister. Could he please explain, to this House but also to the people of Australia, why he has committed us to a war in which Australia has no interest?? Jack allowed himself a half smile as he got to his feet. ?Thank you Mr. Speaker, and thank you to the Honourable Member for?I?m sorry Mr. Taggart, what?s your electorate again?? He paused for a moment. ?Ahh, I?m sorry, that?s right. I thank the Honourable Member for Flip-Flop for his question.? There were calls from the Opposition, and members of the government seated behind Jack snickered. ?Quiet please.? The Speaker said into his microphone. ?The Prime Minister will answer the question, but refrain from name-calling.? ?Of course Mr. Speaker, I apologise.? Decker said with fake sincerity. ?I am merely trying to illustrate a point. I have here, in my hand, a copy of the Herald Sun newspaper from two weeks ago, and I?ll table it here as proof that the Opposition Leader?s questions about our involvement in Azerbaijan are ludicrous.? He flipped through the paper. ?If I may read an excerpt of this article, Mr. Speaker. ?Iran is trampling on the sovereignty of a free nation, and Australia stands by the United States and it?s other allies in saying that this in unacceptable.?? Jack closed the paper and looked over at the Opposition Leader. ?Mr. Speaker, you will recall that we had unanimous support for our operations, especially following the bombings in Sydney. The Honourable Member,? he made quotation marks with his fingers, which caused another stir. ?Is using the deaths of Second Lieutenant Christianson, and Trooper Devereux to paint the government as sending our troops over there to die, in a desperate attempt to grab some points in opinion polls, and it will not, it WILL NOT work.? ?The Prime Minister will answer the question.? ?Of course, Mr. Speaker. This government committed troops to the conflict in Azerbaijan because Iran is trampling on the sovereignty of a free nation, and Australia stands by the United States and it?s other allies in saying that this is unacceptable.? He gave a firm nod to indicate that he stood by his answer, and sat back down. Jeff Munroe, an old dinosaur of the Liberal Party, was on his feet and yelling out at the Prime Minister. ?The Member for O?Connor will resume his seat.? The Speaker warned. It didn?t work. ?The Member for O?Connor, you are being put on notice, resume your seat please.? Munroe resumed his seat finally. The next question went to a Labor backbencher. ?Thank you Mr. Speaker, my question is to the Member for Gellibrand. Could he please inform Parliament on where the Royal Australian Air Force is currently at with it?s F-35 purchase.? Peter King rose from his position on the front bench. ?Thank you Mr. Speaker and I thank the Member for his question. During the Prime Minister?s trip to Washington recently he discussed this matter with President Williams, and I am pleased to announce that the first F-35 will touch down in Australia on Friday. Despite the significant re-allocation of both US, and our own defence resources, allowances have been made for the US Air Force to provide long-range tanker support to help our F-35s get over here. Our pilots are now all fully qualified, and I would like to take this opportunity to thank the US government, the Pentagon and the US Air Force for their assistance, it has been greatly appreciated.? And so it went on, with the occasional flare-up, for the next hour. --ACTIONS TAKEN? 1. Prime Minister defends Australia?s contribution to the Azerbaijan mission 2. Defence Minister publicly thanks the US for their work on getting Australia the F-35 3. Just some fun to-and-fro during Question Time, and an introduction to some of the more colorful members (Jeff Munroe,that's you!) Find a better answer, faster with the new Yahoo!7 Search. www.yahoo7.com.au/search From john.penta at gmail.com Sun Aug 3 13:11:43 2008 From: john.penta at gmail.com (John Penta) Date: Sun, 3 Aug 2008 13:11:43 -0400 Subject: [War] US/PRC: Meeting of the Poles, Part I Message-ID: "Meeting of the Poles" President Xia Hong The People's Republic of China President John Williams The United States of America August 1, 2014 ================================================ (San Francisco) Home sweet home... well not really, but for Xia it 'was' where she was technically born, in a hospital near a Chinese consulate several miles from the airport. She remembered the streets well, although so much had changed since the 70's and 80's when she was a child. There was a lot more people for starters, far fewer green spaces, and a lot of the character of the 'old city' was now hidden under a gilded edge of modernity. San Francisco was always, and would likely always, be a city looking forward. If Los Angeles was the New York of the west (New York being her favorite city other than San Fran to visit) than San Francisco was the west's equivalent of Boston The 'other' city. The American Secret Service and the Chinese Executive Security Service traded places at this point. The Americans had a level of credibility. you could trust them to insure the President's well being. If something happened to Xia after all, the next leader would be far from forgiving and neither country wanted that. Likewise, any of the few ESS agents allowed to operate under USSS authority would gladly take a bullet for President Williams...nobody wanted President Stevens launching a reprisal strike against Beijing after all. That might have been taking the potential penalties a little far, but it highlighted the seriousness of the situation. The SS and ESS were both equally fanatical with protecting 'all' people under their custody, regardless of whom it was. Between powers, assassinations were never good policy. Say what you would like about Hong or Williams... they 'did' talk at the end of the day. Something you couldn't necessarily say about their mutual successors. The meeting was understandably important. So much so in fact that the Chinese Ministry of State and the American Department of State had spent literally 'months' in preparation. The language that would be spoken would be English, as both President Hong and President Williams spoke the language natively. Each leader would be allowed a group of 10 immediate staffers, 2 guards in the 'immediate' vacinity. Either side would be permitted confidentiality in consulting their particular experts on issues, the places for the different meetings had been selected, as had the 'recreational' encounters. Xia even got a free New York Mets hat... made in China naturally... which was all right by her. They'd gotten into the nit and gritty about everything... And somehow had time to map out an agenda to boot. The Americans wanted to talk Iran which was obviously a mutual concern and should be addressed. China wanted to talk about America's recent arms deal with the Taiwanese, and about cross-pacific partnership in fields 'other' than making each other mutually wealthy. There were environmental concerns, mutual security concerns, the Koreas... and then there would be a 'closed' door session which would literally be just Xia and John, mano a mano, no cameras, no other ears, to air out whatever concerns they so desired. A chance for the leaders of a newly minted bi-polar world to state their positions, and hopefully between them reach a ground on key issues to help lead the world forward. Even time with the media was heavily scripted on 'both' sides... a not-too understood fact of American politics was that access was everything, and the White House almost exclusively had the access. "That was the school I went to." Xia whispered to herself, unaware that she'd prompted one of her guards to peer out the tinted window of their armored SUV. Xia smiled and waved at the school kids... even if they couldn't see, she couldn't help but get a little excited. It wasn't 'too' long ago that Chan himself was starting his first day of classes in an elementary school. *** Across the city, John Williams was at the Distinguished Visitors' Quarters at Travis AFB, getting ready for the hell to come. They'd been here for a week before Xia's arrival, prepping like nervous kids dreading a test. No kids, no families, just the involved staffers and Williams. The language of the conference was English - which was helpful, even if Williams had figured his Mandarin was good enough to show off. His staffers didn't really want the risk it really wasn't, which is why he didn't push on it. Everything would be tightly scripted, and Williams had authorized the tightest security measures of his administration to make sure things went off as planned. This included meeting privately with protest leaders - to warn them of the importance of the summit and how dimly the White House would view the cause of anyone who disrupted things. Fortunately, too, he'd met with Congressional leaders while preparing - anything that happened here would be enforced by the whips on both sides of the aisle in the Senate, and the independents in the House would be outmaneuvered by bipartisan action if need be. John did enjoy the instability the independents had brought to things, but now was not the time for them to be blocking actions. Everything assured domestically, his mind turned to the hub of the matter - the Chinese. He had no doubt that they were going to bargain hard. Hard as hell. But he couldn't help himself - he would force them to earn every gain with an equal concession. First up, of course, had to be the issue of the prisoners the Chinese still held - it had only been a fear of starting World War III that had stopped him from authorizing a raid to rescue them. In return, he'd stop the most -advanced- parts of the sales to the Taiwanese. But only if they hadn't been tortured. Next, obviously, came Iran - American forces were still fighting in Azerbaijan, but that hardly stopped people from thinking about the post-war. Mostly. After that, it would be China's ball. *** The caravan of vehicles pulled into Travis Air Force Base at approximately 11:45 am local time... a full 15 minutes ahead of schedule. Xia had a penitent for being early, which is something that the Secret Service, with a heads up from their ESS counterparts, took into account when making security arrangements. The line of SUVs and Secret Service Limos came to a halt. An ESS agent got out of the SUV that held the President and opened the door once the USSS perimeter security agents gave the okay. One would have sworn an American stepped out of the car... although Xia was undoubtedly Asian, her American mother gave her a slightly fairer complexion, a good deal of height over, and a better... ahem... 'endowment' than one would have acquainted with a full-blooded Chinese woman. There were any number of reasons... the food she ate as a child was different than what she would've eaten in China, her mixed heritage, unique genetic factors... In either case, she fixed her gaze on President Williams, who was even taller than she was... something the lithe President Hong - whom seemed about 10 years younger than her stated age - was completely unaccustomed to. Still, she handled it gracefully, had anticipated it, and offered a smile as she outstretched her hand. "President Williams, I'm glad to meet you under better circumstances than we normally meet." Williams couldn't help but chuckle at that as he shook the outstretched hand with a smile. "I hadn't thought of it quite that way, Madam President, but that's not a bad descriptor for everything that's happened. It's good to finally meet you when, barring Iran, there *isn't* an immediate crisis underway." "See, we're capable of common ground." She joked, they both shared obligatory smiles for the allowed cameras, though the more honest chuckle was a far more promising event in Xia's mind. "Shall we make our way to the office, so to speak?" "Of course." Williams turned and returned the salutes of the Air Force sentries, then opened the door, gesturing for Hong to enter first. Soon enough, they were seated in a small conference room with their staffs, flags helpfully marking each side's position. "Before we begin, would anyone like anything to drink?" "Ice water would be lovely." Xia replied while their respective aides went about the task of setting up the table for their meeting. Folders here, documents there, glasses over there... they were fortunate it was a large table with all the items that had to be splayed before it. Since they hadn't started the 'formal' meeting yet, Xia figured now was the perfect opportunity to offer her gift. An aide handed her a duffle bag per her request, and after digging around only momentarily she produced a jade-green, crocheted blanket with the imprint in gold of a snake, with some fine bordering in navy blue. Crocheting was a neat and useful little art form she picked up while pregnant. "I hope you will be willing to accept this gift. My understanding is Luke was born in 2013? The year of the snake in Chinese symbolism... indicating one who will be clever, of tremendous wisdom, favored with wealth, laden with determination, engulfed in romanticism and, as they say, a born 'lady killer'." She smiled as she handed it over to him. "That last is something I won't mention to his mom," Williams responded with a grin as the staffers poured the water. "But," Williams appraised the gift quickly to mentally check if he had to turn it over to the National Archives, then decided he didn't, "thank you for the blanket. I'm sure he'll enjoy it, even if he never figures out the significance." It'd distract him from the media, who was his current target for attention. For a few minutes anyway. Finally the staffers indicated everything was set up, and they were ready to proceed. "Since our aides have gone through the diligent work of preparing us for this conversation, shall we begin by addressing the most immediate issue?" She knew he would understand that as being Iran. "I've considered it. Obviously with combat operations still underway, I'm hesitant to plan too far ahead, but I can speak to what I've already sent to contributing nations. "As it is, I'm considering not moving into Iran at all - just holding short at the internarional border and letting the fact that the Islamic Republic has now engaged in *two* wars they haven't won sink in. "However, if I do, this is the plan I am recommending: "One, an Allied Control Council, upon which I would be willing to seat the PRC, would set out general plans. Below them would be Allied military governors at the provincial level. Other than that, the Iranians already *have* the rudiments of democracy - you can just unplug the clerics, re-elect a new Majlis without the vetting of the Guardian Council, and I think you would have a decent structure.So I see no need to go as deep as was done in Iraq - Allied forces would be there to clean out the hardliners, help write a new constitution, and help with reconstruction of infrastructure, nothing more. "Two, there would be a dis-establishment of the IRGC and the Ministry of Virtue, but we would leave the regular Iranian military in place, along with the civil police, while gently retraining them to first-world standards of decorum and professionalism. The civil service would be similar in many ways. "Three: Contracts would be open bidding, period. Preferably fixed-price. Initially, I suspect I'll be using the US Army Corps of Engineers, simply because they have the experience, but later I intend for the Iranians to take over contract management, with any Allied assistance simply being technical. "Are there any Chinese concerns with such a plan? I know it's not detailed - that's still being worked out." "China desires to see the Iranian people bear full responsibility for their own liberation." Xia recognized the change in approach on the first issue, and was more than willing to reciprocate with a bit of information even the CIA and DoD likely could not verify for certain. "Chinese Special Forces have networked several democratic movements together, and are in the process of providing advanced military training and technical support. It's our hope these independent Iranian groups, many of which have some popular support, can unite under the common goal of bringing about a counter-revolution which would result in the ending of religious oriented tyranny in Iran. The role of Islam in their culture and society is undeniable, but I see in Iran a true opportunity to bring about much needed social reform in the Middle East. China has long been a partner, if a tepid one, with Tehran... it is time Beijing took a more defined stand in my opinion." "While we're happy to see Beijing take such a defined stand, I'm not sure the methodology you have set out necessarily is workable," Williams replied. "You're proposing a coup, if I'm reading you right; Personally and professionally, that strikes me as a bad idea. One, it'll be bloody, and while that isn't a concern in and of itself, the first time someone dies is when outsiders lose all control of a movement like that. I'd rather we didn't lurch from the Islamic Republic to something possibly a lot worse." It felt weird to be the guy arguing for moderation, but politics did that sometimes. "We can afford patience. It may take a while, but the Iranians will collapse under the weight of their own system. You can already tell the discontent of the younger generation if you listen closely enough. If we speed up the process as you suggest, it could become something much like what produced the current regime - except in the opposite direction. I think you're moving in the right direction, but I think you're trying to go far faster than the situation can sustain." "I understand your concerns Mister President, however I also disagree. We're keeping close tabs on those we ally ourselves with... the vast majority are not the vengeful maurauders seeking to avenge lost loved ones killed by the government, as is the common revolutionary stereotype. Most of those we are assisting are thoughtful, civilized, educated Iranians. Specifically the mid 20's to early 40's, all of whom have records of peacefully trying to bring about the democratization of Iran. We are not suggesting a 'coup', but I fear that fate has made that much inevitable. My worst nightmare is to wake up one day, to find that the Iranian Government has annihilated the democratic movements that are homegrown by brandishing the title of 'traitor' upon all whom seek democracy because of the actions already taken in Azerbaijan and Tehran respectively." She took a sip of water before continuing. "In this instance, we're merely assuring that they're capable of defending thir freedoms should an inevitable post-hostilities government sponsored crackdown occur." Williams sipped at his water. It was...interesting was probably not the right word for how close that sounded to militia groups in the US. No, it was downright creepy. "Or possibly unintentionally inciting just such a bloodbath. If the Iranians were to find the weapons *before* you're ready to move, you'd give them just the ammo to prove to the guy on the street that the democracy movements are nothing more than foreign pawns at best or complete liars at worst. Which would set us all back about 10 years. If not more." "What ammunition, President Williams? Disguised foreign fighters, certainly not a phenomena in the middle east, training like minded individuals with Soviet era small arms, providing laptops, basic computer and communications instruction, and small unit tactics?" She shrugged as she folded her hands. "Nothing concrete. And at the same time these groups, composed of the same people you're worried about disenfranchising, are garnering political and ideological support? After it becomes public that the Iranian invasion of Azerbaijan was a thinly veiled grab for international attention and petroleum producing supremacy, that tens of thousands of Iran's sons died fighting a phony war, the current government will have no power. With respect, NATO has already set the forces for a revolution in motion by devastating the forces tasked with repressing it. Our best hope now is to influence the outcome. China is determined to see a democratic Iran. We are at the point of no return as it is...we either succeed or fail here, now." "They've mostly been surrendering, not getting destroyed," Williams said. "But regardless. We're not likely to reach agreement on much here - just from my own experience, it feels like you're moving too fast. You probably think I'm being too cautious - well, I am. Let's set this topic aside and agree that the future evolution of Iran is for Iranians to decide? The most any outsider *should* be doing is helping them reach the decisive point at which changes can actually manifest themselves, and help prevent any possibility of state failure." "I can most certainly agree to that." Xia gave a polite smile and nod of her head. As she looked down at the itinerary her face soured. "I see you wish to discuss your spies we're holding." --- Actions: 1. Agree on a basic plan for Iran 2. General chatter 3. Now on to the hard part. From john.penta at gmail.com Sun Aug 3 14:47:41 2008 From: john.penta at gmail.com (John Penta) Date: Sun, 3 Aug 2008 14:47:41 -0400 Subject: [War] US: The Free Ballot Message-ID: "The Free Ballot" 30 July 2014 Pres. John Williams USA ================ "John, why is it so hard to get an absentee ballot?" He heard Kay say into the phone. "Huh?" It was hard? News to POTUS, who had last voted by absentee ballot, um...A while ago. "Yeah; I've been trying to help some of the Marines with their GI Bill stuff, absentee ballots for the elections in November, little things like that, just to keep myself busy. I can't count how often we're getting flak from the counties." "Mmm. Odd that they should." "They seem to do everything they can to make it so these guys can't vote." "Keep a log of what comes up today - if there's anybody we need to sit on, I'll sic DOJ on em." "Okay." "Now then, how is everything?" "Good. Miss you, though." "Yeah - this prep is helpful, but still. I miss you," John admitted. --- More came in on the same issue - this time from DOD, the IG reporting increasing static from states and counties on getting absentee ballots to military voters. Most of it wasn't recalcitrance, just bureaucratic inertia at work, but the result was the same: military members not getting their ballots on time, if at all, or not able to get filled out ballots in, or counted if they did. In short, a lost vote. Thus, the White House proposed legislation to Congress, thr Federal Voter Act of 2014. --- Those in military service, the foreign service, or otherwise outside the bounds of the United States make up a consistent class of voter in all relevant aspects, the bill found, and it was therefore necessary to ensure consistent treatment nationwide. Those voting by absentee ballot from outside the United States also tended to be hindered by the diversity of state and local regulations to such an extent as to render voting impractical if not impossible. This effectively disenfranchised this class of voters. Now therefore the Bill enacted the following uniform requirements for ballots: 1. Absentee ballots must be sent at least 40 days prior to the election - Less if NIST-certified secure technology was used to deliver the ballot electronically. 2. Ballots must be accepted regardless of how they arrive - Legislative history would make it clear this included ballots arriving, for example, through registered mail, FedEx overnights, or whatever - so long as it is a valid ballot, properly filled out, that [hysically gets there within 3 days of the election, it must be counted. Currently, more...hardheaded jurisdictions could refuse ballots not sent However, it must be a physical ballot, not an email-returned ballot. At the same time, it included a big stick: Failure to follow the requirements in good faith left the county board of elections, or state board of elections, on the hook for fines of up to $50,000 per ballot not counted. It was seen as...unlikely you'd have many problems, but it was there just in case. It wouldn't help the 2014 elections, really...But 2016 was doable. --- Inspiration: http://www.usni.org/magazines/proceedings/story.asp?STORY_ID=1525 --- Actions: 1. Nudge through the Federal Voter Act of 2014. From dylandv at gmail.com Tue Aug 5 18:50:55 2008 From: dylandv at gmail.com (Dylan de Valk) Date: Tue, 5 Aug 2008 15:50:55 -0700 Subject: [War] Canada: "Take the Train" Message-ID: <763946e70808051550t5f788ab1jf4bbfc763d51bc1f@mail.gmail.com> [ooc: this is a follow-up on a post i did back in march i think it was] Take the Train July.18/2014 PM James McColl Canada --------------- Once the spring budget had passed in the House, preparations began to be made for the big railway projects. Now, in mid July, advertisements sponsored by the government and the railway companies were being aired on TV, encouraging people to learn more about rail travel and to use it. Most railways in Canada were used for freight only, because of the massive growth in the airline and auto industry that had taken away travellers from the the trains. But the trains were what had built the country in its early days, and they were still vital to the transportation of goods throughout it. That was why it had been decided to start building new and improving existing infrastructure. Even now, construction crews were being hired and gathered, the materials and resources needed stockpiled, and the financing put in place. Construction would be due to start on the first high speed rail line from Windsor to Quebec City in April of next year, and the same time the year after that for the line running from Calgary to Edmonton. Canadian National and Canadian Pacific were both obviously very interested in the project. VIA Rail had approached them and offered CN and CP a stake in the project in return for financial backing, which they had accepted. With private sector support, money would not be an issue. People were being encouraged to invest through a series of bonds and financial incentives. VIA Rail was also cooperating with Bombardier on the trains themselves. Bombardier already made a lot of train components, and it would be manufacturing most of the parts for the trains and then assembling them for the new high speed rail system. -------------------- Actions: 1] outline the details of the rail program. -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: http://esteroic.com/pipermail/war_esteroic.com/attachments/20080805/98584a3d/attachment.html From lee.tarnow at utoronto.ca Wed Aug 6 02:20:13 2008 From: lee.tarnow at utoronto.ca (lee.tarnow at utoronto.ca) Date: Wed, 06 Aug 2008 02:20:13 -0400 Subject: [War] Nigeria: MENDP In-Reply-To: <763946e70808051550t5f788ab1jf4bbfc763d51bc1f@mail.gmail.com> References: <763946e70808051550t5f788ab1jf4bbfc763d51bc1f@mail.gmail.com> Message-ID: <20080806022013.d70f29a2owsg844w@webmail.utoronto.ca> MENDP --- 26 July, 2014 Abuja (AMAC), FCT, Nigeria Nasir Ahmad el-Rufai, Vice President of the Federal Republic of Nigeria --- Nasir Ahmad el-Rufai had returned from Algeria. Negotiations had gone well, and the Arab outcry over Nigeria's gesture of goodwill towards Algeria, an Arab nation in Africa, had driven the Algerians to the Nigerian cause; they had felt slighted, even betrayed, by their fellow Arabs. Why should they be under cut while the Saudis sucked on the American teet, or the Iranians went to play war in Azerbaijan? They had obviously been corrupted... But that wasn't the matter at hand today. Representatives from ChevronTexaco, ExxonMobil, and Dangote Energy Equity Resources, a small Nigerian and Norwegian company, had brought up an interesting idea. With oil prices well over US$300/barrel (ooc: http://www.arabianbusiness.com/512436-oil-could-reach-us300-claims-expert), the reserves in the Gulf of Guinea, which accounted for as much as 10% of the planet's proven reserves, proved incredibly enticing. Unlike Equatorial Guinea, whose production-heavy habits were quickly reducing that nation's proven reserves, Nigeria had proven reserves well into the 2040s. That was before the good news. There was now a confirmed 10 billion barrels, with possibly more to be verified, in the Gulf of Guinea, 1.1B belonging to Equatorial Guinea, about 100M belonging to Cameroon, and an agreed 60% of the remainder belonging to Nigeria, and 40% to Sao Tome and Principe... --- He called himself Godswill Tamuno. He promised to localize control of Nigeria's oil and to secure reparations from the national government for pollution caused by the oil industry. He had warned the oil industry: "It must be clear that the Nigerian government cannot protect your workers or assets. Leave our land while you can or die in it.... Our aim is to totally destroy the capacity of the Nigerian government to export oil." But instead the Supermajors continued their exploration in the Gulf of Guinea. By 2015, 25% of the United States' oil would come from the region. No matter what the Nigerian government did, they could not figure out MEND. While the Niger Delta People's Volunteer Force gave into the government ceasefire under Yar'Adua's weak government, MEND continued to flourish. Coordinated attacks on Nigerian government representatives, foreigners, refineries; there were no limits. They were even capable of successful raids on government buildings: In early 2007, Soboma George, a relevant militia commander, was arrested by security agents in Port Harcourt and detained at a police station in the city. In response, MEND constructed a rescue operation and freed him. MEND's leadership was highly amorphous, and various leaders, such as General Columbus Brutus Ebipade, Jomo Gbomo, General Tammo or Akpos Nabena, issued statements on behalf of the group. The above names were believed to be pseudonymous, and MEND was careful to not reveal the true identities of its various commanders. MEND possessed hubs in various states across the Niger Delta area?primarily in Bayelsa, Delta, Rivers and Ondo states?which were in communication with each other. Now they were expanding to Principe. The establishment of MENDP (Movement for the Emancipation of the Niger Delta in Principe) was the next logical step in the group's development. With the discovery of nearly 3.5B bbls off the coast of Principe, and the construction of refineries, MEND leadership sought to curb American exploitation of native AFRICANs, on AFRICAN land. That's where the plan came in. It was simple. Principe was a small island of approximately 7000 people, 2000 of which were foreigners working at any of the various oil platforms. Mend was known to have a formidable navy: On June 20, 2008, MEND naval forces attacked the Shell-operated Bonga oil platform, shutting down 10% of Nigeria's oil production in one fell swoop. The oil platform, Shell's flagship project in the area capable of extracting a massive 200,000 barrels of oil a day, was widely assumed to be outside the reach of the militants due to its location 120km off-shore. This attack has demonstrated a level of prowess and sophistication never before seen by the rebels and it is now known that all of Nigeria's oil platforms are within range of MEND attack. This was their trump card. In cooperation with Modern MASSOB, OPC, OLM, and the RCN, among others, MENDP would stage a coup on Principe. They would remove the non-Africans, and negotiate a new deal with a now sympathetic OPEC, since Nigeria had decided to become uncooperative, and Algeria, Angola, and the other petroleum producing African nations were following suit. MEND gunboats would swarm the oil platforms around Principe, and cut off the Supermajor's blood in the region. An army of over a thousand guerillas, from all over the region, prepared to take what was rightfully their's back from the American pigs. Now it was only a matter of time... --- Actions: 1. A brief introduction to MEND, and the situation in the Gulf of Guinea and the Niger Delta. From iain at iain-waddell.co.uk Wed Aug 6 08:50:36 2008 From: iain at iain-waddell.co.uk (Iain) Date: Wed, 6 Aug 2008 13:50:36 +0100 Subject: [War] Spain: Spaniard on Tour Part I Message-ID: "Spaniard on Tour Part I" 20th July, 2014 PM Elena Garcia Rodriguez Spain OOC: Just to avoid confusion we've agreed that the Spanish President of the Government should be translated to Prime Minister :D IC: ========================= "And what did the King say when you discussed this with him?" The Deputy Prime Minister was concerned about the ambitious plans of his superior, He knew there had been talk of the resurrection of Spanish International Diplomacy since Rodriguez had come to power but was it her place to personally undertake this rebirth? "His Majesty believes that Spanish pride needs to be given a boost. This country has been quiet for too long and faith in her position worldwide is at an all time low. However, he is keen that the head of his government does not place herself in danger and should tread carefully in these unpredictable times." "Elena," The younger man stood and paced before her desk, he already knew that the next suggestion was redundant but it was his place to make it. "That is exactly my point, why most you take yourself into a war torn region when you have Foreign Ministers, Defence Ministers and even myself more than willing to go as your representative?" Elena smiled a little and shook her head. She had chosen a very sensible Deputy despite what people might think about his 'token' status in her Cabinet. However, she was determined to do this her own way. Spain needed a strong face out there, particularly with recent public comments from herself and her government making them fewer friends than they already had. It was time to make some new friends, and become reacquainted with the old ones. She had heard all the objections she could, or would, bear about her safety, about being seen to take sides on a question of religion, morals or ethics, about being viewed as wanting a share in the oil fields of Azerbaijan or even of being seen as a weak woman from a weak country seeking support. Well she was first a diplomat, then a Spaniard and only then a Prime Minister. This was her duty, this was why she was here now, and no-one could stop Elena Garcia Rodriguez when she had her mind so set. "Tristan, as good as I think you would look in military fatigues," She let out a little sniff of humour at the thought. "This is one I have to do myself. You can hold the fort here until my return and I assure you I WILL return. For a start, who would want to kidnap a Spaniard?" Tristan felt that last question was too loaded to even think about. ---- "Ladies and gentlemen," Prime Minister Rodriguez brushed a lock of dark hair behind her left ear as she stood behind the bank of microphones. "I have gathered you here to make a few announcements. Firstly, I am happy to share intelligence that the NATO forces in Azerbaijan appear to have the Iranian Army in retreat and I would like to personally thank all of the good men and women of Spain, and indeed of other participating nations, for their effort and dedication during this crisis. "This brings me to my first announcement. I have discussed this matter at length and it has been decided that I shall visit Baku and the Azerbaijani government regarding any further support that we could possible lend. I will, of course, be pleased to visit some of our troops while I am out there and give them my personal messages of support and thanks for their work. "This visit will mark a new beginning for Spain in International Politics. It has been some time since a senior government official from this country, let alone the President, has went out and met her counterparts. It is my intention to do just that, and I shall be talking with world leaders in the coming months with a view to meeting them personally to discuss issues that are common to Spain and her allies." The Prime Minister paused for a moment and glanced to her left and was reassured by the nod from her PA. So she continued to address the gathered members of the national press. "I must also stress, that whilst Iran has issued statements that the NATO forces are driving their troops from Azerbaijan to stem the growth of Islam and restrict its practice, the Spanish government is committed to the liberty of any person to practice any belief providing it does not impinge on the rights of others. The Iranian invasion not only impinged on the rights of Azerbaijani people to exercise their rights but also made an attempt to gain control of her wealth. These are the reasons that Spain pledged support and troops to this operation and there were no religious motives. "Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for your time. Any questions can be directed to the Presidential press office." Among the usual flurry of calling her name, reporters standing and half-shouted questions, Elena Rodriguez turned and stepped down from the podium. The secret servicemen that met her as she left the room only rolled their eyes at her PA. They knew the boss was not going to be happy about the Azerbaijan visit, particularly to active troops. Hopefully they would be able to avoid him for a couple of days. "Maria, I want someone from the Baku government on my phone when I get to my office and I suppose you better send for the Head of the Secret Service. We're getting this ball rolling ASAP." Elena smiled as her PA ran off to carry out her instructions. She was going out to be a diplomat for her country once again, whether her security advisors liked it or not. ========================= Actions: 1) PM to visit Baku and meet government officials and discuss current situation and any addition support required 2) PM to visit troops fighting in Azerbaijan and give messages of thanks and support 3) Madrid to issue intention of PM to visit all major friendly nations (i.e. get back to me you guys ;-)) 4) Say hello to Elena Garcia Rodriguez :P From dylandv at gmail.com Thu Aug 7 02:05:05 2008 From: dylandv at gmail.com (Dylan de Valk) Date: Wed, 6 Aug 2008 23:05:05 -0700 Subject: [War] [WAR] Canada: "Those damn Refineries" Message-ID: <763946e70808062305m24b40fd8kfa5b78a049548428@mail.gmail.com> Those dam Refineries July. 19/2014 PM James McColl Canada --------------- Luckily enough for the government, they had been anticipating the complaints from the oil industry about the refinery costs. Although it was a pain in the arse, the government was willing to help with the refinery retooling. An announcement was to be made on July.20th, tomorrow, about that. McColl and Finance Minister van der Werden would brief the press on the plan, which included $5 billion in cold hard cash to help corporations with the costs. Other arrangements would include financial incentives and a tax cut for 3 years to the oil companies burdened with the costs. As they say, you could almost build a new refinery for the cost of retooling an existing one. Coupled with provincial help, this would be more than enough. There were also arrangements being made with the different corporations so that out of the group, no more than a quarter at any given time would be being worked on. The government WANTED this scheme to work, and they were willing to do what was needed. Because retooling the refineries would cause a fuel shortage, stockpiling of the various fuels produced would begin immediately to ease any pains and keep prices stable. The work on the refineries would begin when the pipeline project was around half done. The pipeline itself would take some time, and work would start in the early spring, March, and was scheduled for completion by the late summer, early September. That meant there was more than a year to stockpile fuels, more than enough time. Once everything was back in order, Canada would be nearly self-sufficient in the petroleum products department. ---------------- Actions: 1] outline details to help out oil companies with the costs of the two projects, retooling eastern Canadian refineries, and repairing the old pipeline to the east. 2] some nation building 3] trying to make business people happy -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... 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McColl trailed off. Marchand again. "We have drafted plans already for you to peruse at your leisure. There is one other issue. In recent years, our powers for surveillance have been restricted by the courts..." she finished. "Right. Well, I'll look at your proposal. If I like it, it will be presented to Parliament. In regards to the courts, there is nothing I can do to directly influence them. But I can setup a commission to look into the problems you say CSIS faces. They can then submit their report, both to the courts and Parliament. We'll see what happens." The meeting wrapped up with the usual pleasantries. Several hours later, McColl was engrossed in the report. All sorts of things he had never known about were in there, and it turned out to be quite educational. Marchand wanted more power for CSIS, especially in the surveillance and security intelligence areas. She stated that Canada could no longer afford to rely on allies for the collection of intelligence. Even though there was an agreement, signed way back, that stated all information collected by Britain, Canada, America, Australia, and NZ was to be shared. And indeed, it still was. But in the new world that had developed since the fall of the Iron Curtain and then 9/11, you'd have to be a fool not to have your own spies abroad. --------- Actions: 1] look into creating a new spy agency -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: http://esteroic.com/pipermail/war_esteroic.com/attachments/20080809/92c84a35/attachment.html From pbuck11 at aol.com Sun Aug 10 01:14:26 2008 From: pbuck11 at aol.com (Patrick B) Date: Sat, 09 Aug 2008 23:14:26 -0600 Subject: [War] Last call Message-ID: <489E7932.9030604@aol.com> "Last Call" Okay, folks. Last call for posts is tonight (sunday night) Central Daylight Time. If nothing's in the boxes on Monday (tomorrow) morning, we get to work on the WR. From martellian at hotmail.com Sun Aug 10 13:25:36 2008 From: martellian at hotmail.com (Ian Martell) Date: Sun, 10 Aug 2008 10:25:36 -0700 Subject: [War] Japan: "Cable to Australia" Message-ID: "Cable to Australia" Prime Minister Shunichi Sato Japan July 30 2014 To: Prime Minister Jack Decker, Commonwealth of Australia From: Prime Minister Shunichi Sato, Japan Mr. Prime Minister, Firstly let me once again offer my sympathies for the lives lost in the Sydney Bombings, hopefully our successes in Azerbaijan will continue and it will not be long before justice is served. However, while Caspian Sword occupies a great deal of our attention, I think we must not forget the problems that are closer to home. I speak of the radical Islam that exists in Southeast Asia. While it would be na?ve to believe that these forces could overthrow the existing democratic governments in this region, they do pose a threat to the overall economic stability of the region and pose a threat to our own nations' security in light of our involvement in operations like Caspian Sword. Here are some facts to consider: - During the last decade fully one-fifth of Al Qaeda's personnel were based in Asia. - After the death of Osama Bin Laden these fighters were absorbed into local groups like Jemaah Islamiah and Abu Sayyaf. - The majority of these fighters gained experience in Afghanistan and Iraq and have been passing their skills on new recruits. These facts paint a dark picture for Southeast Asian stability and in particular for our interests in this region, as we provide a likely target to strike out against as major democratic US allies. As such, this is what I propose: - Diplomatic pressure on governments in this region to step up enforcement, and providing these governments with the funds, technology and training to be equal to the task. - Australian participation in the Anti-Piracy task force which Japan has established to provide safe passage for ships passing through the Straights of Malacca and the surrounding areas. - Creation of a regional anti-narcotics task force, aimed at slowing the flow of drugs out of this region, the funds from which contribute to terror. Including looking at alternative methods of resolving this issue, including buying the raw crops directly from the growers for destruction. - An economic aid package aimed to help develop the countries in question which will reduce the appeal of radical Islam by providing opportunities and education. It is my feeling and that of my government that if our two countries can work together in taking these first steps we can greatly reduce the impact of this problem in the coming years and ensure the stability of the region and make certain our interests and citizens remain safe. I hope you will consider it, if you find it acceptable, I suggest summit meeting between our top people and ourselves might be in order. Sincerely, Shunichi Sato Prime Minister of Japan. From martellian at hotmail.com Sun Aug 10 15:09:30 2008 From: martellian at hotmail.com (Ian Martell) Date: Sun, 10 Aug 2008 12:09:30 -0700 Subject: [War] Japan: "Yasukuni" Message-ID: "Yasukuni" Prime Minister Shunichi Sato Japan July 29th 2014 Sato was really in no mood for the press when he made his way back towards his car parked on the tarmac of Izuma air base after watching the ceremonies that saw the bodies of Japan's three latest war dead welcomed home will full honours. Still, he had agreed to set up today's defense ministry press conference. So he made his way over to the baying pack of reporters that security held a respectful distance from the ceremonies so the families could grieve without it appearing in the morning paper. "I will take three questions," Sato announced brusquely and nodded to Akira his new personal assistant after Akemi had gone home after the Korean affair. Akira pointed to Sachi Naito from NHK, a pretty young reporter that Sato wondered if Akira was involved with, she always got picked first. "Mr. Prime Minister," she said. "Is the press conference today about the government's decision on Yasukuni?" Sato smiled a little. "Yes, next question." The reporters chuckled slightly and Akira flushed, and then pointed to one of the Prime Minister's favorites, Ken Amano from the Yomuri Shinbun, an old timer who had followed the PM's career closely. "Mr. Prime Minister, what has the government decided on Yasukuni?" Sato smiled and blinked innocently. "Oh, is that what Ms. Naito meant?" he gave her conciliatory look. "We have consulted with the priests at Yasukuni, and with the Imperial household, and we have found it would be inappropriate to add the dead of the Azerbaijan campaign to the roll of divinities at Yasukuni." "If I might ask a follow up?" Amano prodded lightly. Sato put on a look of being put upon and smiled. "Alright, one," he said. "Why is it inappropriate?" "The Symbolic Registry of Divinities at Yasukuni is for those who died in the service of the Emperor. The men." "And woman," Sachi chimed in. The reporters laughed and Sato laughed along with them. "Yes, and woman in service of Japan today, such as the three men we honoured today, fight in the service of the Japanese people. As such the Ministry of Defense will be announcing the government's plans to donate 1.1 billion yen (10 million USD) to expand Yasukuni's grounds and build a new shrine to honour the spirits of those who have fallen in the service of the Japanese people." Amano nodded and Akira turned to his competition from the Daily Yomuri, Ryu Oe. "Does that mean Yasukuni will be a publicly funded facility again?" Sato shook his head. "We will be contributing a small amount to help with the maintenance of the new shrine as a national landmark; however, the shrine will remain a private religious institution, in keeping with the constitution's division of religious and state matters." "Can I get a follow up?" Oe asked. "Sure, just be at the Defense Ministry at three today," Sato joked. "Thank you all." With that Sato left for the sanctuary of his car. Actions: 1> Donate 10 million USD to Yasukuni shrine to expand the grounds and build a new shrine to honour the war dead of JSDF. 2> The new shrine will be for those men and women, military or civilian who have died in an active military theatre in the service of the people of Japan. From michael.michaeldowney at gmail.com Sun Aug 10 17:23:03 2008 From: michael.michaeldowney at gmail.com (Michael Downey) Date: Sun, 10 Aug 2008 18:53:03 -0230 Subject: [War] Russia: "Be All Our Sins Remembered" Message-ID: <6b6ab8a70808101423s382b31ear979272cec29d7bd8@mail.gmail.com> "Be All Our Sins Remembered" President Leonid Nemerenko Russian Federation 29 July 2014 -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- People died. That was a fact of life. As all things begin all things must end. Even the sun would someday grow cold and dark. President Nemerenko accepted these facts long ago. He had seen men die before and suffered the loss of both friends and relatives who had gone before their times. Yet while one could come to accept death, one could not easily become accustomed to death. Unless of course you were a sociopath. "To be honest I didn't even like Yoselev that much," Nemerenko admitted to Prime Minister Tretiak. "He was stubborn, paranoid, grim and heartless." "He was also immensely capable, loyal, honest and a strong proponent of reform within the armed forces," offered Tretiak from the bar in the President's office where he was pouring to glasses of vodka. "He was a chief architect of the Initiative 18 Plan and was almost solely responsible for trimming the corrupt and incompetent leftovers from Putin's time out of the officer corps." "Well I suppose there's that," admitted Nemerenko as he accepted a glass of vodka from Tretiak. "His loss will be felt by the Cabinet. Fucking Iranians. I hope the ?mericans and Chinese kill ever last one of those animals." Nemerenko and Tretiak clicked their glasses and had a drink. For as much of a SOB as he'd been, Yoselev was a man who got things done and that was the most important quality in a civil servant. "The FSO is my protection as well as the protection on all Cabinet ministers," the President commented. "The Chechens that killed Yoselev may have only been able to do what they did with Iran's backing and instigation but that does not mean they won't do the same thing again." "Why?" asked Tretiak with a puzzled expression. "The Georgians won't let us send troops through their territory to fight and it will be at least a week before we can properly organize a force that can pass through the mountains of Southern Dagestan to hit them directly from out own territory. Why waste time and resources coming after us when they are being butchered by the Americans and their allies down in Azerbaijan?" "The FSO can do what the FSO wants," shrugged Nemerenko. "And besides comrade, never underestimate the insanity of a fanatic. Religion poisons the mind and by its very nature drives men to do irrational things." Nearly seven decades of Soviet rule had left a large legacy of secularism among the Russians. To an atheist like Nemerenko who despised religion, Islam or otherwise, it was perhaps on of Stalin's more redeeming projects. "Even if the Iranians and their Chechen lapdogs are out of the picture, that a man as important as Yoselev was killed could attract others to try the same thing. We have many enemies." Another stiff drink of vodka. "We must soon pick and new Defence Minister, Comrade President." "Rezakaev," said Nemerenko. General of the Armies Amir Rezakaev was the Kazakh-born Chairman of the General Staff and another highly capable man held in high regard by the Kremlin. "He too has had a large hand in reforming the military and he is one of our most veteran field officers. It's almost a shame to take him out of uniform but he's the best choice and almost worshiped by the troops. What do you think?" "A good choice," nodded the PM. Now to the harder question. "Where dose this put us with Chechnya?" Nemerenko sighed and kicked his feet up onto his desk. Chechnya. That terrible mark in Russia's history. The rebellious province had been quite for almost ten years now with just the occasional outbreak of isolated violence. Grozny and much of the North had been, somewhat, rebuilt. The south still bore many of the scars from the brutal First and Second Chechen Wars and remained a hotbed for rebels and other dissidents. It had been a mistake to think sleeping dogs would lie quite. Much could be blamed on Iran's treachery and meddling but they had only fanned flames that had been smoldering for years. "Something does need to be done about Chechnya but I want to avoid bloodshed. For the moment this seems like and isolated group of puppets to the Persians and restraint on our part seems the most prudent course of action." Restrain. They'd shown no restrain in either one of the wars. That was the nature of Russia as an enemy; brutal and ruthless. The thing of it was that the Chechens *were* Russians, or that's what the official line from Moscow was. That was the whole justification for the carnage. "We're going to accelerate our plans to rebuild Chechnya, both physically and socially. I'm going to ask the Assembly for a lump sum of a hundred billion rubles to invest into reconstruction. Much of it would be aimed to rebuild infastructure such as roads, power, water and sewage. Not to mention after the success we've had with police reform over the past two years I want to introduce similar steps in Chechnya. A metropolitan police force for Grozny and a provincial gendarme for the rest." "What of the 'social' reconstruction?" inquired Tretiak. Nemerenko pulled his feet of his desk and sat up straight, his demeanor much more serious and intense. "Oleg, for years we've tried violence, fear and intimidation, all with very limited success. True, we were so brutal during the wars that even the zeal of the rebels was largely broken but there is too much bad blood on both sides for us to just use more violence to get the job done. There's been too much killing." "Leonid?" asked Tretiak. He didn't understand what the President meant. "I'm going to issue a blanket amnesty. Everyone, Russian and Chechen alike, who fought in the wars and committed some of the terrible things men do to each other in wars would have full amnesty. That included rebels who are still resisting in Chechnya now. No trials, no invasion, no killing. I would have the Assembly form a commission for truth and reconciliation, not unlike the system created by Mandela after the fall of apartheid in South Africa. We need to face our demons, not bury them with the corpses of the innocent." "Such a proposal would be very hard to push through the Assembly," said the PM. "Many still feel a considerable amount of animosity towards the Chechens." Tretiak himself had lost his own son in the Second Chechen War. Not that the Prime Minister didn't agree with Nemerenko, he did, but he also understood how many people would react. "Then I am fortunate to have a skilled and capable prime minister," noted Nemerenko with a grin. Tretiak returned the smile and they had another drink. --- Actions: 1) General Amir Rezakaev, Chairman of the General Staff, will be made the new Minister of Defence 2) Ask the Assembly for a lump sum of 121 billion rubles (USD 6 billion) for accelerated reconstruction in Chechnya. Focus on infastructure such as roads, power, water and sewage. 3) Begin police reform in Chechya like that already being carried out throughout Russia. Create a metropolitan police force for Grozny as well as a provincial gendarme for the rest of Chechnya 4) President Nemerenko hereby issues a blanket amnesty for all participatns in the First and Second Chechen Wars, both Russian federal forces and Chechen rebels, which includes any rebels still resisting in Chechnya (through not terrorists operating elsewhere). 5) Create a commission for truth and reconciliation to deal with crimes committed on both sides during the Chechen Wars. From michael.michaeldowney at gmail.com Sun Aug 10 22:04:43 2008 From: michael.michaeldowney at gmail.com (Michael Downey) Date: Sun, 10 Aug 2008 23:34:43 -0230 Subject: [War] Russia: "Courtside View" Message-ID: <6b6ab8a70808101904v282a2980v225dc9646a183e0b@mail.gmail.com> "Courtside View" President Leonid Nemerenko Russian Federation 29 July 2014 -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- >From an early age Leonid Nemerenko had visited and lived in many places both in Russia and abroad. Moscow, Saint Petersburg, London, Tokyo, even Grozny for one unpleasant winter. But for him the city of Novorossiysk and the surrounding countryside of Abrau-Dysurso was his true home. This dacha, one a vineyard to tsarist nobles until Lenin sent them to the gulags, had fallen into the hands of his father and had been where Leonid grew. Nemerenko had never particularly liked his father during his childhood but the grounds of the vineyard dacha on the shores of Lake Abrau contained perhaps the happiest memories from his youth. When Nikolai Nemerenko has passed away just a few months after the fall of the Soviet Union, an event the old man had secretly predicted to his son on numerous occasions, the dacha had come into the possession of Leonid Nikolayevich. "We are like a worker trying to put a cog in a pattern that doesn't function," Nikolai had once whispered to Nemerenko on a warm spring evening of the 1980's. "We know the cog will not fit, we know the machine will break because of it, yet we do it anyway. Always be mindful of outcomes and objectives and don't let yourself be held down by a singular viewpoint or methodology. This is why the capitalists will triumph and we will fail." That ideal of pragmatism and efficiency had made Nikolai Nemerenko one of the KGB's deputy chairmen and head of the state security agency's Fifth Chief Directorate. Conversely, it also prevented the old man from becoming the KGB's First Chairman; competent enough to lead a directorate but *too* competent to lead the KGB itself. No wonder Nemerenko's father had always been so bitter and sullen. An added irony was that the Fifth Chief Directorate was responsible for combating internal dissent within the Soviet Union, monitoring artists, intellectuals and academics and censoring the media. Knowing the end was coming and making sure no one else knew besides you. And your son. 'You were a brilliant man father, but your own cold heart meant I could never love you like a son should,' thought Nemerenko as he walked down a hallway within the dacha. Leonid appreciated Nikolai's sharp mind and the lessons he had learned from his father. But too many times had Nemerenko felt the back of Nikolai's hand across his face until one day he returned the favor. How would Nikolai react if he knew his son would one day lead this country? "Comrade President," came a gravely voice that still contained a measure of irreverent mirth. The President snapped back to realty as he saw General Amir Rezakaev standing outside the mahogany double doors of the briefing room that served as Nemerenko's situation room while staying at his dacha. "Is this where you stayed while the Olympics were going on in Sochi?" "I only had time to attend the first few days just to make an appearance and then back to Moscow for real business I'm afraid," sighed Nemerenko. "But Yuriko wanted a break for the children and she insisted that we spend at least a week here." He glanced at Rezakaev's crisp olive clothing. "Still wearing a general's uniform I see?" "Technically I still *am* an general," chuckled Rezakaev. "My officer's commission does not officially end until tomorrow. I've worn the uniform of a soldier since I was eighteen and I intend to wear it until I can no longer." Was that a hint of regret in Rezakaev's voice? Understandable. You spend your whole life being one thing and then become something else, it was hard to let go. In a way that was the whole story of the Federation. Anyone who wanted the Soviet Union back had no brain, but anyone who did not miss it had no heart. "You were our first choice for Defence Minister, Amir," said Nemerenko reassuringly. "The whole Cabinet agreed on your appointment. I can think of no other man for the job." "Thank you Comrade President," replied Rezakaev. "Shall we proceed with the meeting?" "Of course." The two FSO sentries pushed the double doors open and Nemerenko stepped inside with General Rezakaev following close behind. The gathered members of the Security Council all went to stand but Nemerenko motioned for them to keep their seats and sat in his own plush leather chair at the head of the table. "Alright, can I please have an update on the situation?" "It is as we expected," began Rezakaev. He pressed a few buttons on a keypad built discreetly into the table and the large LCD monitor of the far wall displayed a topographical map of the South Caucasus, focused on Azerbaijan. "The US and allied NATO forces have completely revered the gains made by the Iranians into Azerbaijan and have thrown the them into a full retreat. Numerous regimental-sized formation have either surrendered or been outright obliterated." The General hit another key and the screen switched to a map of Iran, focused along the Iran-Pakistan border. "One war's other front, the Chinese have inflicted significant casualties on the Iranians. While the PLA has not mounted a major offensive into Iran, their special forces have caused significant damage to the Iranian military on their own home territory." "What about our situation?" asked Nemerenko. "Our forces, in conjunction with the EU and Japanese peacekeepers we are working with, have managed to restore order in Abkhazia and South Ossetia," answered Rezakaev. "Chechnya is... slightly better than it was. The 136th Separate Motor Rifle Brigade managed to restore order in Grozny after about three days of moderate to heavy fighting with sporadic violence occuring in the South. The GRU beleives that the Chechen rebels were only able to mount this outbreak of violence thanks to aid and intelligence provided by the Iranians. With the NATO blitzkrieg in Azerbaijan, that aid had all but ceased. We expect the security status quo before the insurgency to be restored by the end of the weak." "And our response to Iran's invasion?" "So far little." This time it was Irena Denemetov, Minister of Foreign Affairs, that answered. "Georgia has refused to allow us to move troops through their territory to attack the Iranians. Because of this our only option is to attack from our own territory in southern Dagestan." "Which is one of the most mountanous and physically treacherous regions in the Caucasus," added in Rezakaev. "By the time we are able to move any significant formations through Dagestan into Azerbaijan, we predict the total defeat of any lingering Iranian resistance by NATO." "We've been completely sidelined," muttered Nemerenko. While Azerbaijan was a sovereign nation and not part of Russia for nearly a quarter of a century, having a war go on in your own backyard and not being able to go crack the skulls of the invaders while your former nemesis does all the work was, well, just a tad bit embarrassing. "I think it would be bad PR for us to say negative about NATO's operation against the Iranians," warned the Foreign Minister. "Our misgivings can be voiced privately. Publicly we should congratulate Washington on a job well done." "Indeed," agreed Nemerenko, standing. He'd speak with William privately at a later date. "Rezakaev, see to it that the GRU provides the Pentagon with all relevant information we have about Iranian operations and military strength." --- Actions: 1) Outline what Russia has been doing while everyone else is mixing it up with Iran. 2) While not pleased about being shut out of the action, publicly Russia will stand behind the American-led offensive in Azerbaijan 3) The GRU will give any relevant information that it has about the Iranains to the Pentagon. From dantheman2210 at yahoo.com.au Sun Aug 10 23:52:05 2008 From: dantheman2210 at yahoo.com.au (Daniel Sanderson) Date: Sun, 10 Aug 2008 20:52:05 -0700 (PDT) Subject: [War] Australia: A Message From Japan In-Reply-To: Message-ID: <848143.92773.qm@web39107.mail.mud.yahoo.com> ?A Message From Japan? Prime Minister Jack Decker Australia July 30 2014 Decker was sitting in his office, feet up on his desk, chair tilted back, watching the midday news as he ate his lunch, a toasted chicken, sundried tomato and pesto focaccia. He loved them, it made lunch a bit more exciting, while remaining a bit healthy. The ABC news was showing the footage from yesterday as the first Australian F-35 touched down at RAAF Amberley, in Queensland, where they?d make up Number One Squadron, the squadron that had previously flown the aging F-111s. Decker had been there, and seen a presentation of the F-35s capabilities. His intercom buzzed, but the PM was too comfortable in his current position, so he just yelled out. ?What is it?!? His office door opened, and Carol, the guardian of his door, stuck her head in. ?There?s an intercom.? ?I?m comfortable where I am.? ?And covered in crumbs I?d imagine. Lucas is out here with the Minister for Foreign Affairs.? ?Send ?em in.? Decker said, taking another bite of his lunch. ?What?s up?? He asked as Lucas and Joanna Griffin entered. ?There was a direct message for you, from the PM in Japan.? ?Direct as in you saw it, showed Joanna and some DFAT people, and THEN came and spoke to me?? Decker asked with a laugh, picking up the remote for the TV and turning it off. ?What does Mr. Sato have to say today?? ?He wants to remind us to keep our eye on the region as well as Azerbaijan.? Lucas said, handing over the cable. ?Radical Islam?? Decker said with a raised eyebrow. The PM was a Middle East fan, but not a fan of broad brushstrokes when it came to terrorism. Despite that, his counterpart in Japan was right. Australia?s nearest neighbour was another Petri dish for terrorism, and the Philippines wasn?t much better. ?I like the sound of these Anti-Piracy and Anti-Narcotics task forces.? Joanna pointed out. ?Bit of regional cooperation never goes astray.? Lucas said with a nod. ?What?s the thinking at DFAT?? Decker asked Joanna. ?They agree with the Japanese. A summit.? Lucas snickered. ?That?s their solution for everything.? ?Go easy on my former co-workers.? Decker warned. ?They need to take it easy. I want to see what happens if I walk in there and suggest something more extreme then a summit, half of them would go into cardiac arrest.? ?This is why not many people in PM&C like you.? Decker pointed out to his Chief of Staff. ?When you two are quite done giving each other metaphorical wedgies?? Joanna said, sitting down. ?Japan.? ?Summit would work.? Decker said with a nod. ?Either bilateral or multilateral. Invite the leaders from Japan, Vietnam, Laos, Thailand, Malaysia, Singapore, Indonesia, Philippines, New Zealand. Discuss regional issues of security, piracy, counter-terrorism, narcotics, all that. See who shows up. Draft a cable to Japan, see what they say to that.? -- TO: Prime Minister Shunichi Sato FROM: Prime Minister Jack Decker Mr. Prime Minister, Your idea sounds good to me. Australia has already been trying to work on some of those issues with the Indonesian government. However, as usual, domestic politics can make some of these efforts only ceremonial at best, especially in regards to Indonesia. The summit sounds like an excellent idea. I was thinking, if you were interested, even a multi-lateral summit with several Asia-Pacific leaders. For example, working alongside the Vietnamese, Laotian and Thai governments would be a must on the drug issue, though I left Burma off the list as they probably wouldn?t be responsive to such a summit, especially one that could have consequences for their nation domestically. I look forward to hearing your views on a multi-lateral summit. Your friend Prime Minister Jack Decker **ACTIONS TAKEN** 1. Australia?s new toys (F-35s) arrive. 2. A discussion on the proposals sent down from Japan 3. A favourable reply sent to Japan. Win a MacBook Air or iPod touch with Yahoo!7. http://au.docs.yahoo.com/homepageset From martellian at hotmail.com Mon Aug 11 04:04:00 2008 From: martellian at hotmail.com (Ian Martell) Date: Mon, 11 Aug 2008 01:04:00 -0700 Subject: [War] Japan: "A Reply from Japan" Message-ID: "A Reply from Japan" Prime Minister Shunichi Sato Japan July 31 2014 ---- "Morning Shunichi," Minister Jonouchi said with a smile and polite nod as he entered the Prime Minister's office. The familiar address and the slightly more confident gait the short bookish minister now used came with his new title, that of deputy Prime Minister. Sato had finally dislodged the cantankerous old Minister of Finance from the post, and in what many pundits agreed was a shrewd political move appointed Jonouchi in his place. 'Because where Jonouchi goes, so too does his faction' Sato had thought when he had made the decision. And Sato needed Jonouchi's faction, it the second in size to his own, and with his support, Sato had a iron grip on the party. A necessary first step in securing the support for his plans for Article 9. However that wasn't the matter of discussion. "So, the Australians have given us an answer?" asked Sato as the new Deputy Prime Minister took a seat. "Yes," he replied adjusting his glasses and producing a copy for the Prime Minister. "They've called for a multi-lateral summit, well, suggested it anyhow." Sato read over the reply. "Rushing things a bit, I suppose, but then that's the West for you," he said putting the memo down on his desk. "What do you think?" "I think we could do it," Jonouchi replied. "It is faster than we had planned to move, but it is in the right direction." "Agreed. However I would like to coordinate with the Australians before hand, perhaps a phone call between myself and Prime Minister Decker." The plan all along had been to coordinate the Japanese and Australian efforts in order provide a united front, and ensure that the summit was successful with no break downs between the two principle nations. However he supposed a call could see that done just as well as a visit Down Under, though he was sure there would be some disappointed staffers. Sato had only left the country twice since coming into office and both times were to Russia. "We can set up a call," Jonouchi assured him. "Good, as for this summit." "Our original plans called for either here or Canberra for the full summit between the participating nations." Security would doubtlessly be a factor there. It would be nice to have done the thing in the heart of Southeast Asia, however since the people they were trying to stop had their homes and bases there as well, it would be impractical. "We'll offer to host, Nagano would be ideal, somewhere secluded, tolerable in the summer, and has the facilities for a world class summit." "We'll see if that will be workable. Attendees?" "The usual suspects," Sato said and picked up the letter again. "And suggest we invite Burma, if they refuse they can't complain we didn't give them the chance." "Agreed. Should we wire our requests for input to the Philippines and Thailand?" he asked. "Yes, just as we planned," he said. "Once they're in line, pretty much everyone else will have to show up or be on the sidelines." "I'll see it done." --- TO: Prime Minister Jack Decker FROM: Prime Minister Shunichi Sato Mr. Prime Minister, I agree a multi-lateral summit would be beneficial, however in the interest of presenting a united front, perhaps we can communicate by phone before hand. It would be beneficial as the principles to avoid disagreement which might allow the reluctant room to manoeuvre. As for the time and place, I suggest late August, in Nagano, normally a intolerable time of year in this country, but Nagano can be quite pleasant. This is our suggested list of attendees: Philippines, Malaysia, Indonesia, Thailand, Singapore, Laos, Vietnam and Burma. I suggest adding Burma to the list only because we expect them to refuse and it exonerates us from trying to exclude them. I look forward to your thoughts. Yours in friendship, Shunichi Sato Prime Minister of Japan Actions: 1> Present a little bit of the internal politics. 2> Reply to the Australian request for the summit to be multi-lateral, and suggest Nagano as a site. From john.penta at gmail.com Mon Aug 11 13:54:35 2008 From: john.penta at gmail.com (John Penta) Date: Mon, 11 Aug 2008 13:54:35 -0400 Subject: [War] US/PRC: Meeting of the Poles, Part 2 Message-ID: "Meeting of the Poles" Part Two President Xia Hong The People's Republic of China President John Williams The United States of America August 1, 2014 ======================================== "Yes. Let them go already. We'll swap back some of your people that are being held at Leavenworth in exchange." "You know I can not do that." Xia stated flatly. "You aren't holding any of our 'people' as you say, to my knowledge. Even if you 'were' however, the fact remains they were not providing material support, training, equipment, and even participating in, the murdering of American citizens. The two agents we have in custody can not say the same." She removed a colored photograph, a Xinhua archive photo of the three-dozen Chinese soldiers killed in the largest insurgent attack and prosecuted with American support. "Less you forget, mister President, that 'is' your handy work. I wonder what your comrades you lost in Iraq to Iranian and Syrian supported groups using identical tactics would think of you for employing the same strategies the American government decries as barbaric and cruel. Were they simple spies conducting a routine espionage mission I would absolutely trade... they're not. It's an issue best to drop." "For now, I will accede to that." Williams replied, his voice even - the comparison to the Iranians was a low blow. But nonetheless, he suppressed the passing desire to snap Hong's neck with his bare hands. Better than he could have managed a few months back, he realized. "Moving on." Xia nodded as she looked down at the itinerary and took a sip of her glass. If she caught any inflection of anger in his voice, or was self-satisfied with the comment, it sure didn't show. Instead she took her time to allow everyone to get on the same page. "Naturally Taiwan is a critical concern of my government. Your offer to sell advanced weaponry, whether made for political purposes or of genuine concern, threatens to further destabilize the Far East, Mister President. I would very much like the United States to be a partner in an open, stable, peaceful Pacific rim... I fear that this policy, acted upon or not, would virtually guarantee China's inability to actively work with the United States." "You realize, of course, that legislation binds my hands on the issue - and to be frank, I think it would be better if any movement on the matter occurred once it becomes a burning issue - The Taiwanese haven't even requested any sales approvals yet." Williams replied smoothly. "I think we could reconsider the matter of approvals...but if they aren't even taking up current offers, it's sort of a dead issue as a practical matter, and probably better thus to let sleeping dogs lie. We do, however, intend to hold to the status quo where possible." With that, the conversation turned to...easier topics, like product safety, alternative fuels research, and environmental matters. But it could not be said to be more than a mediocre success. --- Actions: 1. US agents discussed - no movement occurs; 2. Taiwan discussed - issue held in abeyance until Taiwan actually asks for something. 3. Progress made on product safety - a joint commission will meet to work out mutually acceptable technical improvements. 4. Progress made on alternative fuels research - aides will look to see where joint research could be productive. From michael.michaeldowney at gmail.com Mon Aug 11 13:56:12 2008 From: michael.michaeldowney at gmail.com (Michael Downey) Date: Mon, 11 Aug 2008 15:26:12 -0230 Subject: [War] Russia/USA: "Not a Social Call" Message-ID: <6b6ab8a70808111056q4ffe1c55r145e03a8f171ab56@mail.gmail.com> "Not a Social Call" President Nemerenko, Russian Federation President Williams, United States of America 29 July 2014 -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Nemerenko felt frustrated. Wounded and frustrated. The blood of many Russians had been spilled in the past few weeks and Iran was to blame. Of that there could be no doubt. True, it had been Chechens that had killed many of his countrymen in Chechnya, South Ossetia and right here in Moscow. Defence Minister Yoselev had been among those killed when a car bomb went off next to his motorcade. But the SVR and MVD had both concluded that Chechen rebels, broken and huddled in the South of Chechnya for nearly ten years, had been backed by the Iranians. What made things frustrating was that Russia had been completely shut out of the fighting in Azerbaijan, mostly because of Georgia. Relations with Georgia may have improved somewhat since the Federation had taken steps, in conjunction with the EU, to peacefully resolve the situation between Georgia and its two Russian-backed breakaway provinces of Abkhazia and South Ossetia, but the American-backed government in Tbilisi still did not trust Moscow. Tensions had been simmering ever since the outbreak of violence between Georgia and ethnic Russians in the early 1990s and after the border skirmish that had broken out in 2008, almost spilling into an outright war. Fortunately cooler heads had prevailed. Regardless, Georgia had completely refused to allow Russian troops to move through their territory. That meant the Russian Army would have to trek through the incredibly treacherous and vehicle unfriendly mountains of Southern Dagestan to invade Azerbaijan and mix it up with the Iranians. Just as preparations were nearing completion, the Amerikanskis had stormed in and done to the Iranians what they'd done to the Iraqis backing during Gulf One. Namely kick their sorry Muslims asses into the ground. Also taking into account that the Iranians had been stupid enough to provoke the Chinese, a military force that made the usual ruthlessness and brutality of the Russians seem tame. In a way Nemerenko should have been grateful. His two greatest rivals, though publically they were 'friends,' were doing all the hard work while Russia got to sit back and chew popcorn with the rest of Europe. But Russians blood and been spilled and many in the armed forces and the Assembly were screaming for Iranian blood to be spilled by Russian hands. For the moment they'd have to be satisfied with the news bytes on CNN. So long as the job gets done, thought Nemerenko as the video link to Washington was established. The LCD screen on the laptop on the President's desk pulsed black for a moment before a clear picture of President Williams' face popped into being. "Ivan," said Nemerenko cordially. "It is agreeable to speak with you again." "Leonid Nikolayevich," Williams replied in easy Russian - The damn summit with the Chinese had been frustrating and pretty much a bitter failure from the US point of view, so dealing with someone over the comfortable distance of the video link was a helpful change. "I'd like to say it's good to see you, but it'd be a bit of an understatement. After dealing with our Chinese 'friends', even budget negotiations will be positively *relaxing*." Fortunately, he did have the trip to Europe - half work, half vacation - to look forward to, he reflected. "No doubt," replied Nemerenko. "But this is not acsocial call. Given that the US Army is traipsing around in the South Caucasus and slaughtering Iranians left, right and center I thought it prudent that you and I discuss just what you plan to do once you've mopped up the last remaining pockets of Iranian resistance in Azerbaijan." "We're pondering precisely just that: Whether to stop at the Azeri border, or keep going into Iran.' That was a question Nemerenko pondered as well. The Iranian invasion has seriously destabilized the South Caucasus, not to mention Iran's own grievous crimes against Russia itself through their Chechen puppets. The Iranians were a threat that needed to be neutralized and invasion was certainly one way to do it. The problem was that it would almost certainly be an American invasions. No matter how cordial he and Williams were, the US would never agree to a joint invasion of Iran with Russia. Worse still, with China thrashing the Iranians on a second front through Pakistan, the Chinese might decide to make a grab for oil-soaked Iranian land and provoke a repeat of the German division that started the Cold War. "Certainly the Iranians have been so thoroughly battered that they will be neither willing no capable of ever posing such a threat to any of their neighbors ever again. Is occupation necessary?" "China has Special Forces on the ground arming and equipping Iranian movements for an uprising - I think a Western occupation, light touch, might be preferable to China having even a part of Iran under its sway. Only reason I even allowed them an observer seat on the Allied Control Council for Iran was the hope of leverage in negotiating our guys out of their prison camps, but they wouldn't even accept negotiating on that. Or Taiwan, or much else." Nemerenko found that typical of the Chinese leadership. Just getting them to sign an non-aggression pact, to get them to agree not to go to war with another nuclear power, had been like pulling hen's teeth. He really didn't want anyone, Chinese or American, occupying Iran. But if there was going to be an occupation then he would prefer it to be the United States. For all their arrogance and hypocrisy the Americans did have a genuine belief in democracy. Not to mention that the Chinese occupation of North Korea had been a bloody, violent mess with PLA troops running around murdering Koreans left and right, despite Beijing's efforts to the contrary. Granted the Americans had behaved only *slightly* better in Iraq but perhaps that had taught them a lesson. "What have so far agreed to be part of your Allied Control Council in the event of an occupation?" If this was just a choice between America and China, which many Russians viewed with the same suspicion, it would be difficult for Nemerenko to pick sides. If the Americans were able to put together a broad enough coalition that had some stable democracies on their side it might lend some credibility. "We've extended the invite to every country with troops on the ground, plus the French," Williams replied. "Not as big as Bush's coalition, but I'd hope rather more credible." There was a bleak sort of smile at that. "The idea is a very light-touch sort of occupation. I don't want to bring democracy to Iran - they have that, we just have to declericalize it. And, truthfully, I doubt they'll need much prompting to do -that-; the clerics lost *two* wars, now. And they can always be thrown to the tender mercies of the Chinese if they don't like our ideas, anyway." "It may not be as simple as that," warned Nemerenko. "The Revolutionary Guard must be dealt with if you are going to occupy Iran, and they will not go quietly. Plus there is the Basij militia corps in every major Iranian city. Those are the people that organized human wave attacks during the Iran-Iraq War. A certain amount of blood will need to be shed. I mean more than has already." "I know - we're keeping all that in mind, the question now is *whether* to occupy Iran," Williams explained. "Well it's your men in the field anyway," said Nemerenko. He was not yet prepared to offer Rusian troops to assist in an occupation that may or may not occur, and then there was the issue of whether or not NATO would even accept Russian help. "Is there anything else you wished to discuss?" "Not that I can think of." "Good luck Mr. President," said Nemerenko as he closed the video link. --- Actions: 1) Some discussion between Russia and the United States. -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... 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Don't worry Colt, you're not being left out. The Prairie Rifle Works also had made Canada's .338 Timberwolf sniper rifle for several years now. It had been a very successful weapon and had impressed the government. They wanted some more top quality engineering from this firm again. Once the research was in progress, work on a new factory for the production of the rifle would begin in Winnipeg, where it would be assembled. PRW's best engineers would be paired with the best DND and the military could bring to the table. There would a version of the rifle, done first, for the CF, and another for export later on if there was interest. Some of the features that had been already identified would be: 1] the rifle would use a 7.62mm NATO round. 2] it would use composites with metal where required for high wear and tear areas. 3] a piston action instead of gas 4] bolt sealed from action 5] ambidextrous usage 6] long barrel and shorter stock Many of the features would be borrowed from many different guns, improving on deficiencies sometimes and introducing some new features elsewhere. The name had not been decided upon as yet. ----------------- Actions: 1] bidding process finished, now on to design for the new service rifle for the CF. -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: http://esteroic.com/pipermail/war_esteroic.com/attachments/20080811/5e336e6e/attachment.html From martellian at hotmail.com Tue Aug 12 01:09:46 2008 From: martellian at hotmail.com (Ian Martell) Date: Mon, 11 Aug 2008 22:09:46 -0700 Subject: [War] Japan: "An Ounce of Prevention" Message-ID: "An Once of Prevention" Defense Minister Inukai Japan Aug 2 2014 --- To: Heads of Security of all South East Asian Embassies, Rear Admiral Honjo [Japanese forces in the Straight of Malacca], All Military and Intelligence Attaches, Southeast Asia. From: Minister of Defense Re: Response to upcoming summit. All personnel should be made aware that Japan has formally invited Australia's participation in our plans for Southeast Asia and a plan is in the works for a multi-lateral summit aimed at combating piracy and narcotics in Southeast Asia. This is an indirect attack on two major sources of income in the region for terrorist networks. As such we are requesting all Embassies and military units be put on high alert, throughout the month of August and possibly beyond. If you feel you are insufficiently staffed for this increased level of staff inform your superiors immediately and more personnel will be made available. Avoid local assistance whenever possible. Taro Inukai, Minister of Defense 1> Order higher security measures for embassies in Southeast Asia in response to possible threats from terrorist organizations after the proposed summit becomes public. 2> Reinforce as necessary any embassy or base that requests it. From dylandv at gmail.com Tue Aug 12 03:59:58 2008 From: dylandv at gmail.com (Dylan de Valk) Date: Tue, 12 Aug 2008 00:59:58 -0700 Subject: [War] Canada: "Pwnzor'd" Message-ID: <763946e70808120059p204d1282q19ab617f82afbe84@mail.gmail.com> Pwnzor'd July.28/2014 Master Sergeant Mattieu Montblanc, Somewhere in Azerbaijan Canada ----------------- Even though Iranian forces had crumbled as the NATO tsunami swept into Azerbaijan, there had still been many targets for Canada's elite soldiers; her snipers. Back in 2002 in Afghanistan a Canadian sniper, Rob Furlong, had broken the world record in the longest recorded kill, at 2430 meters with his Tac .50 rifle. Not much had changed since then. The world's deadliest snipers still came out of the sniper school in Gagetown, New Brunswick. 12 years later, another sniper team had taken up position for overwatch near the Iranian border in southern Azerbaijan. They had been ordered to provide cover for a light infantry company who were to clear out some caves and ravines in the mountains. Master Sergeant Mattieu Montblanc, Corporal Graham Busby, and Private Ashley Havers had perched themselves nicely on a perfect little ledge that gave them a view of several kilometres down the valley. They had been camped there for 5 hours now, with no action and sightings to speak of. Busby was getting ancy. "Come on, you stupid fuckers. Show your heads, please..." Busby muttered to himself and he rubbed his hands. Even in summer, high up in the mountains like this, it was cold. Havers overheard him. "Well if you're THAT desperate for something to do, I brought some cards. Do you mind, Sergeant?" Obviously, playing cards on a mission like this was out of the question, but then, Montblanc had always been an easy-going guy. "No, as long we get to rotate who stands watch every 20 minutes." "Heh, you always were a good one, sarge." Montblanc took a swig of water, 'That's Sergeant to you, Private." He put a mocking emphasis on the last word and grinned. A few minutes later, Havers and Busby were engrossed in a game of Texas Hold-'Em. Busby had just got a full house on the river to Havers' one pair of aces when Montblanc shouted, "Contact!" The two cardplayers scrambled to their positions. Montblanc had sighted a column of Iranian troops winding their way through a narrow defile, walking towars to the Canadian light infantry, who were climbing uphill. Numbers looked pretty even. Montblanc contacted the Captain down in the valley, and stated the situation. Even as the light infantry spread into combat formation and got into cover, the Iranians walked on unsuspectingly. Either they were very brave or very stupid. Havers got into position with her spotting glasses, which told her that the enemy were 480 metres to the south and down, coming into the valley. They could see several soldiers with RPK's and RPG's. An officer was visible near the head of the column, which was walking in two's. He looked to be a captain or major. You could never really tell with the way their uniforms worked. Busby was there to record everything that happened, so he got his vid equip working, while Montblanc sighted in on the troops through his scope. Havers: "That officer looks juicy. He's at 483 metres. Wind to the southwest." Crack. "He's down! Nice shot Sarge." You could see, just now, seconds after the shot, that the Iranians were just reacting to the sound of the shot, ducking down and shouting. The officer had no left shoulder as he collapsed in a heap after being plucked several feet backwards from the bullet. One soldier had either seen the muzzle flash, or was psychic somehow. An RPG roared up towards them. Montblanc screamed "RPG! Duck!" They all flattened themselves as the missile streaked past them to explode of the rock face about 20m up the slope, showering them with small debris. "Holy shit, those buggers." exclaimed Busby. They quickly sighted in the man, who was reloading his RPG and within seconds, just as he finished, Montblanc pulled the trigger. The bullet whistled down and hit the man in the dead centre in the torso, bursting out of his back in a shower of blood and hitting the man behind him in the shin. The RPG man didn't have a chance, he was instantly killed. Thankfully, no one else shot at them, and they quickly settled into a rhythm of methodically scanning and taking out any soldiers showing signs of leadership. The process went on until they could not identify no other leaders. Then they went to work on the soldiers carrying the heavy weapons. While this carried on, the infantry down in the valley were advancing in short sprints between new cover, unnoticed until one Iranian spotted a squad and fired his AK at them. Grenades were thrown and launched, rifles fired, and machines guns set-up. >From the first shot, it took only 5 minutes before the Iranians had been whittled down to half their original number. Subjected to demoralizing sniper fire and a ground attack by superior troops, they waved a white flag. Nearly 100 Iranians were lying dead in the field at the cost and an injured corporal, who had been shot in the right arm. Later in the day as the snipers and the infantry officers debriefed the CO, the Brigadier pulled up and came into the tent, proceeding the congratulate them all. He would nominate them for honours to acknowledge their flawlessly executed mission earlier in the day. ---------- Actions: 1] blab about the war 2] waste some enemy troops -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: http://esteroic.com/pipermail/war_esteroic.com/attachments/20080812/09247bea/attachment.html From michael.michaeldowney at gmail.com Tue Aug 12 17:27:56 2008 From: michael.michaeldowney at gmail.com (Michael Downey) Date: Tue, 12 Aug 2008 18:57:56 -0230 Subject: [War] Russia: "....And Your Enemies Closer" Message-ID: <6b6ab8a70808121427g277a20bbic3f7da430fea9912@mail.gmail.com> "....And Your Enemies Closer" President Leonid Nemerenko Russian Federation 02 August 2014 -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- -------- Politics has no relation to morals. * -*Niccolo Machiavelli, *The Prince* -------- It was their final day at the Lake Abrau Dacha. Early tomorrow morning Nemerenko and his family would all board the President's Il-96 airliner, or 'Red Force One' as the Americans jokingly called it despite being a post-Soviet design, and fly back to Moscow and their official residence at the Kremlin. Flying always gave Nemerenko a headache so he was sure to take a small bottle of aspirin in his pocket. "I can't believe you were in the Air Force and don't like flying," joked Yuriko as she packed her husband's bag in their bedroom. Nemerenko had meant to pack it himself but then gotten distracted with some terrorist attack in Volgograd that turned out to be a routine building demolition or something like that. Then there was the call with Williams and then he'd been forced to sit down with Yevgeni, his Chief of Staff, about some pointless bill about tariffs on German cigarettes in the Assembly. Sometimes he longed for the days when the political system in Russia didn't work so he'd have time to do the simple things. That or just resign. "I was a supply clerk and I was only there for two years, dear," replied Nemerenko as he swallowed one of the aspirin tablets before pocketing the whole bottle. Better get some in his system now than suffer a headache on the plane for three hours waiting for it to kick in. "Do you know if the children have packed?" "Sascha has, I don't know about Hiroki," replied Mrs. Nemerenko. "I'm sure they'll be ready tomorrow Leonid. Don't worry about them." Of course he did anyway. The only thing that was more unpredictable than a fourteen-year-old was a pair of twin fourteen-year-olds that were either bickering with each other or playing Wii.... and then bickering about that. "I'm not sure what's going to be more unpleasant," bemoaned the President. "Meeting with Cherenkov of dealing with either one of them not being ready to leave tomorrow. Every time we delay I get nervous the FSO might try and depose me." A little bit of light humor took some of the sour feeling out of Nemerenko's stomach. He would deal with the antics of his children any day over having to meet with Malik Cherenkov. "I have no idea how long this is going to take so tell them good night for me." Yuriko nodded as her husband left. --- Malik Cherenkov, President of the Russian federal subject know as the Chechen Republic, sat casually in one of the dacha's more ornate tea rooms and sipped on some local brandy. It was forbidden under Islamic law to drink alcohol but Cherenkov gave little attention to the mad babbling of those toothless old clerics. There weren't many of them left in Chechnya, or at least in the northern parts under his nominal control, and the lull in violence since the early 2000s had put a cap on religious fervor. Deliberate suppression of clerics by federal forces and the provincial government installed after the second war had helped too. They'd flown Cherenkov in on one of those new Tu-444 supersonic business jets, unmarked but with pilots and guards who were clearly federal military. Everything had been so fast and secerative that only a handful of people back in Grozny even knew Cherenkov was gone and he would likely be back in less than eight hours anyway. The commotion caused by those annoying rebels had largely been dealt with by the <> out of <> and Cherenkov's own provincial forces. A bit messy but the job was done. Now Nemerenko was getting all sentimental and was talking abour reconciliation with the rebel holdouts in the south. He was a smart man, their President, but sometimes lacked the ruthlessness his officer required. "Comrade President," said Cherenkov jovially as Nemerenko finally entered the tea room. "Minister Cherenkov," replied Leonid with far less enthusiasm. While the Chechen leader's official title was president, it was off a federal subject and not of the Federation as a whole those the more senior Nemerenko used the honorific of 'minister.' He kieed Cherenkov's cheek as a sign of respect, as was common among Russians, but even that lacked any true hospitality. Anyone with a keen eye could see there was no loved lost between the two men. "Thank you so much for having your staff prepare a glass of my favourtie brandy," said Cherenkov, holding up his glass. "Did you just guess or does the MVD still have agents in my staff?" "No, your wife talks in her sleep," replied Nemerenko dryly. Cherenkov laughed. "What would Yuriko-san think?" Malik Cherenkov was perhaps the third most despicable person Nemerenko had ever had the displeasure of dealing with in his career though even he recognized the charisma that oozed from the Chechen leader. He had a boyish charm and irreverent, offbeat sense of humor that hid the cold, black heart that beat beneath his chest. An ex-KGB spook from the First Chief Directorate, there were plenty of those running around, the Grozny native was the undisputed leader of the Chechen loyalists and (most) of Chechnya proper. He ruled with an iron fist, usually cloaked in a velvet glove, with the backing of the federal military and his Kadyrovtsy militia. 'Militia' as in private army, not the police-type militsyia. Militia as in 'gang of thugs.' "As much as trading barbs would most certainly entertain us both to no end, I have a plane to catch back to Moscow and I'd like to finish this up quickly if you don't mind," said Nemerenko as he sat in a nearby armchair. Cherenkov did the same. "You've read over my proposal?" "It will work," shrugged Cherenkov. "Or it will fail. I'll reserve my judgment. It will really depend upon how much of this little outbreak of violence was the product of Iranian meddling or rebel resolve. Maybe they'll give up and join the rest of society or maybe they'll hold up in their caves and cause us periodic trouble like they have since the CCCP came apart. I am happy about the reconstruction fund you're setting up." "I thought you would be. See to it that every single ruble of that money goes where it is supposed to be. The Kremlin will be auditing the fund very carefully. If a single kopek is misspent then heads will most definitely roll." He let that warning sink in. "Of course we want to have as much of the work done by local Chechen residents and companies as possible. We'll only hire outside help or purchase materials from non-Chechen sources when absolutely needed." He stared hard and Cherenkov. "I will be monitoring that money, Minister." Cherenkov raised both hands. " I will ensure it is well-spent Comrade President." A pause. "What about this police reform you speak of?" "You mean what will become of your precious Kadyrovtsy?" asked Nemerenko with a snort. "To be honest I'd like to throw half of them in a Siberian prison but the amnesty extend to anything they've done as well. You *will* disband the army you inherited from Ramazan and cooperate with our efforts to build a real, professional police ans security force for Chechnya." "We're talking about over five thousand men. Do you really want that many fighters unemployed?" "Some of them will be recruited into the new Grozny or provincial police forces," answered the President. "You will provide the MVD with all their records and help them in weeding out the bad seeds. Those that are dismissed will be properly compensated by Moscow. A pension and benefits fifteen percent higher than whatever you are providing them now. And of course my gaurntee they won't get sent to prison." "We'll work it all out," smiled Cherenkov. "But on the note of reform......" "You mean what's going to happen to you Malik?" asked Nemerenko derisively. Always innuendo with this cagey little bastard. "I suppose there are worse people we could have replaced your predecessor with when he passed away. But let me make this clear: I intend to drag Chechnya into the civilized, developed world with every ounce of strength that I have. So long as you behave as a civilized leader and assist us with our reforms, then I promise you will remain in office as long as I am in office. I get even a hint of corruption or behaviour outside of the constitution and the rule of law-" "I'll die in my sleep like Ramazan?" "I'll let Kalugin choose whatever natural cause he thinks fits best. Do you understand?" "Perfectly, Comrade President, perfectly." --- Actions: 1) Meet with Malik Cherenkov, leader of the Chechen provincial government. 2) The Kadyrovtsy militia will be slowly disbanded. The MVD will screen out its members, those that can be recruited into the new police forces and those that cannot. 3) Kadyrovtsy that are unacceptable as police applicants will be removed, given full benefits and a pension 15% hire than their current pay. 4) Closely monitor the reconstruction fund. Ensure it is spent as it should be and not wasted by corruption. Chechen workers and companies will be employed as much as possible in the continued reconstruction. -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: http://esteroic.com/pipermail/war_esteroic.com/attachments/20080812/babff33a/attachment.html From Chazenesq2b at aol.com Tue Aug 12 21:54:47 2008 From: Chazenesq2b at aol.com (Chazenesq2b at aol.com) Date: Tue, 12 Aug 2008 21:54:47 EDT Subject: [War] "The President's Son and the Prime Minister's Daughter" Part 2 Message-ID: The President's Son, and the Prime Minister's Daughter" Part Two 2nd Lieutenant Chan Wen Hong (PCC-Chris) People's Liberation Airforces (PLAF) People's Republic of China Akemi Sato Special Assistant to the Prime Minister Japan ========================================================== Down below the palace Akemi tried to keep her composure amidst the thak-thak-thak of automatic weapons and the deeper booms of the mortars. Around her the Chinese and North Koreans seemed to be having no problem enduring the situation, she supposed it was part of living here. She glanced at her security man, his face was drawn into a tight line of concern and watched the door. She wondered if he was being paranoid or if there was any real chance of...whoever it was out there getting in. She thought not and she hoped Chan and the rest of his men would be okay. *** Sgt Qing hurried to the armoured ambulance shouting into his radio. "Yes! Move on those mortars now!" A reply came through his earpiece, finally they were getting the orders. Making a satisfied grunt he pulled himself up to peer into the cab of the vehicle. The drivers were down in the footwells, taking cover. "You two, up!" he shouted. The men straightened and climbed back into their seats. "You start the vehicle," he said to the driver. And then looking at the orderly beside him. "You, open the back, we're taking this vehicle." "But this is an ambulance not a combat vehicle." "Flexibility is the key to warfare," Qing smiled and jumped down looking at the group of men who were crouching behind the ambulance for cover. "Alright, let's go," he said and then led them into the back where the orderly had opened the doors. Qing pushed past him to get to the cab and glanced around for the Lieutenant, he saw him tugging on some armor with a rifle slung over his shoulder. "Go, pick him up," Qing said. The driver, nodded and got the vehicle going, rolling across the raging fire-fight to stop beside the lieutenant, Qing, popped the side door and smiled to Chan. "Going our way sir?" he asked. The Type 03 in his arms had fired a full two mags worth of ammunition, meaning Chan was running a bit low. He hadn't had time to grab more than 5 additional magazines total... the problem when you were responding to an attack rather than initiating one. Despite the surprise though, the Chinese security force had been putting up a tough and determined defense. As a matter of fact, were it not for those damned mortars, they'd have had the rest of the insurgents in custody right now. Hence why when the Sergeant pulled up, the Lieutenant felt like the tide was finally starting to turn in their favor. "Let's go!" He shouted to the Corporal behind him, both men breaking into a hard sprint for the WAM-bulance. As soon as they loaded up into the back, Chan gave the majestic palace turned hospital and humanitarian aid complex a final glance. Somewhere in the maze of tunnels and labrynth of hardened bunkers that formed it's bowels was a woman he 'really' hoped to see again some day. It was a fleeting moment in which the realization of 'just' what he was fighting for hit home. This was no longer merely about playing out one's service until they got what they wanted... it was war. It was about life, death, and improving the future of a people too adept to suffering for far too long. "Try and make every shot count." Chan checked the magazine in the well of his rifle to insure it was a full load before slapping it back home and pulling back the bolt. "We don't know when reinforcements might arrive. You all remember the rules of engagement... we take prisoners if we can, but I want you all back alive." It was a bitch to fill out the paperwork, the old joke bringing a small smile to his face when it was reitterated by the Private next to them. Another mortar explosion, this time right behind them as the shooters were obviously trying to target the ambulance. Sgt. Qing cursed under his breath, of course they would be firing at them. He just hoped the other teams would get to the mortars before the mortars found their mark. Putting that out of his mind he looked forward through the cab's window and shouted to the driver, to the left," and gestured with his hand towards a spot that would let the men get out without exposing them to the fire from the pinned down Koreans they were here to capture, or otherwise remove. Fire from said Koreans pinged off the vehicle as it rolled on towards the spot Qing had indicated. Then everything went crazy. There was a loud boom, and the driver cranked hard on the wheel, the ambulance tilted onto the left set of wheels and then slowly tipped over to land on that side. Qing righted himself from where he'd fallen into the side of the ambulance and looked around most of the squad was unhurt, including Chan, but that would change quickly once the other mortars began to fire. "Sir," he said to Chan. "Time to go?" "Yeah." Chan nodded as he pushed himself up, figuring this is why most 'sane' people opted to not use ambulances as battle wagons. He looked down at a cut hand, removed the tie that had been part of the dress uniform he was caught flat-footed in, and roped it around for the sake of pressure. "Everyone up! You two go left, we'll go right." "Sir," the two soldiers sent left said and then made their way out into the firefight. Qing nodded to the Lieutenant's hand. "Are you going to be alright out there sir?" he asked. "My mother drowned all the weak ones, Sergeant." Chan smirked before moving up to get out of the vehicle. "Clear the emplacement." Qing nodded hoping he wouldn't have to report to Beijing that the President's son had been killed. Oh well, the old days were over, and you only lived once. He jumped out of the back of the overturned ambulance in a low crouch and then hit the deck as the shooters they had pinned down opened fire. Though it was short lived. A short time later their two men added their weapons to the symphony of firepower exploding around them and the shooting stopped. Qing came to one knee and slid toward the cover of the ambulance. Not looking away from his gun sight he said to the Lieutenant, "Go on sir, I've got you covered." Chan and his 'wingman' started searching the bodies of the four Korean insurgents for anything that might be useful. They turned up a little bit, marked maps, message encyphers, a letter or two... they also managed to get a pair of hand grenades, a few AK-47 rifles, and a dozen or so magazines. They traveled lightly whomever they were. The fighting stopped, the rest of the North Koreans breaking off and running, and they were doing so with a NKA platoon in hot pursuit. "I think that's our cue to head back to the base Sergeant." Chan smiled and gave his comrade a slap on the back. "Something to write home about, I bet." Qing smiled as he replied. "Yes sir." *** "Lieutenant," Akemi said as she found her dinner guest nearly an hour after the fighting had stopped. They had let her out of the basement about an half an hour ago but she had only just won free of the apologetic North Korean President, and the first thing she did was to look for Chan. It was only right she told herself, he did just fight to protect her, it would be bad form if she didn't at least find him to offer her thanks. Though whatever words of thanks she had concocted while she searched for him died on her lips when she saw him, dressed in body armour overtop of his dress uniform, weapon still in hand. Akemi's lips quirked into a little smile. She had always thought herself someone attracted to intellectual men, and that the physical macho type didn't do it for her. But she had to admit, the fresh from the battlefield look was sexy. "Hi," she said. "Glad you made it okay." She shifted her feet. "I mean, thank you. You and your men saved us." She smiled as best she could and extended her hand. Chan smiled broadly at the offered hand, gracefully accepted it and, following in the footsteps of Hollywood's greatest, gently kissed the back of her hand. Officers were expected to be intelligent and cultured after all. He looked back up with a little bit of a guilty smile on his lips. "I've seen that done a dozen times in western movies, always wanted to try it personally." Hoping he hadn't overstepped his bounds, he became lost in her gaze momentarily... only a sternly inquisitive look from her chief bodyguard reminding him he 'was' shouldering a loaded weapon. "I think he's rather upset." Chan smiled apologetically before unshouldering the rifle and unloading it for good measure. "I'm glad you're safe." Cute and gallant Akemi thought still feeling the kiss on her hand. "He is, but don't worry, he's sworn to secrecy." "Just worried about the weapon," the man said in English. "I can give you both a bit of distance now." Akemi smiled her thanks and the man moved off a bit, still close enough to see danger coming but far enough so he was no longer breathing down their necks. Still time was short and her father always said a good leader knew when to seize the moment. She leaned in and kissed Chan softly on the cheek. A chaste gesture, sure, but then this was the son of the Chinese President, and even that was pretty damn daring. Akemi stood back. "Chan, there is something you should know," she said. "I am the Prime Minister's daughter." =========================================================== ACTIONS 1. Establish some back story for things to come. **************Looking for a car that's sporty, fun and fits in your budget? Read reviews on AOL Autos. (http://autos.aol.com/cars-BMW-128-2008/expert-review?ncid=aolaut00050000000017 ) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: http://esteroic.com/pipermail/war_esteroic.com/attachments/20080812/288c6bab/attachment-0001.html From martellian at hotmail.com Wed Aug 13 13:12:40 2008 From: martellian at hotmail.com (Ian Martell) Date: Wed, 13 Aug 2008 10:12:40 -0700 Subject: [War] Japan: "Bushido" Message-ID: "Bushido" Defense Minister Taro Inukai Japan Aug 2, 2014 To: All Base Commanders and COs of all Japanese vessels. From: The Office of the Minister of Defense Re: Bushido As many of you know many of our troops, especially those assigned to Azerbaijan, have taken an interest in Bushido. I feel this is a trend we should encourage and shape for the betterment of the JSDF. As such here are some thoughts that might benefit us today as commanders from the time of the Samurai: 1> Practices is in everything: our ancestors the Samurai, practiced constantly, they lived their training. We should emulate this in the JSDF and encourage our soldiers to think of every task as training for battle. That means how they walk from one pace to the next, how they eat, how they fill out a form, everything. It should be done with focus and intent as they should act in battle. Additionally, the Japanese warrior arts, in their pure and not sporting form should be encouraged as an off duty activity. 2> Performances of No should not be performed in the castle at night: We should follow their example and forbid distractions from our men who are in the most danger. As such performances and other entertainments in front line areas should be scheduled for day-light hours and only when the risk of attack is low. Additionally troops in the field should not be carrying entertainment devices as I have heard is the case in some units. 3> Those retainers who lack special talent or positions but who are steadfast should be treated with compassion and understanding: We are in the midst of a change of focus in the JSDF, we are no longer 'safer than the fire department' as many of our recruits have concluded. We are now a fighting army. As such there will be many loyal men who do not have the courage to fight but the desire to serve. We should not alienate them; instead we must find the right positions for them that will allow them to serve with dignity in a support capacity. 4> Do not give a command post or an administrative position to anyone who lacks ability, even if he's family or has served for many years: In short use reason not compassion when making promotion decisions. If a poor soldier has served many years, do not promote him, find something better for him to do in your unit. Let good soldiers move forward and they encourage others to follow in their footsteps. 5> Do not covet swords made by famous masters, a sword worth 10,000 mon, can be easily bested by 100 spears worth a 100 mon each: While our forces are technically advanced and full of '10,000 mon swords' we have seen the wisdom of this repeated over and over in Afghanistan and Iraq. RPGs, man-launched missiles, and the ever present IED, has devastated many of the most advanced weapons of our time. While by no means do I suggest we throw off our hard won technological advantages we should not loose sight that sometimes the simple methods are also effective and they should pursued in our training as well as in our tactical and strategic thinking. Consider these thoughts and see they are distributed throughout your commands. As well I am having the Ministry order copies of the Hagakure, Go Rin Sho, and the Seventeen Article Injunction of Asakura Toshikage, for wide distribution among the JSDF I will expect each of you to read them if you haven't already. If you have any thoughts in line with what I have presented, please feel free to reply to everyone and share them, rank is not an issue in this particular case. I thank you for your time and attention. Taro Inukai Minister of Defense Actions: 1> Encourage the study of Bushido in the JSDF. 2> Discourage distractions from duty during critical times on the front. 3> Encourage COs to shuffle out the incompetent and those unwilling to fight, out of combat units and into support positions better suited to their skills and temperament. 4> Encourage alternative thinking about how the JSDF does things, don't always default to throw the biggest most expensive weapons at the enemy. 5> Distribute works on Bushido and general military thought from the time of the Samurai to the JSDF (Art of War was left off the list since it's standard course material at the Defense Academy.) From martellian at hotmail.com Wed Aug 13 15:38:53 2008 From: martellian at hotmail.com (Ian Martell) Date: Wed, 13 Aug 2008 12:38:53 -0700 Subject: [War] Japan: "Hey Dad Guess What?" Message-ID: "Hey Dad Guess What?" Prime Minister Shunichi Sato Akemi Sato Japan July 25th 2014 The Osaka Chamber of Commerce was on its feet as Sato left the podium after his speech. Sato waved as he returned to his seat at the head table of the dinner, next to the Mayor of Osaka, who shook his hand. The applause was of course expected, he was the Prime Minister, and he knew the speech was not his best, but he was sure the business men, some of whom were among Japan's most wealthy, would like the news he had given them, he had promised them a shift away from Japan's high corporate tax rates, continued protection against foreign takeovers and money for developing new technologies to maintain Japan's industrial base. It was all good news, even if he did promise them as well further pressure to pursue alternate energy, however, the war in Azerbaijan was evidence enough of its necessity. As Sato sat down, Akira made his way over to whisper in his ear. "There's a call from Akemi," he said. "Tell her I'll call her back." "She said it was urgent." Sato nodded and when the next speaker was finished eliciting a further round of applause for the Prime Minister, he slipped out of the hotel ball room and into a service corridor where Akira handed him the phone. "Kemi-chan?" he asked into the mouthpiece. If that's what it was, these new phones never really looked like phones. "Father, sorry to interrupt the dinner," she said. "But there was an attack here at the reception." "An attack?" Sato exclaimed. "Are you alright?" "Yes, I'm fine as is the President of North Korea and the Chinese Ambassador, there were some military casualties, I am not sure how many." Sato nodded, the calm detached nature of Akemi's report, calming his parental concern if only a little. "What happened?" he asked. "There was a rebel attack, mortars and some men who got inside the perimeter, however the Chinese and the North Koreans fought them off." Sato couldn't help but observe the irony in that statement, his daughter saved by the efforts of the Chinese and North Korean military. It was a bizarre world in which they lived. "I'd ask more but I assume you're on a satellite or cell phone?" "Yes," Akemi said. Sato knew just what sort of equipment the rebels had been supplied with by the Americans, after all a lot of it came through Japanese bases to be delivered to the insurgents. Somehow, he felt Beijing was never going to let him live this one down. But to hell with it, his daughter was safe. "Are you coming home soon?" "As soon as it is safe I am going back to Pyongyang, however I have yet to speak with the North Korean president on the kidnapping issue, do you want me to come home before I have a chance?" Sato let out a breath, after the attack the security around the President would rival the security around Kim Jong-Il himself, Akemi would be safer there than anywhere else in that accursed country. "No, continue with your meeting, afterwards, head home, no more tours." "I understand," Akemi said, the slight catch in her voice saying clearly she had already made that decision for herself. "I am glad your safe Kemi-chan," he said quietly. "Be sure to call your mother, eventually this will be on the news and it's better she hears it from you and knows your safe." "I will." "Then I'll let you go, be careful and call me when you're safely back in Pyongyang." Another of those phrases Sato would never have thought he would utter. Akemi caught it too and offered a small chuckle. "I will father, and don't worry I'm in good hands." "Good, talk to you soon," he said and then after a moment's pause hung up the phone and gave it back to Akira. "You didn't hear any of that, and get me a secure line to Sakai in Pyongyang, I want his security people waiting for Akemi when she lands, and get me the North Korean President when he gets back to Pyongyang." Akira nodded and vanished down the corridor to get things done. When he was out of sight, Sato let out a long sigh and leaned against the wall as the panic he felt left him. His daughter was alive. He offered a silent prayer of thanks to the Sato ancestors and made a mental note to make a donation to Toshogu-shrine when he was back home, before he stood up straightened his tie and affixed his politician's mask as he walked back out into the banquet room. Actions: 1> React to events in the "The President's Son and Prime Minister's Daughter" posts. 2> Hint at Japanese economic policy (yes we have one, it's not all just the JSDF and Southeast Asia folks) 3> Akemi will discuss the issue of finding the Japanese citizens kidnapped by Kim Il-Jong's regime with the North Korean president. 4> Sato calls the NK president to thank him for his troops sacrifice and protecting his daughter. From dantheman2210 at yahoo.com.au Fri Aug 15 01:33:18 2008 From: dantheman2210 at yahoo.com.au (Daniel Sanderson) Date: Thu, 14 Aug 2008 22:33:18 -0700 (PDT) Subject: [War] Australia/Japan: Calls Between Regional Neighbours Message-ID: <474724.5279.qm@web39107.mail.mud.yahoo.com> ?Calls Between Regional Neighbours? Prime Minister Jack Decker Australia Prime Minister Shunichi Sato Japan Friday August 1 2014 Jack had decided to call Prime Minister Sato from the Lodge. He was sick of the office. He?d spent half an hour with Lucas, Joanna and a handful of DFAT people before calling up the car and heading home. It was three o?clock. The kids would be home in about an hour, and Lisa a bit after that. He walked into his study, snapping open his briefcase and taking out the handful of papers from DFAT. He picked up the phone. ?Yes sir?? ?Prime Minister Sato?s office in Tokyo.? ?Hold on sir.? The Army technician said as he connected the call. It was another muggy summer day in Tokyo, a condition only made worse by the ever present smog. As such he fortified himself inside the Sori Kantei with several long neck Kirin beers, a bowl of cold kijoyu udon, and a recording of the Yomiuri Giants clobbering Osaka's Hanshin Tigers. However his little moment of solitude was broken up by the soft knock at the entertainment room door. "Come in," Sato said as he took a pull from his beer. Akira entered with the notes for the Australia call under his arm. "Prime Minister Decker is on the line." Sato nodded, was it that time already? He checked his watch. Yes it was. He set down his beer and put his game on pause. "Bring me the notes and the phone," he instructed his temporary assistant. The young man nodded and went to phone pressing the requisite buttons to secure the line before informing the operator that the Prime Minister was coming on the line. He handed it to Sato along with the notes. Sato wedged the phone between his head and shoulder as he fumbled on the coffee table for his reading glasses and put them on as the line connected. "Mr. Prime Minister, I hope you weren't waiting to long, I am afraid I let myself get distracted by a little baseball," Sato said in solid if not fluent English. He had begun studying it too late in life to ever learn how to differentiate his L's from his R's. ?That?s quite alright Mr. Sato.? Decker said with a laugh. ?I?m in the same boat, I thought if I left it for you to call you might call tomorrow night when I?m watching the football.? He smiled at that, he would have gone but he had some work to do?he was running out of games fast as the 2014 season headed towards the finals, with the annual accusations of teams ?tanking? to get favourable draft picks already surfacing. ?I?m just savouring a quiet moment at home before the kids get back from school. How are things up your way?? He asked casually, as someone from the country might ask someone living in the city. "Humid and smoggy, fortunately it allows old men like me to hide away from the world," Sato chuckled. He wasn't *that* old, even if it did feel like it sometimes. "How old are your children?" he inquired, wondering how it was so many leaders these days were also family men. Much of that part of Sato's life had been offered on the altar of advancement along side both his marriages. ?The twins are seventeen, Thomas is fifteen and Anna?s eleven.? Decker said with a smile, looking at the photo on his desk of his family. ?Makes for a very busy, but happy, home life. One day I really will be an old man, and they can all look after themselves and I can hide away somewhere.? "I remember when mine were about that age, I can imagine the thought of hiding must be appealing, just remember you're the Prime Minister, you can always say it is a matter of state," Sato joked. "Speaking of your family, if we're both agreed the summit should be in Japan, please bring them, it would be a pleasure for us to show them our many ancient and cultural sites in the city, and if that fails to interest, there is always Tokyo Disneyland." Decker chuckled. ?I?m sure they?d like that, they were a bit sour that Lisa and I left them behind on the Canada-America trip. I want to thank you, Mr. Prime Minister, for your messages. As you know, Australia?s been engaged in our direct region, especially with Indonesia, on similar issues to what you suggested, and this would be a great opportunity to bring it up at a real regional forum. If you want to host it, Mr. Prime Minister, then that?s fantastic, and we?d be happy to assist in logistics, security, anything you need.? Sato made a pleased sound. "Excellent, I am sure my people will be in touch with your as to the preparations, these things always need more helping hands than one plans for. As for the Summit, I was hoping for something more concrete than simply a forum. There has been much discussion and little action on these issues and I was hoping to enlist your government's earnest support for our initiatives, to provide a united front for those who might be a bit, hesitant to agree," Sato's tone suggested he meant arm twisting to make those who were complicit, change their tune. Decker smiled knowingly. ?I understand, Mr. Prime Minister. Australia would be more then happy to step up alongside Japan and?steer the discussion and whatever results might come about from it.? He knew what the PM was getting at. It was what he?d done at the Department of Foreign Affairs, as one of the less bureaucratic people in the department he often played the plainspoken bad cop to assorted bureaucratic, diplomatic good cops. ?Provided the initiatives and so on are found agreeable with the Australian government, which I?d imagine they would be, you will have our unconditional support, and backing.? Sato nodded. "Good, as for our objectives, they are nothing sinister, we want firm commitments from everyone involved to participate in the task forces, action taken at home on these issues, and a promise of a further summit to discuss how these task forces are working in six months," he said. "If we get that, I am willing to call the summit a win." ?As would I.? Decker replied. ?I?ll get a DFAT team in the air on Monday to help with the planning and setting up of the summit in Nagano. Hopefully we?ll be able to get it organised quickly enough, say, within two or three weeks?? "That sounds excellent," Sato said. "Say starting on the 20th and going until the following weekend?" ?Sounds good Mr. Prime Minister. I?ll light a fire under it at this end.? Decker said firmly. ?I imagine we?ll have quite a few chats in the next few weeks, and I look forward to seeing you in Nagano.? "As will I Mr. Prime Minister. I suppose that sets things in motion, and we can return to our rest, but thank you for your cooperation I think we are going to be very happy with how this summit turns out." ?Arigato, Mr. Prime Minister.? Decker said with his limited Japanese. ?Looking forward to our work. Sayonara.? He hung up the phone and smiled. This would be good for the government, the country and the region. --ACTIONS TAKEN-- 1. Australian and Japanese leaders discuss their plans for a Regional Summit to be held in Nagano. 2. Decker to dispatch a DFAT team to Japan to help plan out the nitty-gritty of the conference. 3. Small talk between the two leaders. Win a MacBook Air or iPod touch with Yahoo!7. http://au.docs.yahoo.com/homepageset From iain at iain-waddell.co.uk Sat Aug 16 16:47:22 2008 From: iain at iain-waddell.co.uk (Iain) Date: Sat, 16 Aug 2008 21:47:22 +0100 Subject: [War] Spain: Business and Pleasure Message-ID: <5EC10642DC064ADF90449E7DB3253E44@iainw> "Business and Pleasure." Prime Minister Elena Garcia Rodriguez Spain 29th July 2014 ======= It had been a long time since Elena had flown abroad in one of the government jets, and on the rare occasion that she had both during her diplomatic and ministerial careers it had been as one of the junior figures on a foreign visit. Now not only was she the top-dog on this trip but she was on a much smaller airliner than she was used to. Due to the limited number of staff she had decided to take on the Azerbaijani trip, for both security reason and that she was going to need little advice, the Cessna Citation had only herself and 7 others in the comfortably-furnished cabin and most of those were security staff. This was the reason that she had called her husband Diego prior to boarding the jet, when she had been able to have a little more privacy. Now, on the way to return to Spain and her man, she spoke to him using her laptop, ensuring that behind her was only the outside of the jet so no-one could see the soppy mush they were heaping on each other. She had always intended to take him with her on foreign visits but one that was as potentially dangerous as this had led to her all but ordering him to stay home. That coupled with the fact that she had neglected to pay the gas bill before she had left for the Middle East were the reason she was now making a point of smoozing up to him. Not that she didn't enjoy a bit of flirtation with her husband of four years regularly but there were times to up the anti. Elena was aware of a telephone being proffered in her direction and closed over the laptop with a quizzical expression. The head of her security sat opposite her with a stern look on his face, the one which he always wore. Elena had a theory he had made that face one day and the wind had changed direction leaving it permanently scowling. "The Minister of the Interior for you, Prime Minister." His voice betrayed no emotion. This man was clearly some sort of robot, one whose only emotion was disapproval. Elena took the phone and placed her husband, neatly folded away in the laptop, onto the table on her right. "Hola Alfredo, what can I do for you?" "Prime Minister," the line was bad, but what could one expect for a jet-board telephone, even if it was an executive jet. "I felt I should inform you that there's some backlash in the media about your visit to Azerbaijan." The staff aboard the Cessna knew the look that crossed Rodriguez's face at that moment. It was clear she had business to attend to and was about to go into 'take no hostages' mode. "What kind of backlash are we talking about?" There was a pause then a deep breath, clearly the man was not happy about being the one to broach this topic with his boss. "There have been a few opposition Deputies voice criticism of your visit to Azerbaijan yet not even a dialogue with Tehran. The media have picked this up as an opportunity for Prime Minister-bashing particularly about your lack of support for the Muslims in Spain and abroad." Elena actually sniffed in humour a little. The media usually was a bit more high brow and better informed than this when it came to slating her, however she decided that she should probably not complain. "OK," A deep breath then she launched right in, expecting that Alfredo would have the sense to be taking notes. "Get some of our guys in the press to get some articles out there about how Azerbaijan also a predominantly Muslim country and has a rather stunning record on human rights compared to Iran. You might also want to get something in there about suspected links between recent terrorism activity and Iran. Secondly, I get Tristan to use his charm and make an official statement from myself and my cabinet. We have not negotiated with Iran because they have refused to do so with NATO of which we are a proud member. Furthermore, we have several Muslim members of the party and have in the past come out in full support of Islam in Spain when attacks on that community from Christian extremists occurred. And just to make sure they get the point arrange a visit for myself and the Minister of Culture to visit the revamped Mosque in Seville." "Ok, Elena, I'll get on to Tristan." "And, Alfredo?" "Yes?" He sounded apprehensive. "See what you can dig up about the Deputies that started this whole thing, a little ammo wouldn't go amiss." "Yes, ma'am." "Thanks for the update, see you at our 1000 tomorrow?" "See you then." Elena handed the phone back and picked up the laptop again. She was going to get Diego to meet her in Madrid, it was going to be a cuddles night. ACTIONS: 1) Bit of insight into Rodriguez's social situation/attitude 2) Control of any backlash in media regarding support in Azerbaijan 3) Visit to Mosque and general statement of wellwishing to Muslims in Spain. From pbuck11 at aol.com Sat Aug 16 20:24:58 2008 From: pbuck11 at aol.com (Patrick B) Date: Sat, 16 Aug 2008 18:24:58 -0600 Subject: [War] World report volume 10 I think Message-ID: <48A76FDA.7000007@aol.com> WAR: World Report - For all actions since Volume 6, advancing the timeline to 16 July to 1 August 2014 United Nations Security Council (Permanent Members): United States, United Kingdom, France, China, Russia United Nations Security Council (Non-Permanent Members as of 1 June 2014): Until January 2015: Germany, Thailand, Poland, South Africa, Panama Until January 2016: Canada, Japan, Hungary, Algeria, Venezuela Pending UN Security Council Actions: Pending UN General Assembly Actions: None United Nations Secretariat: No news. ============== In the Game: the dictatorship has run it's course and is now gone away, the Triumvirate now rules as it has in the past if you have questions e-mail either me, John or Lisa and we will help you out. In the world The Iraninan "war" as it has been jokingly known is in to the mopping up phase, Iranian armies have been in full rout and have begun surrendering en masse, including to a very surprised CNN camera crew. The Iranian governemnt is still reeling from the beating they took and protests have begun cropping up on the streets. =============================================== ACTION RESPONSES ============================= COMMONWEALTH OF AUSTRALIA =========================== Population Approval: 55% Government Approval: 55% International Favor: 50% Economic Growth: 3.9% Inflation: 4.1% Unemployment: 4.2% ---------------------------- So far things seem to be rolling along steady. The replacing/updating of the F-111s with the spiffy new F-35s are going over well. The proposal of a multinational summit between Japan, Vietnam, Laos, Thailand, Malaysia, Singapore, Indonesia, Philippines, New Zealand to deal with issues there such as drug trafficking, piracy, and terrorist hotspots does have eyes glancing over the region to see what pans out since some wouldn't like any changes in the status quo. The drought continues through another summer hitting food prices at the worst. . CHINA (PEOPLE'S REPUBLIC OF) Population Approval: 65% Government Approval: 60% International Favor: 45% Economic Growth: 9.7%, high Inflation: 3.0% Unemployment: 10.1% === No news to report. CANADA ======= Population Approval:55% Government Approval:50% International Favor: 55% Economic Growth: 2.2% Inflation: 5.0% Unemployment: 6.3% -------------------------------- The Canadian oil project has attracted a lot of attention including the government assistance to retool for the shale oil has resulted in Environmentalists screaming bloody murder, and protestors have begun. THe larger refineries have pretty much refused to take part, the costs are more then the money out, a few smaller refieries are stepping up to take it. OPEC has yelled a bit and Hugo Chavez calls it 'a foolish action from America's puppet and a violation of the WTO agreement' Venezuela hs gone far enough to file a protest with the WTO. The dubbed CCIA or Canadian CIA has been starting up slowly, first with finding an office structure, then having room to work. Some people have grumbled about it but generally Canada standing up for itself has been well recieved. JAPAN ====== Population Approval: 50% Government Approval: 53% International Favor: 63% Economic Growth: 2.8% Inflation: 0.6% Unemployment: 4% ------- The Japanese media is abuzz with recent government actions - the move over Yasukuni is widely seen as a cheap end-run around the Constitution (and is the subject of no small consternation, and a lawsuit). It's also seen as unneeded, since all that would need to happen to "purify" Yasukuni would be to remove the Class A war criminals - as indeed the Showa Emperor had noted when he quit visiting the shrine in 1978, press accounts of formerly-revealed notes of his staff recall. Meanwhile, the revival of Bushido, and its encouragement by the government, is getting no small amount of flak - it's seen as a not-very-subtle end run around article 9, and the opposition is beginning to get annoyed by such things. As is the public. In short, the government is being called upon to either start attacking the issue directly, or stop nibbling at it. FRANCE ==== Population Approval: 57% Government Approval: 65% International Favor: 43% Economic Growth: 2.5% Inflation: 5.6% Unemployment: 6.2% No activity--LOA-- NIGERIA ============================ Popular Approval: 57% Governmental Approval: 57% International Favor: 50% Economic Growth: 9.3%, high Inflation:5% Unemployment:4.7% ============================= No news to report Romania ------------ Popular Approval: 60% Government Approval 60% International Favor: 55% Inflation: 7.0% Economic growth: 4.4% Unemployment: 4.9% ================ The newest order relating to the feeding of Romanian troops (or rather, banning zoo animals from the menu) got worldwide snickers for a few days, and it will take time for the Romanian Army to live down their rep as country bumpkins. But, that said, Romania's small yet meaningful contribution to Operation Caspian Sword is going to be well-remembered. RUSSIAN FEDERATION Population Approval: 60% Government Approval: 56% International Favor: 58% Economic Growth: 2.5% Inflation: 5.6% Unemployment: 6.2% ===================== While drawing a baleful look from others for it's lack of participation in the Azerbaijan conflict, the ghosts of Chechnya have been drawing most of the nation's attentions. Blanket amnesty for the assorted participants in the first and second wars are a positive step as well as is the appointing of a commision to look into crimes committed during the conflicts and to promote truth and reconciliation. The slow disbanding of the Kadyrovtsy military is drawing mixed reaction and it's success remains to be seen. In other news, word leaks on the front page of Izvestia of cooperation between the Russian and Chinese governments on border security. Given the spectre of Chinese migrants staking claims for the Middle Kingdom in a sparsely populated Siberia, many conservatives in Russia are less than pleased with this, though the news is barely noticed in China. SPAIN ============================= Popular Approval: 55% Governmental Approval:55% International Favor:50% Economic Growth:2.9% Inflation:3.35% Unemployment:2.6% ============================ For the most part things seem quiet on the homefront for Espana, though the current push for a stronger International face while admirable does have the other nations figuring 'we'll see it when we see it' stance. The Prime Minister's visit to Azerbaijan is seen by some as a bit of unwelcome grandstanding while combat operations are underway - frankly, having a head of government that has no idea what a warzone is like underfoot only made things more difficult for the Spanish contingent's planners. Nonetheless, it is appreciated on the home front. The usual sniping that goes on is blown off by many - in Spain's vigorous democracy, a little shoving and elbowing is sort of expected. That said, the PM's ill-concealed attempts to "dig up" dirt on critical deputies is not appreciated at all by many members.(OOC if you need help with secret actions please contact any of the Triuvire off list.) UNITED KINGDOM OF GREAT BRITAIN AND NORTHERN IRELAND ==== Population Approval: 60% Government Approval: 58% International Favor: 50% Economic Growth: 2.5% Inflation: 3.0% Unemployment: 5.3% No activity--LOA UNITED STATES OF AMERICA ==== Population Approval: 56% Government Approval: 54% International Favor: 66% Economic Growth: 2.9% Inflation: 3.1% Unemployment: 4.2% ==== Several late night comics have made issue of the President being a hostage in a tactical scenario, along with the unarmed combat, the taser and tear gas, though one official video was released to the media which as resulted in several video clips being uploaded to youtube to the tune of Yakity Sax, or Drowning Pool's Bodies. THe continuation of diplomacy is seen as a good thing, and the media does love the pictures of the President shaking hands with world leaders. In the middle of all this Chicago buried it's mayor with pomp and ceremony only seen when world leaders die, After laying in State at Holy name Cathedral a mass in Latin was said by Francis Cardinal George and attended by dignitaries from the Democratic and Republican party. The funeral procession was led by the combined pipe bands of the Chicago Police and Fire Department, Daley was laid to rest next to his son Kevin who had died in 1981. Commentators remark that Daley was the last of the old time bosses, and his passing is the end of an era for the old 'machine' politics. ============================================= ECONOMIC INDICATORS NOTE: Initial indicators were gleaned from as recent sources as possible, for the most recent term possible (annualized). In some cases, the numbers used are published estimates, but the English- speaking nations' data is more or less right from the source. Depression: Economic forces retracting uncontrollably and at a dangerous pace with little end in sight. Recession: Economic forces retracting, but more shallow than Depression and more controlably. Sometimes necessary and part of regular economic trends, although prelonged. Revision: Economic forces retracting slightly and short term, associated with economic systems refitting to accomodate new industries, concentrations, etc. Zero: No movement one way or the other. Low: Comparatively low Economic growth/activity. (miniscule to about 2%, depending) Good: Average economic activity (ranging from 2%-5% normally) High: Above average performance (Greater than 5%) Sometimes dangerous if in excess of 8% continuously. SITES OF INTEREST WAR Website: http://war.dagarcia.net/ United Nations: http://www.un.org/ Central Intelligence Agency: http://www.cia.gov/ CIA World Factbook: https://www.cia.gov/cia/publications/factbook/ Federation of American Scientists: http://www.fas.org/ GlobalSecurity.org: http://www.globalsecurity.org/ CNN: http://www.cnn.com/ BBC: http://www.bbc.com/ New York Times: http://www.nytimes.com/ From vampi.digitalwytch at gmail.com Sun Aug 17 16:12:55 2008 From: vampi.digitalwytch at gmail.com (Vampi Digitalwytch) Date: Sun, 17 Aug 2008 14:12:55 -0600 Subject: [War] Romania-The Demon Bands of Jebediah Pan Message-ID: "The Demon Bands of Jebediah Pan" President Antanasia Danesti With the transferral of funds for Romania's entry into the ANDA proposal send and received so that with luck the beginning of work on the new nuclear generators for power would be starting soon. As far as Antanasia was concerned, couldn't start soon enough since she amongst others were eager for any step to bring the country on par with the rest of the world. The aside to have some figurative ammo to fling towards Russia in 'nyah we can do better than you so there' was as the Americans would say, pure gravy. The Azerbaijan situation was progressing well as to be expected. Preznan's family was crowing like mad to the press and all over his medal and heroism. One of the recent reports had a squad of Iranians surrendering to a private who'd been looking for somewhere discreet to relieve his bladder as his unit was busy distributing rations and medicines to some very greatful civilians. With luck, that would be over soon so the rebuilding could take place and then things would be back to whatever passed as normal. As Antanasia approved the last batch of papers at her desk, she leaned back with a sigh. Perhaps today would be one of those blessedly rare slow days where she could actually take some time for herself. She ran a hand through her hair, trying not to mull over how old she was and how time seemed to just fly by. It seemed like only yesterday the American President was sending out the official notice of his son's birth and here it was almost a year later. Gah, I'm getting old, she thought to herself. Not helping was Metropolitan Damien of the Church discreetly squeezing in any reminders possible of her unmarried status at her age even with her rebuttals that she was married to her country and there'd be plenty of time for other things later when she was out of office. Granted the friends she'd grown up with were long since married with children, and when she'd look in the mirror she'd notice a few more strands of silver shot through the black, a couple more laugh lines around the eyes. The rest of her was in good shape thanks to regular exercise and salad pitas on the go. "That's it. No more maudlin thoughts.", she spoke to the empty office, "I am stepping out of here, out of the city for some quiet time in the country." Determined, Antanasia stepped out of the office which had been more or less home since the Azerbaijiani thing and notified an aide of her plans. Within an hour she was in comfortable clothes of jeans and a sweatshirt with her hair pulled up in a ponytail and two security guards ready to leap into action. The small group ended up off for a quiet drive outside the city limits. As the radio played and the windows down, Antanasia felt years younger as she let her daily worries slip aside for the moment. That she was in everyman's clothes and not her usual smart attire of a dress suit didn't draw attention as her usual appearances would. "Next town, we stop for lunch.", she told the guards, looking forward to something heavier than her usual fare. The guard driving nodded silently, taking a turn off for a small town that looked like it had been unchanged in centuries. The streets were still cobblestones with the old style gaslights that had long since been rewired for electricity standing as they always had. A small cafe fit the ticket quite well and while the suited guards drew a raised eyebrow from the waiter, they were soon seated. "I apologize if service is slow today.", the waiter said as he began to take their orders, "New American film is shooting nearby and everyone with their grandmother has gone over to be extras or crew." Antanasia more than understood, with the push for those very nice American dollars, making it easier for filming location parts for the studios had at this point made most of the country able to list being an extra or crew flunky on a resume be they a business executive or a sheepherder. If she remembered rightly, the Minister of the Arts had done more than his share of portraying the sagely innkeep that warned travellers of the monsters that lurked in the night in many a film. With their order placed, Antanasia decided after they'd eaten that they would drive by to see the filming as she'd yet to see one. While the guards had some reservations about it, on the scale of things it did seem relatively safe. The drive to the film shoot for The Demon Bands of Jebediah Pan was quiet and it did seem much as the waiter had said, everyone possible was over there working. Even children were hurrying about with giving directions on where so and so's trailer was or helping some of the actors in heavy makeup navigate around. Antanasia and group didn't raise an eyebrow as they left the car and casually walked around. A few of the shoot's security recognized her and silently relayed word that she and her companions were okay. The general 'feel' of things confirmed that she'd made a good choice in advocating this path even of the main Hollywood studios wailed about it to President Williams. It was only the calling out by one of the assistant directors that pulled her from her pleasant reverie. "You. You with the uni sweatshirt. We just had one of the eye candy twist her ankle and we need a new runner for the chase scene. Get to wardrobe they're waiting for you." Antanasia blinked and motioned for her guards to keep silent. Something about that, especially considering how the day had gone, made it have some merit. Not to mention it sounded so impishly improper yet fun. "On my way.", she said with guards in tow. When all was said and done between wardrobe and makeup, Antanasia was clad in the stereotypical peasant girl outfit with artfully ripped skirt exposing more leg and cleavage than she'd even show in one of her granny gowns she'd sleep in. Her guards ended up getting drafted too, one being fit in a rather cheesy rubber demon/gargoyle suit and the other as one of the obligatory torch bearing mob. The scene itself was simple, she had to run down the street screaming with the aforesaid monster chasing her then grabbing her off as the mob followed. Soon as 'Action' was called, Antanasia threw her all into it. It was an effort not to smile as she ran with just the sheer insanity of events and she thought she nearly had a breast pop out of the blousy shirt as well, but her guard 'demon' scooped her up with a low whispered apology if he grabbed something improper. Afterwards since it went off well with just the one take much to the AD's delight, Antanasia and group discreetly snuck out to return to the city as it had only been a matter of time before pressing matters came to the fore. She was still laughing like a schoolgirl as they arrived as Iordan was still apologizing if he'd been improper with scooping her up as he had. The light mood that persisted made the rest of the paperwork go much easier and she made a mental note to see about playing such hookey again in the future. ---------------------------------- ACTIONS 1) Moving things along for the ANDA deal 2) Recognizing proper Preznan's medal 3) Showing some light on the film industry in Romania even if it means footage leaked to the youtubes and any resulting laughs or whatnot 4) A little reflection character development for the sole unmarried female leader in game -- --I know there are no lifeguards in the gene pool, but damn, there ought to be at least a few sharks in the water. -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: http://esteroic.com/pipermail/war_esteroic.com/attachments/20080817/0e1f14a9/attachment.html From michael.michaeldowney at gmail.com Mon Aug 18 21:29:20 2008 From: michael.michaeldowney at gmail.com (Michael Downey) Date: Mon, 18 Aug 2008 22:59:20 -0230 Subject: [War] Russia: "A New Beginning" Message-ID: <6b6ab8a70808181829i29adb80qc9620bd90a0a8cb7@mail.gmail.com> "A New Beginning" President Leonid Nemerenko Russian Federation 03 August 2014 -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- A chronic problem that had always plagued Russia's relations with the rest of the world, Europe in particular, was that Russia often mistook being powerful as being strong. The two concepts did not necessarily go hand in had. Oh, President Nemerenko recognized without question the need for a well-equipped, well-trained and capable Russian military but also recognized that the best way to defeat a potential enemy was to become their friend. Friendly relations had the advantage of trade, a top issue for the growing Russian economy. New markets for Russia's exports and new sources of imports. "Yet after the fall of the CCCP, Putin and his cohorts sought to try and reestablish Russia's hegemony over," Nemerenko observed to Foreign Minister Denemetov. "Using bully tactics to try and strong-arm the post-Soviet states into towing Moscow's line as if they were still SSRs." "Which of course only drove more and more of them into the arms of NATO and the EU," nodded Denemetov. Both she and Nemerenko had served together in the Foreign Ministry for several years before Nemerenko's move into the Duma and later the Kremlin. "Such strong-arm tactics ended when President Severov turned the nation's attention inward. Now that your administration is a year into office, Eastern Europe is beginning to wonder what our policy will be." "The days of Russian hegemony are over," stated Nemerenko matter-of-factly. "We will always be willing to defend our interests against overt, or covert, hostility but the expansion of NATO and EU into Eastern Europe would make past views of regional hegemony in the post-Soviet era a pipe dream. Our policy towards our former brothers and new neighbors will be what they should be; neighbourly. Russia's objectives are simply peaceful, cooperative and trade-oriented." "Even five years after Putin being deposed, there will still be weariness from many states." "I know," replied Nemerenko. "We must take the initiative and set an example of our desire for more cooperative relations with our neighbors. To that end I think it's time you went on a trip." "A goodwill tour of our immediate neighbors," said Denemetov, immediately seeing Nemerenko's intent. "If we could foster better relations with those states that have had the most difficulty from our past hegemonic ambitions it would set an excellent precedent for the rest of Europe." "Estonia, Latvia, Lithuania, Belarus, the Ukraine, Georgia, Azerbaijan and Kazakhstan," said Nemerenko, listing off the former SSRs. "You are to visit each one of them. Russia will offer to sign treaties of friendship and trade with all of them." Denemetov nodded. It would, as they had discussed, set a good example and help keep Russia's Western borders secure. If it all went according to plan. That was the major obstacle in diplomacy, you never quite knew how people might react. "We should pay particular attention to the Ukraine," suggested the FM. "Our past meddling in Kiev's affairs has been particularly acute. Many in their government still suspect the SVR in having a hand in the assassination attempt on Yushchenko." Hell, Nemerenko's own grandfather had been Ukrainian and had always (in secret of course, this had been the CCCP) bemoaned Russia's imperial domination of their little brother state. "For all I know they might be correct," said the President dryly. One of those little secrets that had been purposely lost in the post-Putin reforms to the state intelligence apparatus. "I want you to offer a permanent non-aggression pact to Kiev. The greatest fear the Ukrainians have in the back of their minds is Russian troops moving in to impose some sort of puppet government on them. A non-aggression pact would alleviate those fears." --- Actions: 1) The Russian Federation intends to pursue a more cooperative, peaceful, trade-oriented policy towards all Europe, particularly the post-Soviet states. 2) Foreign Minister Irena Denemetov will conduct a goodwill tour of Estonia, Latvia, Lithuania, Belarus, Ukraine, Georgia, Azerbaijan and Kazakhstan to promote these proposals. 3) Particular attention will be paid to improving relations with Ukraine. FM Denmetov will offer Kiev a specific non-aggression pact From michael.michaeldowney at gmail.com Mon Aug 18 22:15:04 2008 From: michael.michaeldowney at gmail.com (Michael Downey) Date: Mon, 18 Aug 2008 23:45:04 -0230 Subject: [War] Russia/Japan: "Fun and Games" Message-ID: <6b6ab8a70808181915p1120599ied0b21bf14b422cc@mail.gmail.com> "Fun and Games" Lieutenant Suborev, Russian Army Lieutenant Kaifu, JGSDF 02 August 2014 -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Lieutenant Suborev of the 131st Motor Rifle Brigade fumbled with the chin strap on his helmet. Derived from the US Army's Advanced Combat Helmet, the new protective headgear being introduced to all Russian troops was supposedly more effective at protecting one's head from injury but more ergonomic and comfortable. While Suborev did find this to be mostly true, he and only he seemed to find the chin strap maddeningly itchy. "Comrade Lieutenant," whispered Senior Sergeant Gulensky. Though 'comrade' was slowly falling out of favor among Russian civilians the term was still widely employed among the armed forces. The light of the sun was beginning to fade and bent low in the high grass of the softly rolling hills in this small farmstead outside of Gali it was hard for Suborev to see Gulensky's face. Soon they would need NVG. "Our forward scouts report that the farming complex shows no sign of activity. No lights or movement observable from their sniping position. However the complex is quite large, with three barns, a automotive shop and two storage silos plus cattle pens. It could hide a large number of men if they were to remain still." "Accursed Vozdushno-Desantnye," muttered Suborev. Those damn VDV had Suborev's scout platoon run ragged, having chased them for almost two whole days now. They'd gotten intermitant contact up until five hours ago. The area beyond this old abandoned farming complex was more flat and open terrain and would not be desirable for foot infantry VDV to stand against Suborev's platoon and their three BTR-90 support vehicles. They must have fallen back here. It was an excellent spot for an ambush and the armored vehicles would be vulnerable to RPG attacks from the buildings. "Do you have any idea where Kaifu's men are?" "If they followed the plan of movement they should be opposite us on the other side of the complex," answered Gulensky. Suborev tapped on his small personal radio. "Suborev to Kaifu," the Lieutenant spoke in English. "Please come in, over." Lieutenant Kaifu was in position, however his second vehicle the Type 87 RCV had quit on them about a mile back. They had functionally disabled it and moved on with their still working Type 96 APC. Positioning was important in war, Kaifu's instructors had told him time and time again and he wasn't about to embarrass his country and the JSDF by screwing this operation in front of the Russians. He slid his GPS mapping unit out of his belt and checked the screen. They were a half click from a farming complex and the road ahead was a wide swath of open terrain which would be hell to cross when you were chasing a non-standard unit like these Russkie VDV bastards. His radio clicked on in his ear and he heard Suborev's call. "Kaifu here," he said putting back his GPS device and directing his men with hand signals, to scout ahead. "We believe we have the targets in an abandoned farming complex of some sort. There's nowhere else they could have run to but we have no visual contact. Have you encountered any signs of targets near your location? Over." The Japanese troops hadn't had any contact with the targets for over an hour. "Negative, just arrived, over." He looked for any sign from his scouts. There wasn't. "Roger," came Suborev's reply. "Advise you approach the complex from you direction with extreme caution. Once you are in position we will reconnoiter target buildings and your unit can provided overwatch support." "Roger," replied Kaifu. "Be advised the eight-seven is out of commission." "Traxatvsja," cursed Suborev under his breath. Vehicles were a decicive advantage against infantry and having the JSDF slowed down in their approach gave the VDV more time to spot Suborev and his men. "Roger that, we will hold position here until you arrive and proceed with the plan." Kaifu nodded and beckoned his Platoon Sergeant forward as he pulled out the GPS unit. Platoon Sergeant Anzai crouched down an peered at the screen with a perfunctory but respectful, "Sir." "The Russians believe our targets are here," he said pointing to the image of the farm complex. "We're going to move in and provide cover while they go in and perform a recce of the complex." "How long do you think they've been there?" Sgt. Anzai asked. "Long enough to set up traps, we're going to take this one slowly, I want you to take first patrol and join our scouts, we'll follow up behind, and set up positions along the tree line." "And if we have contact with the enemy?" "Fire and disengage, we'll link back up and proceed from there." The Sergeant nodded. "Yes, sir." Kaifu nodded searching the Sergeant's face for any sign of disaproval of the plan. He didn't find any and besides he could go back on what he'd just ordered anyhow. "Alright, lets go." With that the Japanese platoon got organized to move out. Meanwhile Suborev and his men were planning their plan of action to recon the complex. If the VDV were hiding they would spot the BTRs in a second if they approached so the three vehicles would remain behind with a squad of men to act as quick response backup while Suborev would lead two squads into the complex. One squad, led by Suborev, would circle around and approach from the East while the other would move in from the West after two minutes. Suborev's plan was that the VDV would blow their cover and pounces the first squad and expose themselves to an attack by the second squad and the Japanese. "Then that's it," said Suborev to his squad sergeants once they'd gone over a crude map drawing he'd done up. "Kaifu," he said again over the radio, "Are you in position yet?" Kaifu was concealed in the woods near the farming complex as he replied. "Roger we're in position. No sign of enemy at this time." "Move out," Suborev ordered to his men once the two squads were in position. --- Actions: 1) The Russian Army and JGSDF contingents of the PKF in Abkhazia and South Ossetia conduct training exercises together From martellian at hotmail.com Tue Aug 19 01:40:50 2008 From: martellian at hotmail.com (Ian Martell) Date: Mon, 18 Aug 2008 22:40:50 -0700 Subject: [War] Japan: "Invitations" Message-ID: "Invitations" Prime Minister Shunichi Sato Japan Aug 2 2014 ------------------------ Akira made his way into the Prime Minister's office after the Finance Minister and his people left. The Finance Minister was still sore about no longer being Deputy Prime Minister and it showed, however, aware of his tenuous position in the hierarchy at the PMO Akira didn't comment as he closed the doors to the PM's office and made his way to stand before Sato's desk. Sato was looking over the notes from the meeting and nodded and handed them back to Yurika. "Thank you," he said. The Prime Minister was a renowned technophobe and the notes were actually hand written. Obstinacy was a perk of power the young man supposed. Sato caught the look at the legal pad and smiled. "I am not about to grow out my hair into a top knot and begin assassinating foreign barbarians," he joked, referring to the samurai hold outs of the early Meiji era who opposed westernization and by in large were luddites. Akira nodded. "No sir," he said. Sato snorted. "What do you have for me?" "The Ministry of Foreign Affairs sent over the final drafts of the invitation letters, as well as a rough proposal of the schedule, of course we will be making changes as the invited countries add their input." "What's the gist of it?" he asked. "The invitation or the schedule?" "Both." Akira nodded and opened the leather bound folder in his hands and read the invitation. It was standard diplomatic fare, urging the leaders to come to the summit, bring their families, and enjoy a five day summit to discuss the expansion of the anti-piracy task force and the creation of an anti-narcotics task force as well as a general increase of enforcement against terrorism. The Prime Minister nodded. "Sounds good, and those who are not currently members of our Southeast Asian Trade Agreement?" "They will be receiving the offer to discuss joining the agreement." "Excellent. Now the schedule?" "Well in keeping with the business customs of the region, we've scheduled the first day after everyone arrives for entertainment. We'll have opening remarks, the usual multi-leader press conference, and welcoming formalities and exchange of gifts, and then we'll be touring the Nagano area, and then returning to the resort for the welcoming dinner, after which there will be time for the leaders to enjoy the resort's hot springs and socialize." "What did they decide on the matter of drinking?" "That we should perhaps avoid it, while for some it is a form a bonding, however for the Muslims." "Yes, yes, religious restrictions, and if the drinkers are living it up together the Muslims might feel isolated and less willing to cooperate. I understand." "Liquor will be supplied to the rooms of those who are known to enjoy it," Akira said. Sato nodded. "After the first day?" "The families will be going off to tour Japan with your daughter, and we'll start the actual summit with the issue of expanding the anti-piracy task force first." "Good," Sato said. "The rest we can negotiate with the others, thank you." Akira nodded. "Then I should tell Foreign Affairs we are happy with everything?" "Run it by Misato in Public Affairs, but yes, I am happy with it." "Yes sir." Actions: 1> Offer the Philippines, Vietnam and Laos as well as Singapore (again) to join the same limited free trade agreement enjoyed by Indonesia, Thailand and Malaysia. (Covered in "While We Wait" March 2007 and WR 2 May 2007) 2> Formally invite the leaders of: Australia, New Zealand, Vietnam, Laos, Thailand, Burma, Singapore, the Philippines, Malaysia and Indonesia to the Nagano Summit to discuss: a) Expanding the anti-piracy task force to include: Australia Vietnam, Laos, Burma (we know it won't happen) and New Zealand; b) Create an anti-Narcotics task force sharing information and cooperating in enforcement and alternative measures of reducing the drug trade. c) An agreement to expand enforcement efforts against terror with assistance of Japanese money and technology. 3> Discuss some of general plans for the summit. From martellian at hotmail.com Tue Aug 19 03:03:55 2008 From: martellian at hotmail.com (Ian Martell) Date: Tue, 19 Aug 2008 00:03:55 -0700 Subject: [War] Japan: "Special Proposal" Message-ID: "Special Proposal" Foreign Minister Daigo Jonouchi Japan Aug 2 2014 ----------------------- Heavy was the head that wears the crown, wasn't that the saying he learned at Oxford? Foreign Minister Jonouchi as he downed an antacid pill with his cup of green tea as he considered it. It was true even the almost chimerical circlet that was the post of Deputy Prime Minister was weighty when the man who doled out (and took away) such honors was Shunichi Sato, as wild a Type B* as could be found in Japan. One only needed to look at his predecessors still warm political corpse reduced from the post in order for Jonouchi to rise to it, and bring his faction into Sato's fold. He sipped his tea. Things had certainly turned on their head since his former mentor Hiroshi Sakai had been ousted from the office of Prime Minister, the Diet, and eventually the country. If Jonouchi had been a samurai, he supposed he would have been obliged to fall on his sword at his master's disgrace, but he was a politician and so belly uncut he hooked his star to Sato's in hopes that he would take him up with him and so far it was working. For now, in time things would change and either he would fall or Sato would, but at the moment, he would focus on keeping his position, which meant that the Nagano Summit would have to succeed. Which was the matter. There was a knock on the door and his private secretary entered. "Sir, the Thai, Singaporean and Filipino Ambassadors have arrived." "Show them in," Jonouchi said as he slid the package of antacids into a drawer and closed it quickly. It wouldn't do to show the foreigners the dirt under Japan's nails. His secretary showed the three men in and Jonouchi smiled and rose from his seat and rounded his desk to meet them. He bowed. "Ambassadors," he said and then shook their hands. "Please have a seat," he said nodding to the informal seating area on the edge of his office. "Jiro will get you a drink if you would like one." The men nodded and the drinks were requested and as soon as they were served and their recipients were seated they got down to business. "I know you are both very busy," Jonouchi said. "So let us get right to the point. By now, the news of the proposed summit is well known; in fact I think it was in the last issue of the Economist and by now your governments have received their official invitations however we would like more than just the attendance of Thailand, Singapore and the Philippines, if your governments do plan to attend, and we hope so; but your full support for the objectives of the summit." "What makes you think that it is in our interests?" asked the Thai Ambassador. "Well firstly, you were both some of the most enthusiastic supporters of the original anti-piracy proposal, and can only continue to benefit by its expansion, while narcotics is a sticky issue in both your countries, we are not the Americans, we understand there are certain political realities that exist in some countries that will not easily be put aside, and we are willing to be accommodating, so long as the third objective, the active pursuit of counter-terror operations are looked after. Given the trouble these groups have given both your countries I am sure that will not be difficult for your governments to agree to, especially with Japanese help." "What sort of help?" "Technological and monetary support, satellite intel, UAVs, everything but boots on the ground for obvious reasons of your sovereignty and our constitution." "And this is just for us, or for everyone who signs on?" "Everyone," Jonouchi replied. "But we can make arrangements to begin whenever your governments are ready." "Why the sudden focus on terrorism?" "Stability, we all benefit if the violence and instability in Asia decreases, quality of life, security, investment dollars, it all goes up as violence goes down. Terror, be it based on religion or ideology is a major source of that violence." "Why not bring in one of the major powers?" Jonouchi smiled at the question. "We like to think of ourselves as one, but you mean why not bring in the United States, China or Russia?" "Yes." "Credibility," Jonouchi replied. "The United States, China and Russia, all have their stigma however it is not our aim to change regimes, promote an ideology, or create client states in Asia, we simply want peace and stability in Asia and are willing to commit ourselves to that goal and achieve it through assisting rather than fighting our neighbors. We feel if given a chance, we can show your governments and the governments of your neighbors we are not the latest in the line of those who have sought to exploit you, and are in fact a true friend and ally." The men, career diplomats nodded without sign of whether they believed Jonouchi or not. Jonouchi had expected nothing less. "Well gentlemen, as I said, I would get right to the point, now are there any questions?" *See: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Japanese_blood_type_theory_of_personality Actions: 1> A little character development 2> Make our case to Thailand, Singapore and the Philippines for their active support of the Japanese plans at the summit and let them know, emphatically, that we are not in the empire business anymore, and our goal is simple and plain, stability, and the betterment of Asia. From dantheman2210 at yahoo.com.au Tue Aug 19 05:54:27 2008 From: dantheman2210 at yahoo.com.au (Daniel Sanderson) Date: Tue, 19 Aug 2008 02:54:27 -0700 (PDT) Subject: [War] Australia: Friday Night Tradition Message-ID: <52708.71683.qm@web39101.mail.mud.yahoo.com> ?Friday Night Tradition? Prime Minister Jack Decker Australia Friday August 8 2014 ?How?s it going over there?? Jack asked. He was standing in his office, his phone to his ear. ?Just fine Jack.? Simon O?Neil said from the northern hemisphere. Simon was borrowing the Ambassador?s office at the Embassy in Tokyo. ?They?re a good bunch over here.? Jack and Simon had worked together at DFAT when Jack was still there. When Jack had been tasked with forming up the ?A Team? of the Department, Simon had been one of his first choices, an Asia guru fluent in Mandarin, Chinese and Indonesian. Joanna Griffin, with Decker?s strong suggestion, had sent Simon as the leader of the advance team to Japan. ?Got a full list of who?s coming yet?? ?The Japanese sent out the invitations at the start of the week, some have replied quickly, others are mulling it over.? ?Ok. How?s your team?? ?All good. We?ve got Federal Police, Justice and military people working through the nuts and bolts of some of it, and I?m in for the rest. The Japanese are very gracious.? ?Better hosts then the Chinese?? Jack asked with a smile. ?I?ll let you know after the summit Jack.? Simon replied with a chuckle. There were recurring jokes in DFAT about the hospitality of some nations versus others. ?I better let you go and get your dinner. Fish and chips, right?? ?Always. I?ll talk to you later Simon. Good work.? ?Thanks boss. Tokyo out.? Simon replied, and the line died. Jack grabbed his wallet from his desk, and walked outside. One of his AFP watchers was waiting. ?Shall we?? Jack asked with a smile. ?Yes sir.? The PM?s car drove ten minutes from the Lodge to the nearest Fish And Chip shop. Friday night Fish and Chips were a tradition that went back for years. His family, on both sides, had always maintained the tradition. Once upon a time it had been related to their Catholicism, after a while it just became a cultural thing. The white Commodore pulled into a park a few shops down, and Jack climbed out. It was hard, considering where Canberra was, to get half decent Fish and Chips, but this place did ok. Then again, Jack had been spoilt growing up in a small town based around fishing. He walked into the shop, pushing aside the plastic strips that hung over the doorway. They slapped against each other and the door frame, one of those familiar sounds, along with the hiss of the bank of fryers against the wall behind the counter. ?Hey, Mr. Decker!? The owner, a fat Greek-Australian called with a smile. ?Excellent timing.? The Prime Minister had to wonder about Nick?s ability to have the Fish and Chips ready just as he walked in. It must have been some sort of sixth sense. Either way, he didn?t complain. He grabbed his wallet from his pocket and handed over some cash, and took his change from Nick. ?Thank you very much Nick.? ?No worries Mr. Decker!? Jack grabbed the paper-wrapped parcel, and they returned to the Lodge. By the time he got home the family were gathered in the lounge room, sitting on the floor in front of the TV as the news wrapped up. Following that, it was, as usual, Simpsons repeats. The cult show had wrapped up in 2010, but since then, Channel Ten had simply gone back to the very beginning and played episodes from the beginning. ?Here.? Jack said, passing the package over the back of the couch to Michael, and walked through into the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of Coke, six glasses, and sticking the bottle of tartare sauce into his pocket. He walked back into the lounge, depositing his kitchen finds on the floor, and sat down beside his wife. Michael and Jennifer were by now at the age where they wanted to be doing things every weekend, however, Jack had ruled that they could do things on Saturday night, Friday night was for family. Of course, the twins had enough sense to curb their own social lives when they had to study. Their Year 12 exams would be upon them soon. Jack reached into the mound of fried food, digging for his own fish, but at the same time throwing a potato cake and a corn jack to Anna, and a pair of Dim Sims to Tom. He squeezed tartare sauce onto his fish, and tore a bit off so he could eat one-handed, his other around Lisa?s shoulder. The kids were all facing the TV, laughing at episodes that Jack had, by now, seen at least five times each. But this was Friday night for the Decker family? --ACTIONS TAKEN? 1. The PM checks in with the advance team in Tokyo 2. Character development. Life for the Decker family OOC: Sorry I?ve been a bit quiet, real life?s a bit hectic :D Win a MacBook Air or iPod touch with Yahoo!7. http://au.docs.yahoo.com/homepageset From Chazenesq2b at aol.com Tue Aug 19 21:19:11 2008 From: Chazenesq2b at aol.com (Chazenesq2b at aol.com) Date: Tue, 19 Aug 2008 21:19:11 EDT Subject: [War] China: "Home Matters" Message-ID: "Home Matters" President Xia Hong 2nd Lieutenant Chan Hong The People's Republic of China July 26 through August 2, 2014 ================================================= (University of Beijing- Staff Lounge [July 26]) The domestic itinerary immediately before her trips to the States included far more than just the 'usual' business of receiving ministerial status reports, security analyses, study time with the issues to be brought up in California, and the like... it also included a high-profile tour of some of the nation's most elite schools. The Academy of Military Sciences in Beijing, the newly reformed Whampoa Military Academy for Arts and Sciences, the newly created National University of Military Studies (which would be handling the graduate and professional education system for China's armed forces), and a host of civilian schools. There was the National University of Science and Technology, the University of Political Science and Law, the Beijing Language and Culture University, the National Agricultural University, the newly established National Academy of Natural Resources which combined several nationally funded universities and different campuses under one banner, the Zhongnan University of Economics and Law, the Beijing Aerospace Sciences University (formally the Beijing University of Aeronautics and Astronautics), the Capital University of Medical Sciences, and the newly organized National University of the Fine Arts. A lot of schools to attend ceremonies at and give speeches. The speeches stressed a wide ranging agenda. The need for peaceful, gradual, and continuous democratization was highlighted. The need for continued, solid economic progress to help drive the engine of transformation in China was stressed. The need for high-technology developments, conservation of China's ecosystem and natural resources, as well as the development of whole new eco-friendly industries and 'Green China' policies were espoused. The need for China to maintain her leadership position in the world was addressed. The need to find new medicines, develop new medical treatments, and cure diseases. The need to grow more on less soil, to produce more with less, to be more efficient and productive. The need for more exploration, China's interior, the world entire, and beyond into the stars. The need to go higher, further, faster than ever before. The need for investment in public works... mass transit, new power sources, alternative fuels. The need for greater access, greater diversity, and greater capability in education, health care, and opportunity. The need for a stronger, more modern, more capable military. The need to right Human Rights abuses, to promote justice, equality, fairness, and tranquility. The need to continue to take stands when it came to situations like North Korea, Iran, Azerbaijan, Terrorism, and all the And last but certainly not least, the need for unity. It was in unity that China gained it's strength. China, despite most western impressions, was actually a diverse land filled with diverse people, often times separated by hundreds of years of tradition. China was a vast nation that encompassed a wide range of climates, and ethnic groups. When this diverse group was brought together, as she stated at the end of every speech... "given fair opportunity and promoting understanding and tolerance, there was 'nothing' that the 1.5 billion minds and bodies of China can not do... no challenge that can not be met... no burden that can not be borne!" There was the normal riotous applause and chanting of 'China Now, China Forever!'... the unofficially adopted slogan of Hong's agenda. There were massive public displays of patriotism, marches in support (and some in opposition) to various or all portions of the agenda... all of which were being watched by a Chinese National Police that had experienced quiet, but thorough shake-ups following the tragedies in Taiwan. Xinhua, and the minor (but growing) independent Chinese media outlets (mostly print) were interviewing passers by, getting their unbiased impression of things... as were pollsters to gauge nation confidence. Xia didn't care. Her attention was on the upcoming conference with the Americans. High hopes had been placed on a successful engagement with the world's other super-power, Hong and Williams' first chance to speak privately, away from the artificial repression of multi-lateral talks. There wasn't anything that was going to disturb her focus... And then her cell phone ring. Not the one she kept for business, her personal line. "Hello?" "Mom?" "Chan?! It is good to hear from you! Your sister was just talking about..." "Mom please, I don't have a lot of time." Chan replied with an uncharacteristic urgency. "Chan? Is something wrong?" "No, I just wanted to let you know that." The voice on the other end paused as if to brace for breaking of bad news. "There was a skirmish at the base, I'm not hurt. I'm fine actually, and the injuries were fairly minor given how bad it could have been. I just didn't want you to get a half story and end up worried, okay?" Xia nodded, though he would never know. "Okay... well I'm glad you're okay." "How's father?" "He's still in a coma." Xia's voice quaked ever so slightly when she stated that. "Mei Lu has been with him with the conference and the public appearances as of late. I'll be back with him in August... how's the situation there?" "The North Koreans have the insurgency pretty much in hand in the grand view. There are specific and sporadic instances of violence, but that's it." Chan took a deep breath. "Keep me apprised of what happens with father? I have men to attend to..." some of which were in the field hospital, though he didn't want to spook his mother ahead of such vital operations. "Okay baby... stay safe, please." "I will." Chan replied, even if he knew it was a promise he could not keep. "Good bye mother, tell Mei Lu I love her. And before I go, I wanted to tell you I met a girl." "Really?!" Xia perked up, wiping the unshed tears from her eyes with the back of her hand. "Who?" "One of the aide workers here, a young lady named Akemi. I'll tell you more when I see you. I 'do' have to go now..." They parted ways, and Xia couldn't help but be shaken by that kind of conversation. Her son, God bless him, was too virtuous to be a good liar. "Get me the action reports for the last week from Pyongyang." ******************************************************* (Executive Residence- Beijing [August 1st]) The Americans were understandably disappointed by the state visit. President Williams had been a soldier, and obviously had placed a high amount of personal interest in having the detained spies from his failed North Korean campaign released... but quite frankly they knew too much, and had 'done' too much, for Xia to have the political power to comply with that kind of a wish. They had blood on their hands, Chinese blood, in an operation the United States never really formally apologized for, and worse off tried blaming on the People's Republic to begin with. Such was the cost of pride, really. And in either case, it wasn't as if Williams was offering much for their return. There was no offer of a 'hands off' policy as far as North Korea went, no offer to reduce the size of USFK or the US forces in Japan... no offer even to retract the offer of weapons sales to Taiwan under the flimsy excuse of 'oh, well we shouldn't worry about it until they ask for something.' Xia may have looked younger than she was, but she wasn't born yesterday. It had been a rough week with the visit to America, the road trip to some of China's world renown and Premiere universities, and still trying to squeeze in time to see Wen, unconscious as he was. Sleep was something of an after thought. She had a fairly intense debate with more hard-line members of the old guard in the PNC this morning, where they were howling about her not extracting nearly enough concessions from the Americans in terms of Foreign Policy. At the same time, the 'Capitalists' as they could only be called, a strong part of her own political structure, were airing their grievances about the specter of rising environmental standards, even if it in turn stood to be in their economic benefit by opening up the American market even further to Chinese goods. Man, if this was the 'old school' days she would've just declared them all counter-revolutionary, have them and their families brutally dealt with, and force her plans through. Unfortunately, with Xinhua cameras and journalists recording her every movement, as well as her own disdain for totalitarianism, she couldn't really do that. All she could do was respond diplomatically, professionally, and eloquently to every point and/or question. Then there was the weekly Ministerial staff meeting at which MoS indicated that the Japanese were organizing a summit to discuss advancing Asia... and naturally the region's super power wasn't invited. Oh, 'and' the Japanese and the Russians were conducting a joint military training exercise in Abkhazia, a move likely to piss off the Georgians, solidify Russian control in the area, and if one was as pessimistically cynical as Bing was, likely a sign of potential bi-lateral fronts, Russia to the North and Japan to the East. She didn't put much stock in that though, the Russians had their own thing going and the Japanese weren't in a position to rape Nanjing this go around. And now that she was home, she could pour herself a glass of Napa Valley wine, draw a hot bubble-bath, and just relax. Until her phone rang. "Hello?" "Mom, it's Mei Lu." The female voice on the other ended stated quickly. "You need to get here, 'now'." ******************************************************* (The People's Hospital- Beijing Medical University [02:20 AM Local Time on August 2nd]) When a code was called in a hospital everyone and their mother's knew it. The People's Hospital was one of the finest hospitals in the world, it's wards, laboratories, and it's staff were as highly trained, educated, and equipped as any hospital on Earth, bar none. The miracles that the dedicated and highly professional staff pulled together on a routine basis was the stuff of legend and lore, and those in the know all over the world stood in awe with some of the advancements the hospital, and Beijing's Medical University, had put together as of late. Unfortunately, sometimes a patient called for more of a miracle than even they were able to provide. Five times a code had been called in the VIP suites of The People's Hospital, where politicians, high-profile patients, high-level government employees, and those common people who required special guarding or protection as well as medical treatment, 'and' all the immediate family members thereof, were treated. Five times, by nothing short of divine intervention, the dozen or so medical staff that flooded the room when a code was called had miraculously brought the first gentleman of the People's Republic back from the brink of death. The sixth time was one time too many. "Time of death... 02:20 AM. Cause of death, severe cranial trauma resulting in cerebral damage and necrosis of cerebral tissue. Ancillary causes... major diffuse internal hemorrhaging, major neurological trauma secondary to traumatic event, cardiac and pulmonary failure." The doctor pulled off his mask in sorrow. A nurse formally broke the news to Xia and Mei Lu, though both were already holding each other right outside of the room and in heavy, sobbing tears. They'd heard every word the doctor had to announce. "Madame President... I'm so sorry." =================================================== ACTIONS 1. Mostly character development. 2. First Gentleman of China finally dies. A. A spokesman from the Executive Office will break the news to the nation/world the following day. B. State funeral preparations to be made. Delegates from all nations will be invited. C. Family to be given time to grieve. **************It's only a deal if it's where you want to go. Find your travel deal here. (http://information.travel.aol.com/deals?ncid=aoltrv00050000000047) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: http://esteroic.com/pipermail/war_esteroic.com/attachments/20080819/d2e39828/attachment.html From john.penta at gmail.com Tue Aug 19 22:39:50 2008 From: john.penta at gmail.com (John Penta) Date: Tue, 19 Aug 2008 22:39:50 -0400 Subject: [War] US: Sympathy Card? Message-ID: "Sympathy Card?" 2 August 2014 (DC Time) Pres. John Williams USA ====================== Unnngh. After throwing up for the third time that morning, John Williams looked like hell. And felt worse. Luke was sick. With what, Mom and Dad were unsure. All they knew was, they were sick because of it too. "Mr. President?" asked the Secret Service agent nearest. "You sure you don't want something?" "No, just have Mrs. Rosen clear my schedule for Monday.Tell Vice President Stevens he's the one going tp Beijing." Even in a White House which had been expecting the First Gentleman of China's death, it wasn't like they'd known *when* it would come. And contrary to some expectations, they didn't welcome it. It would make things even more difficult. Williams would go to Beijing, normally. Should go. But with the way he was feeling, he knew he just wasn't the one to represent the US. Not in this condition. But he could write. But what to say? 4 hours later, he felt no better...And nothing particularly felt right to say. It was even worse than when he was simply a soldier. Now, every word counted. Hence, a very sick POTUS left the task to his Secretary of State...whose Mandarin was better, anyway. --- Actions: 1. Character development. 2. VP Stevens to represent the US in Beijing. The President is very, very sick. From vampi.digitalwytch at gmail.com Tue Aug 19 22:40:00 2008 From: vampi.digitalwytch at gmail.com (Vampi Digitalwytch) Date: Tue, 19 Aug 2008 20:40:00 -0600 Subject: [War] Romania-Repercussions Impetuous Message-ID: "Repercussions Impetuous" President Antanasia Danesti Prime Minister Simu OOC-takes place before 'Fun and Games' and 'Home Matters' Prime Minister Simu was in his office going over a few papers that would need to be submitted to Madame President. For the most part he did handle the bulk of things and only passed along what her eyes needed to see though even as the 'gate keeper', it did seem at times like there were more things that needed her attention than not.. Iordan Romaeski was standing at his post, having taken his share of ribbing for his "star career" as it was jokingly known among his colleagues. He hadn't slept well last night so he tried to get something less... stressful, though if the President was going out he would of course accompany her. Stifling a yawn he walked a small route to keep blood flowing. An aide scooted out of the Prime Minister's office and headed towards the President's office, "Iordan, could you get the President's usual coffee for me, we're short handed and she's due for a meeting here soon as I can inform her." "Of course." He walked over to the coffee pot and poured the usual cup of coffee, that he had seen her with every morning when she was at this job. "If I see her I will inform her." Antanasia emerged from her office, her good mood from the day previous still lingering around her. She definitely needed to see about scheduling some period of time for frivolity since it was so easy to forget one's self when one was in duty to their country. Pausing at her aide's desk she asked him to pull her current schedule's unscheduled moments to see what she could hash out later. So Iordan had the cup of coffee and headed down the hallway, so he could get back to his post and if things were lucky this would pass, and things would be back to normal, or as normal as they could be. Antanasia had turned around, and her eyes lit up at the sight of passing coffee. "Please tell me that is for me?", she said with a bit of a glimmer in her eyes. He nodded wordlessly then remembered his voice, "Yes ma'am" Handing her the coffee quickly. "You have just become my best friend.", Antanasia said with a smile as she took the cup, "Any news I should be aware of before I return to the office?" "The Prime minister wishes to meet with you when you have a chance." Iordan said as he went through the mental notes, "Aside from that quiet day." "We could use more quiet days.", she smiled, "Yesterday..while improper...was fun." "Yes ma'am it was." He looked a bit abashed still. "It was also a break we needed." The sounds of the Prime Minister shuffling down the hallway echoed. Antanasia caught the look and smirked, "You were a most proper demon if one had to choose." As Simu noticed her, he called her over. "Ah, duty calls." He nodded and stepped back, this time he saw one of the aides try to hurridly close a browser window before he noticed. Simu and Antanasia headed down the hall, quietly discussing matters of state, unaware of things transpiring behind them. Mioc, the aide in question was trying to get a bit of the flush in his cheeks down. Iordan just shook his head before starting the walk down after the conversant two, had that aide just brought up what he thought he brought up, he would have to check that out from the security post and if true....oh dear. Teodor was sitting at post, a steaming cup of coffee nearby and a freshly gotten box of Krispy Kremes nearby. Currently if he had to choose what was the favoured American import over for things were, it was the admittance of the Krispy Kreme franchise, even if his wife insisted those were the reason he was beginning to need to have his pantswaists let out. "Another lazy day, eh Iordan?", he asked soon as he saw the guard approach. "I prefer lazy days less chance of gunfire." He joked with the aide. "Did you see anything about our trip yesterday on the internet?" "Nothing other than the usuals with leaked footage for the speculators.", Teodor said as he got up to free the computer for Iordan, "Feel free to watch for yourself." He nodded and started watching the footage, some of it was the usual B grade movie. "Looks like the typical low grade movie." "On par for the usual Sci-Fi channel entries, but keep watching.", Teodor said as he helped himself to another doughnut. Then he saw the footage of the 'peasants' running, no real peasant would dress that way but one looked familiar..." Oh...dear...god..." "Reminds me of my wife, quiet on the outside that you never think anything of the sort but once out of her dress...wow.", Teodor said through a mumbled mouthful. If looks could kill the look Iordan would have incinerated the aide where he stood, "She IS also your president." "And also a woman even if she does tend to forget that.", Teodor said matter of factly, "Minister Simu often has to remind her of that." "As is his job." Iordan tried to be prim but he did recall the President was a woman. "I think she needs to know of this." "I was going to send the notice to the Old Man later on when we had as much as we could for information, but if you want to be the one to break the news, go on ahead." "Well I've always been one to give the bad news." He ran his hands through his hair then adjusted the American handgun off his kidney. "He's not going to like it, not too sure about her." With that he stepped in to the room and stood towards the back. Antanasia and Simu were discussing a few allocations when Iordan came in. "Yes?", Simu asked as he adjusted his glasses. "Madam President, the....trip we took yesterday...." He fidgeted with his jacket, "It sort of...leaked." Simu simply peered down his nose at Antanasia who seemed a bit surprised at it all. "We visited a film shoot.", she said, then ventured more as the piercing grandfatherly gaze from the Prime Minister silently asked further, "And...we were drafted for a scene...." "Oh dear lord...", Simu said as he rubbed the bridge of his nose, "Iordan...how did you and Marco let this happen?" "Sir, our job is to guard her not parent her." Iordan argued, "So when she got drafted Marco and I became demons and mob. Apparently the Demon summoner was played by....Erik Estrada." "Please tell me there was no nudity.", Simu said then turned to Antanasia, "Please?" "None whatsoever.", she said, almost offended. "Anything even remotely improper?", he asked the two. If the men in his commando unit could see their captain now, his face turned what could best be described as purple-red in both embarrassment and that hidden 'oh god how the hell do I answer this?' mental routine. "Uhh, define improper sir...." "Oh dear Lord....", Simu said, "I swear I've earned more hair loss now than I had grey under the predecessors. Is this worse than the farmer who glued a condom on then realized he couldn't take a piss?" At this point all Iordan was looking for was a very comfortable hole to crawl in to, he would rather go to Azerbaijan and face down the Iranian Revolutionary guard then answer any more questions and all he managed to get out was a strangled squeaking sound that sounded out of place from a decorated war hero. "Hardly.", Antanasia said, "In fact, Iordan was the demon who chased me and carried me off." That brought a baleful glare from the Old Man to the encrimsoned faced guard. Where is the nearest exit his mind started to whirl and the second part wondered, would they really execute him for shooting himself in the leg just to get out of here. "I swear, we need re-education on all levels and not just the rurals.", Simu muttered. "You are acting as if I embarked on a side career on par with that porn actress in Italy.", Antanasia stated, "This was merely harmless fun." "Actually the footage was linked by an American website called Fark.com..." Iordan continued, "You've been rated one of the hottest world leaders." "You're exaggerating.", Antanasia said as Simu pulled up the mentioned website to see how bad things actually were. "Look for yourself Madame President.", he said as he turned the screen for her to see. The headline said it all, "President of Romania puts the shake back in electoral shakeup." It was even tagged with the phrase boobies. Then they clicked on the link, the image was linked with phrases such as 'I'd hit it' 'I'd invade it' several questions about immigration to Romania, and a picture of some fat man named Studman69 talking about sharp knees. In addition there were links to other female world leaders including China's president ranking them by 'hotness' and several pictures of a French newscaster. Several proposals of marriage and a link to a website called 4chan talking about... Iordan made a mental note to have the US Secret Service investigate this 4chan site as a security risk. "I can't believe I ranked higher than Hong.", Antanasia said as she idly checked to see if she did have sharp knees. Simu sighed, "Well, at least this isn't on par with the farmer who cut his penis off while trying to check for foxes in his henhouse. We can weather this though for any out of city excursions, I strongly suggest my country house. It's quiet and out of the way." The unspoken 'less chance to make a spectacle of yourself' was conveyed as well.' Iordan nodded and tried to regain his colour. Oh dear lord this will not be good for his life, or lack thereof. Though, as far as fake peasant women went, the president did make a rather fetching one. "Very well, old friend.", Antanasia said, "If an official statement needs to be said, I was participating in a goodwill gesture for our very welcome movie making friends." "Probably won't wash but it's something.", Simu said, "Lord help us when Anton hears this. He'll be joking about it for months." That the gypsy representative did have a bit of a strong irreverent streak went without saying, this was the equal of offering a Doberman a fine steak. Iordan nodded and did his best to blend in to the wall for the meeting. "Pending any pressing concerns, then I will likely take up the offer for the house this weekend.", Antanasia said, "I don't think I will need much guarding." Simu nodded, "One guard then." He did look to Iordan as if to say 'You've been appointed so don't mess this up'. "Yes sir." Iordan nodded and was not looking forward to one weekend alone with the President. So much for sleep...perhaps caffeine might be available in pill form. "It will not be much.", Antanasia said, "Last time I was there, I slept most of the time. Didn't even get out of my nightclothes until I dressed to leave." "Yes ma'am I will begin preparing for the journey." He wanted to get away from this for now. Simu rolled his eyes and Antanasia laughed, "We're not leaving the country, just an overnight bag will be more than enough." He nodded and fled the room to get ready for the trip, boy this would be....awkward, he almost wanted to have half a company meet him there for border security, but she did say low key. -- --I know there are no lifeguards in the gene pool, but damn, there ought to be at least a few sharks in the water. -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... 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The SUN reports the part that the late Hong Wen was also a long time sufferer of herpes simplex that had been treated on the sly with valacycovir which contributed to a compromised immune system that may have exacerbated his injuries sustained in the terrorist bombing attacks one month ago. The SUN is also investigating the recent claims of a Hsaio Weici and her children that she has been the long time mistress of the late Hong Wen and raised his love children in secret. Ms. Hsaio is currently in hiding, seeking asylum in the Swiss embassy. -- --I know there are no lifeguards in the gene pool, but damn, there ought to be at least a few sharks in the water. -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: http://esteroic.com/pipermail/war_esteroic.com/attachments/20080819/746ede73/attachment.html From martellian at hotmail.com Wed Aug 20 01:54:17 2008 From: martellian at hotmail.com (Ian Martell) Date: Tue, 19 Aug 2008 22:54:17 -0700 Subject: [War] Japan: "Tragedy and Scandal" Message-ID: "Tragedy and Scandal" Prime Minister Shunichi Sato Japan 2 August 2014 ---- Akira and one of Jonouchi's aides Ryusei waited in the PM's outer office while they watched the latest news updates from NHK, on Akira's Blackberry. The story was of course the death of "The Foreign Minister is pissed," Ryusei said as the story finished. "He swears the Chinese witch poisoned him herself, just to mess with our scheduling." Akira chuckled. Sato had been somber when he heard the news but Akira agreed with Ryusei's assessment. "I heard things were on the rocks," Akira said. "Now we're going to have to hear her moan about how much he'll be missed." Ryusei snorted. Yurika, the matronly, private secretary to the Prime Minister looked up at the two young men in her part of the office and scowled. "You two are horrible." "What? It's true it's all hypocrisy, even the Prime Minister would have to say nice things about his ex-wives if they died," Ryusei reasoned. "After dancing on their graves," Akira assured them. Ryusei chuckled but Yurika shook her head and was about to object when the doors to the inner office opened and the words died on her lips as the Prime Minister and Jonouchi exited together. "Akira," Sato called to his assistant who was hurriedly putting away his phone. "We're going to be going to Beijing for this funeral." Akira nodded. "Will it interfere with the other trip?" he asked. "I hope not," Sato said. "We might need to go to Beijing on the way back, so make sure we're ready for more than just the three days." "Right," Akira said, knowing that by we, he meant, get my things ready for more than three days but such was the job. Jonouchi turned to Ryusei. "I'll need you back at the office; we need Public Affairs to draft remarks for the cabinet, and remind them to be politic, we don't know how good relations between the President and her husband were before the attack." "Yes sir, should letters and correspondence draft a note to the President." "No, the Prime Minister will do that himself." Ryusei nodded. Sentimental old coot. Their orders given, the two aides were about to leave when Akemi Sato entered the office. She was dressed casually, and jeans a light coat and T-shirt, and Akira had remembered the Prime Minister mentioning she was in town with friends today. She took one look at the group and nodded. "You heard?" "Yes," Sato said and Akira made way for him to go to his daughter. However she held up a paper as he came close. It was one of the giant-sized English language things. "All of it?" she asked. Sato took the paper from his daughter and put on his glasses, he read to himself, but from his ever darkening expression Akira could tell it was not good news. "We will need to make extra sure of the language now," he remarked when he was done and handed the paper to Jonouchi. The Foreign Minister read it and frowned. "This is disgusting," he said looking down. "If I might ask."Ryusei ventured. "The President's husband was sleeping around," Sato said bluntly. Akira nodded but frowned. "How did that come out?" Akemi looked over. "He was, sick," she said delicately. Sick. Oh! Sick. He nodded a little and looked down as if feeling the Chinese President's shame by proxy. The others were quiet too for a moment, the natural Japanese discomfort with things like taking over until Sato cleared his throat. "Alright, let's get things organized." The others nodded and as Akira made for the door to the hallway with Jonouchi and Ryusei when Akemi called out to him. "Yes Miss Sato?" he asked as he came back to her, while the Prime Minister went inside his office. "Pass the word around the Kantei, the Sun is in the dog house," she said. "Do you understand?" "Is this from him or you?" "Who do you think?" she replied. "I understand," he replied. Akemi nodded and went into the PM's the office, closing the doors behind her. Akira shook his head and followed the others out of the PM's outer office, he had work to do. Actions: 1> Sato will write a personal note to the Chinese President. 2> The Prime Minister will be going to Beijing. 3> Foreign Affairs Public Affairs department is to distribute appropriate remarks to the cabinet, god help any of them that snicker. 4> Until rescinded reporters from the Sun will be on the receiving end of the displeasure of the Kantei, missed meals on trips with the PM, 'random' security checks that make them late for press conferences, officials constantly too busy for interviews etc. From Chazenesq2b at aol.com Wed Aug 20 07:09:09 2008 From: Chazenesq2b at aol.com (Chazenesq2b at aol.com) Date: Wed, 20 Aug 2008 07:09:09 EDT Subject: [War] News Flash: Leave it to the SUN Message-ID: ROFL God damn you guys are vicious. Which reminds me... I think I have a copy of the penis chopping post around here somewhere. **************It's only a deal if it's where you want to go. Find your travel deal here. (http://information.travel.aol.com/deals?ncid=aoltrv00050000000047) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: http://esteroic.com/pipermail/war_esteroic.com/attachments/20080820/41621ca5/attachment.html From michael.michaeldowney at gmail.com Wed Aug 20 08:21:31 2008 From: michael.michaeldowney at gmail.com (Michael Downey) Date: Wed, 20 Aug 2008 09:51:31 -0230 Subject: [War] News Flash: Leave it to the SUN In-Reply-To: References: Message-ID: <6b6ab8a70808200521l4fd2f58dp54dca1ac9a100453@mail.gmail.com> Isn't the Sun an unreliable trash rag? 2008/8/20 : > ROFL > > God damn you guys are vicious. > > Which reminds me... I think I have a copy of the penis chopping post around > here somewhere. > > > ________________________________ > It's only a deal if it's where you want to go. Find your travel deal here. > _______________________________________________ > War mailing list > War at esteroic.com > http://esteroic.com/mailman/listinfo/war_esteroic.com > > From vampi.digitalwytch at gmail.com Wed Aug 20 09:05:55 2008 From: vampi.digitalwytch at gmail.com (Vampi Digitalwytch) Date: Wed, 20 Aug 2008 07:05:55 -0600 Subject: [War] News Flash: Leave it to the SUN In-Reply-To: References: Message-ID: I'd hope you did, that post of mine was classic. ROFL > > God damn you guys are vicious. > > Which reminds me... I think I have a copy of the penis chopping post around > here somewhere. > > -- --I know there are no lifeguards in the gene pool, but damn, there ought to be at least a few sharks in the water. -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... 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URL: http://esteroic.com/pipermail/war_esteroic.com/attachments/20080820/066334da/attachment.html From vampi.digitalwytch at gmail.com Wed Aug 20 10:48:38 2008 From: vampi.digitalwytch at gmail.com (Vampi Digitalwytch) Date: Wed, 20 Aug 2008 08:48:38 -0600 Subject: [War] News Flash: CNN Breaking news Message-ID: CNN has just received word of the prison breaks in China that freed forty one long held Canadian prisoners by Canadian agents. We are still awaiting confirmation that two American prisoners were freed as well. Allegedly the majority were able to escape through flights to nearby Japan, South Korea, Australia and other points South East, and we're still awaiting confirmation that the possible Americans were picked up by friendly ships somewhere in the South Pacific and are receiving medical attention before returning home. There has been no official word yet from China regarding the prison breaks or the alleged reports that have surfaced regarding the late Hong Wen. -- --I know there are no lifeguards in the gene pool, but damn, there ought to be at least a few sharks in the water. -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: http://esteroic.com/pipermail/war_esteroic.com/attachments/20080820/316439d0/attachment.html From martellian at hotmail.com Wed Aug 20 14:35:27 2008 From: martellian at hotmail.com (Ian Martell) Date: Wed, 20 Aug 2008 11:35:27 -0700 Subject: [War] Japan: "Travel Plans" Message-ID: "Travel Plans" Prime Minister Shunichi Sato Akemi Sato Japan 2 August 2014 Akemi closed the doors behind her father as they went into his office. Her father was still fuming about the article about Hong's husband. Which she supposed seemed hypocritical for a known adulterer like her father, yet she knew it wasn't that Mr. Hong had been an adulterer that angered him but that he let that crime heap so much shame on his family. "Idiot," he cursed and threw away the paper. "I wonder how long it would take for the Natuskaze to sail up to London and obliterate that rag from the face of the earth?" he mused viciously. "The Prime Minister might have something to say about it," Akemi offered lightly. "I am the Prime Minister!" Sato said. "Not of Great Briton, unless we've annexed them while I was away?" Sato shook his head and looked back at his daughter. He smiled. "I've missed you Keh-chan," he said using her childhood nickname. "Akira not working out?" she asked as she went to the sideboard and poured her father a drink. "No, no, he's fine, but he's not my daughter," he said. "Why don't you come back?" "I need a break," Akemi lied hiding her face by looking down at the drink she was pouring. "You'll just have to make do with phone calls." Her father waved the suggestion off. "Phone calls aren't the same, besides aren't I supposed to be grooming you for your own term in this chair?" "Yes, but I am young, I can take some time to get there," she said as she brought her father his drink and set it on his desk. He nodded his thanks and laughed. "You've changed, before you went to North Korea you were all ambition, like your old man." "Oh, I am ambitious," she smiled as she sat down across from him. "I couldn't be the daughter of Shunichi Sato and not be, I just realized there are other things to think about than just politics, I just need some space." Sato sipped his drink and Akemi could feel his eyes watching her searchingly. Then he nodded. "Fine, you've seen more of combat than most of the JSDF, so I suppose a few more weeks without you in the office won't kill us?" She smiled, more relieved than happy. He didn't know about Chan, yet, but that only meant it would be for her to tell him. Later, she decided, he's angry enough today. "Yes, I am sure we'll survive. Though I'd like to come with you on your trip to Beijing, I feel so sorry for President Hong, and well, you know I've always wanted to see Beijing since you and Junji went to the games without me." Sato nodded. "We might not be going directly there," he said. "We wouldn't necessarily be going together." "That's fine, I just want to pay my respects, and see the city." Sato nodded. "Then I'll arrange it with Jonouchi." Actions: 1> Char development and setting up Akemi to go with Sato to Beijing. -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: http://esteroic.com/pipermail/war_esteroic.com/attachments/20080820/4873395a/attachment.html From vampi.digitalwytch at gmail.com Wed Aug 20 14:29:21 2008 From: vampi.digitalwytch at gmail.com (Vampi Digitalwytch) Date: Wed, 20 Aug 2008 12:29:21 -0600 Subject: [War] Romania-Never a dull moment Message-ID: "Never a dull moment" President Antanasia Danesti Prime Minister Simu Gypsy Minister Anton It had been a rare chance for Antanasia to actually go home and sleep, rather than end up converting the couch in her office as a bed. Granted home was the same small apartment she'd had as she'd worked her way up the Romania Mare that was a pleasant enough walking distance from Parliament, though now there would be the obligatory unmarked car with guards watching from the street and discreet security keeping an eye from within the building She counted herself lucky that she owned no pets otherwise the flat would be a mess. Bad enough was the dust that tended to gather when she wasn't around. Hopefully today would be a nice slow day as far as things went, she mused as she stretched and padded sockfoot out of her bedroom. Unfortunately that wasn't the case as she was surprised by Anton having breezed through holding a large travel cup of coffee. "Good Morning, Madame President.", he said with a barely hidden smirk as he handed her the coffee, "President Hong's husband just passed away." While Antanasia was well used to the rather unorthodox attitudes of the Gypsy appointed Minister, for him to be in what seemed good spirits at the passing of someone other than one of Ceaucescu's crowd was in very horrible bad taste. "I do not see that as a reason for smiles, Anton.", she said flatly. "Then you will need to see this.", he grinned as he pulled out a tabloid from his back pocket. Antanasia blinked as she read the headline and flipped through to the articles in question. Well, horrible as the sentiment was, at least it wasn't anyone from her country. "If this is true, I feel sorry for both women and their children.", she said as she headed into her small kitchen and sat down. Anton followed and flipped a chair to join her. "I'm just waiting to see what happens next.", he grinned. She looked at him with a baleful glare. At this point she was convinced he didn't exist on food like a normal person but drew energy off any salacious details about anyone that went into print with the more raunchy the better. "At times I almost wish I hadn't had to remove your brother from the position.", she said, "He at least had some dignity in moments like this." "Ah, but he more than understood your reasons after his goodwill visit to Mexico, though he still smiles widely at his times in Tijuana, Ojinaga and Ciudad Ju?rez", Anton replied, trying to tone down his mood. "I know...more than I wish to ever have known...", she said, feeling a headache coming, "Let the Prime Minister know I will be there shortly." Anton nodded with a grin and breezed out the same way he'd come in, leaving Antanasia with the desire to get better locks on her doors that he hopefully couldn't pick this time around. After a shower and dressing, Antanasia took the offered car to Parliament where Simu was waiting for her. "I have already taken the liberty of drafting an appropriate letter of condolences for your approval. We only need to know if you will be attending the funeral.", the elderly minister said. "Yes, I will.", Antanasia said as they walked to her office, "As far as the rest, we will not comment or acknowledge. We will let that burn or fade on it's own." "Of course, Madame President.", he said, "And there is apparently something going on between the Canadians and China, but we have our people working on finding out more on that....and...there is another matter of which you should know." "What now? Is there a new batch of photoshops of me making the rounds?", she asked, figuring whatever happened between the Canadians and the Chinese didn't concern her or Romania for now. "No...but it would not surprise me considering your little foray into acting. Nemerenko is rumbling about motions of goodwill. He is sending Denemetov to make the motions to so far Estonia, Latvia, Lithuania, Belarus, Ukraine, Georgia, Azerbaijan and Kazakhstan.", Simu stated. "How nice...stops just short of us.", Antanasia said dryly, "I wonder what Poland, Hungary, Austria and the rest of us who aren't right on the Russian border to not directly cause trouble or remind them of the boot they crushed us with feel about this." "So far, we haven't heard anything...but we can ask through the usual discreet channels. I would imagine some sourness but then, who knows with them.", Simu said. "Do check when possible. I want to be prepared for should Nemerenko decide to eventually 'say hey' as the Americans would phrase it.", she said as they entered her office. "Agreed, Madame President.", Simu said as he sat down, "The other Ministers have noticed and begun rumbling." "I expect as much. Soon as we hear from the others, we will discuss our direction with this. I know some will be wanting reparations or something along those lines." "And you, what would you want?" "I..I don't know...apologies for the brutalities, reparations? What is in the past should stay there. I will not have us wailing about 'poor us who suffered and want trinkets' to salvage their guilt now that they want to be the teddy bear rather than the rampaging voracious black bear they've been. I will not tarnish the progress we've made on our own with such. Moreso, I would rather us wait and see while continuing to make ourselves of note on our own merits.", she said. Simu nodded, then smiled. "Much like your father would've said himself." Antanasia smiled softly, "I guess in some ways, I am truly my father's daughter." ------------------------------------- Actions: 1) Extend Romania's deepest sympathies and condolences to President Hong's recent loss along with Antanasia's attending the funeral. 2) Take a wait and see stance towards Russia's good will motions while finding out what the other former socialist countries who aren't currently included in the good will tour's opinions are -- --I know there are no lifeguards in the gene pool, but damn, there ought to be at least a few sharks in the water. -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... 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For right now Xia had to put herself aside... the grieving widow was forced to put her 'game face' on by an extremely opportunistic move by the Canadians. In the Executive Residence's Situation Room, the full Ministry, whether their particular agencies were involved or not, was gathered. "How the 'hell' did this happen?!" Xia growled, her voice misleadingly quiet, though the tone of her voice belied the fact she 'was' very angry. "It was an unbelievably organized mission. They managed to strike when most of the government was away, and they knew exactly 'who' they were looking to breaking out." Prime Minister Zim Lao looked over at the situational report. "We don't have a final number on casualties yet." "Are you saying this was a state sponsored action?" Xia glared. "Madame President..." Marrim Cai, Minister of Security and Intelligence (MSI) leaned forward, his hands folded on the table. "The obvious skill and organization of this attack, and my agency firmly believes it 'was' an attack, could only be handled by a small number of nations. Canada, if the Americans were helping them, would certainly be one of those nations. We've had some believed Canadian and American agents under observation in North Korea and in China for some time... we believe it possible they may have directly or indirectly participated in the attack." "Williams..." Lao roared. "I told you any kind of negotiation with a fanatic like him was impossible!" Xia gave him the classical female 'shut the fuck up' sign with the palm of her hand. "Pick up these suspects. I want all agencies on maximum alert. Move any prisoners we 'do' find to a secured facility 'away' from any transportation infrastructure and under triple guard 24 hours. I want every egress out of this country locked down and a nation wide dragnet. No ship will enter or leave a Chinese or North Korean port without being thoroughly searched and cleared. No plane will take off from a Chinese airport without being searched, and the Air Marshall's service will inspect every plane, cargo, passengers, crew, 'and' support staff, before they're allowed to depart." Peng from MoJ and Marrim both nodded. Qiang from Commerce was busily writing down what agencies he had authority over that might be of use with regards to inspecting port and shore facilities. Zim already had his office organizing the Chinese National Police and the various municipal and provincial police forces to begin thorough searches of 'everywhere'. "Bing, CNN is reporting that they may have tried fleeing to 'friendly' ships in the South China Sea. I want you and Marrim to 'find' those ships, find any ships 'heading' there, and any military vessels bearing either American or Canadian military markings not expressly authorized by our government to be operating in Chinese territorial waters or airspace that 'are' are to be captured. If they resist, destroy them." "I'm on it." Bing muttered as he dialed up his office and yelled at the poor General he reached to organize a response. "We 'should' be talking to the Americans on this." Dewei Li, the 'old lady' liberal of the group with an obvious pair of balls to be suggesting such a thing peeped up. "Talking with the Americans is what 'started' this." Zim sneered. "Williams had always been fixated on getting his 'men' back... we should be taking a hard stand..." "You're both right." Xia figured it best to nip this in the bud before the two started beating the crap out of each other. "A clear message has to be sent. Li, you will inform the American and Canadian ambassadors that they have 24 hours to vacate Chinese territory. In the case of the Canadian staff, I want their embassy and 'all' of their consulates shut down. Any one who's not a Chinese citizen working at those facilities had better be gone in 24 hours, and those who 'are' Chinese citizens will need to be put under protective custody, I don't want anyone taking revenge against them because of this. That being said, the American consulates will be allowed to remain open, and the consulate in Shanghai will serve as our open line of communication to the Americans." Xia was a student of political history, and she learned from the lessons of the Cuban missile crisis. One super-power should 'never' leave the other without a way of backing out and saving face simultaneously. This was unfortunately something Williams never seemed to grasp. "I also want our agencies working with the North Koreans to secure their nation as well. It stands to reason that if the west is willing to strike us here, that they would be willing to strike Pyongyang too. Bing, the Army needs to..." "Full dragnet, I know." Bing nodded as he looked up from the phone. "Xia, if we 'do' find American Special Forces of Intelligence operatives..." "I'm not going to let them continue killing Chinese soldiers and police while we play the high-road and arrest them... only to have other people get killed and the world shun us for taking prisoners. If they give up without a fight fine, but if they resist... lethal force is authorized." Bing nodded to Xia. "You have a go if they resist." And with that he hung up the phone. "I want American and Canadian NGO's out of North Korea and out of China. Send them with our thanks, help them meet the deadlines if you can. Call up the reserves and the People's militias if you need to, but I want them out for their own protection as soon as possible. Make sure they are all vetted to insure they're not the ones responsible for this. It should go without saying that I want a complete investigation." "Madame President, this 'is' an act of war." Zim said from behind all too stereotypical Asian like glasses. "You can't let them think they can attack Chinese 'soil' without consequences..." "I don't intend to, Prime Minister." Xia 'really' needed an Anacin tablet or two right now. "But a war with Canada means a war with America, therefore we need to give the Americans enough time to react to what happened, assess the situation, and speak with us 'rationally'. We 'will' exhaust all peaceful alternatives before resorting to force, and if we need to resort to force we'll do so judiciously. That being said, we will put the 2nd Artillery on ready standby, authorize regular training schedules and a few preparations for a Nuclear strike... we need to make sure the Americans understand we're serious, but we're willing to talk." "And if 'they' don't want to talk?" Xia sighed. "Then I go before the PNC and we'll get authority to use force if we need to. Li, fly to New York yourself and head to the United Nations. We will request a vote condemning this operation and seeking recompense and sanctions. Also let Australia, Japan, Russia... all of our neighbors know in general what we will be doing and that we will appreciate and expect their cooperation. It's best that nobody make a wrong move here." ===================================================== ACTIONS 1. FULL dragnet in China. Nothing leaves or enters either North Korea or China without being searched and cleared. If the Canadians are able to strike on Chinese soil, they're likely able to hit North Korea too. Mutual Defense protocols apply. a. Any and all prisoners recaptured who don't resist are to be relocated to a secret facility under triple guard 24-7. Those who do resist will be killed. If they're about to escape, they will be killed. b. Any unauthorized American or Canadian military aircraft or naval vessels operating in Chinese Air Space or territorial waters will be sunk on sight, this includes submarines. All ships from abroad to be recalled and anti-submarine and anti-surface sorties of aircraft and ships are to be launched. c. Any known or suspected Canadian or American spy agents operating in China, regardless of their reasons for being there, are to be dragged in for questioning. Again, if resistance is encountered, shoot. d. (By reasonable extension) All borders and egress points from China or North Korea to be on lock down. South Korean and Taiwanese forces are to be apprised of what is happening enough to avoid incidents, but they will be kept in the dark about the dragnet in the event they are helping. 2. All Chinese Armed Forces, including it's Nuclear force, are to go to readiness. Full mobilizations of reserves and people's militia forces to support manpower needs. 3. US and Canadian ambassadors receive 24 hours notice to leave. After 24 hours, their embassies will be forcefully (if necessary) entered and anyone inside detained in accordance with Geneva convention rules. Canadian Consulates are given the same rule. All Canadian and American citizens in China are to be vetted through MSI databases, and any spies or agents turned up will be detained. T a. The American Consulate in Shanghai will be allowed to remain open for the sake of maintaining a stable communication line with the Americans, and vicariously the Canadians. It will be made unofficial knowledge that China isn't looking for a fight, but someone 'must' pay. 4. Complete investigation into the incident by MoJ and MSI personnel. Count up the dead and wounded caused by the raid. Analyze videotapes, satellite feeds, communications intercepts, etc to paint a complete picture of what happened and how to keep it from happening again. 5. China to submit (ceremoniously most likely) to vote on the UN General Assembly and Security Council Floors a general condemnation of the raid, characterizing it as 'State Sponsored Terrorism' as a soft target was attacked by a military force and civilian police officers killed, without reason. The condemnation will demand recompense and a public statement of remorse and apology for the actions. a. (By reasonable extension.) War Crimes charges to be brought against the Canadian Prime Minister and relevant government officials, as well as those who carried out the raid, before the International Court of Justice and the International Criminal Court. 6. Other Secret Actions as to be discussed in a later post. **************It's only a deal if it's where you want to go. Find your travel deal here. (http://information.travel.aol.com/deals?ncid=aoltrv00050000000047) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: http://esteroic.com/pipermail/war_esteroic.com/attachments/20080820/24a3ff0d/attachment.html From vampi.digitalwytch at gmail.com Wed Aug 20 23:51:00 2008 From: vampi.digitalwytch at gmail.com (Vampi Digitalwytch) Date: Wed, 20 Aug 2008 21:51:00 -0600 Subject: [War] Romania-Good Lord y'all Message-ID: "Good Lord y'all..." President Antanasia Danesti After dealing with the usuals of the day, Antanasia headed home to prepare packing for the trip to China for Hong Wen's funeral. Slightly bending the usual use of her guards, she did request one to come and get drafted to help her pack. Iordan had been checking the internet again, just to make sure the insanity with the President had been curtailed when he began seeing warnings pop up about China. Walking in to the room where Antasia was packing he waited quietly. "Ah, Iordan is it?", Antanasia said, "Could you please help me with getting the grey box down from the top shelf in the closet?" His first argument of, he was a bodyguard and trained commando not a sherpa died when he recalled getting dragged in to playing a zombie so he reached up for the grey box and tugged on it. Soon as the box tipped, a few casually tossed to get out of the way undergarments fell down, promptly landing on the man so he now had headgear of bikini panties and a bra. He took the box out to the main room, then he checked the mirror, "Oh...." then dusted the underthings on to the dresser with a surprising speed. Antanasia caught his actions out of the corner of her eye and stifled a giggle. It was rather silly in a cute way. "Thank you.", she said with a soft smile as she took the box from him to get out a few envelopes of silk stockings. "How were things standing after I left?", she asked as she continued to pack. "Well a special operations unit operated in China rather efficiently struck at a prison and surprise they were holding a mess of Canadians and two Americans. Hong is shall we say not having a good day." Antanasia paused in her packing. This had to be the thing Simu mentioned earlier. "Lord...she has my pity since the papers everywhere will be crucifying her that she's losing control with her life and position.", she said, "Has there been any official or unofficial word yet as to how she's handling any of this?" "Well she is angry, and she has actually ordered the US and Canadian Embassies closed, and their ambassadors out of the country, and is threatening war." He frowned, "It is a...concern." While yes, it was a concern, so far it hadn't hit that point that Simu was on the line telling her to get back to the office quickly. "Well, this certainly causes some interesting times, so so much for that ancient Chinese curse.", she said as she sat down, leaving her packing as was and grabbed a phone. She spoke with Simu who was still in the going over things stage but didn't feel she needed to come in right away. Morning however left the possibility it'd be living out of the office for a while again. They would wait to hear what would go on about the funeral as well as carefully watch the rest of the world's reactions to this. It was odd that other than the mention of two Americans freed that could have very easily lied about their nationality to be freed with the rest, President Hong was acting as though the Americans helped with full guns blaring. "Well Iordan, I did request for the guard duty to last the rest of the evening, but it looks like the trip to China is on hold for now. If you wish to go you may, or join me with watching a movie.", she said, figuring Simu would really feel safer if she had a guard very close as a precaution even though she wasn't one of those involved but equally giving Iordan a quasi out for what would probably be the most boring shift he'd ever had. He paused, "The movie actually sounds quite good, I have been working far too long Madame President." She smiled. While she'd not made much motion towards getting to know many of her understaff since she usually was too busy, part of her was pleased he accepted. Give her a chance to once again touch base with those who had faith in her. "Excellent, I will change and gather what I can for snacks, you get comfortable and pick something off the shelf.", she said. He nodded, "Of course. Comfortable he was her bodyguard, that job did not get comfortable, you just did your job, besides it was hard to get comfortable with a pistol in his kidney. Antanasia changed into comfortable yet modest sweatpants and an oversized t-shirt, and brought in a bowl of chips and a bag of candy. She was surprised to see Iordan still in full suit. "You can take off your coat, loosen your tie, even take off your shoes.", she said with a half smile, "I do know you are armed." He nodded, she looked more comfortable, and less...constricted, so he took off his jacket and removed his tie. The one thing he couldn't comfortably remove without stripping off his shirt would be the kevlar vest he wore. So he kicked off his shoes and then sat down. "Isn't that better?", she smiled as she set the bowl and bag on the coffee table, "What sort of movie do you have a taste for?" "Well I'd say if we can get the Sci Fi Channel we may end up seeing our starring roles, or in this case something very similar." She tossed him the remote and sat down on the couch next to him, "You have the control so flip away." He flipped around and the room was full of music as the last movie ended, this one was filmed in Canada and had a mutant killer grizzly. It was the sort of 'turn your brain off and watch' types of films, which considering if things went badly between China, Canada and the US that they'd all end up throwing bombs around, was the sort of thing that after time one did expect that they'd all suffer due to the 'big dogs' that one really couldn't get worked up about it if it did become an inevitability, was probably what was needed. If one was going to end up dying in the blaze World War three was long postulated, why not take it easy when it comes. Though since it had been a long day, Antanasia began to doze, ending up using Iordan's shoulder as a comfy pillow. Ok this was one of those moments he did not get briefed on, yes she was his President, he had sworn to give his life to defend her, but she was a woman, and for a man in peak physical shape with a job that was the quintessential macho job, his personal life had been rather....lacking. So he sat quietly as she dozed on his arm, not wanting to move. Antanasia was out like the proverbial light, even snuggling up in her sleep, making it fairly clear she wasn't going to be waking anytime soon. Iordan scooped her in his arms, the leader of his country, oh gods if the tabloids got pictures of this he would end up being transferred to somewhere less pleasant. So he carried her to the bedroom as she slept. She snuggled up some as he carried her, the hardness of his kevlar apparently not mattering. Her bedroom was rather average, though a teddy bear from childhood sat on a dresser. Before he left for the night Iordan did look at the pictures that were set around, her growing up, including the picture every Romanian had in the uniform as a child. He picked up the teddy bear and set it next to her. Then he went out the couch and laid down, falling dead asleep. ---------------------------- Actions: 1) Find out if the funeral is still on or what? 2) More wait and see what happens next -- --I know there are no lifeguards in the gene pool, but damn, there ought to be at least a few sharks in the water. From john.penta at gmail.com Thu Aug 21 00:41:32 2008 From: john.penta at gmail.com (John Penta) Date: Thu, 21 Aug 2008 00:41:32 -0400 Subject: [War] US: Here we go again. Message-ID: "Here we go again" 3 August 2014 Pres. John Williams USA =============== "Damn." John Williams didn't know whether to be impressed. Or pissed. Impressed, because the Canadians had pulled off one of the hardest ops that he could imagine having occurred in years. Pissed, because they'd just gone ahead and done it, and the Chinese were pissed at both of them. Either way, he had a situation to deal with. "Okay, first things first," he briefed his cabinet, after they'd discussed things. "Shut down every post in China - except Shanghai," Williams decided. "Burn all classified documents, the usual 'we're outta here' procedures. "Tell Vice President Stevens that our position is this: "He continues to Beijing, We're going to keep talking. "We're still trying to figure out exactly what the Canadians pulled - We're as surprised as *they* are, to be honest." "Meanwhile, put safehouse protection on our rescued." "Thinking of Melenkov?" Secretary Hill asked. "Yup." The story of the defector killed by the Bulgarians, Georgi Melenkov, was hard to forget. "After that?" "We wait." --- Actions: OOC: I'm writing with a headache, I know this is short. 1. All diplomatic posts in China, except Shanghai, to be shut down. Burn the sensitive documents, bolt the doors, we're goin home! 2. Rescued CIA personnel to be kept in safehouses, safe from the Chinese. 3. Signal to China that we're still trying to figure out what happened, too. From martellian at hotmail.com Thu Aug 21 03:19:55 2008 From: martellian at hotmail.com (Ian Martell) Date: Thu, 21 Aug 2008 00:19:55 -0700 Subject: [War] Japan: "Back on the Brink" Message-ID: "Back on the Brink" Prime Minister Shunichi Sato Japan 3 August 2014 ------------------- Sato was quite frankly stunned and surprised by the news that CNN and now most recently his top man at Koancho had just told him, the Canadians had just rescued over forty people from China. Hong was going to be pissed. He knew he was, not for the rescue but because they brought their freshly rescued prisoners through Japan, which dragged the land of the rising sun into this matter. "The Americans have to be involved," Inukai said. "No way this was the Canadians alone." The usual crisis crowd was in the Prime Minister's office, Inukai, Mura, Akira, and Director Yoshida were all seated around the Prime Minister's desk. Jonouchi had been there too, but left the room to take a call from the Chinese Embassy. "Likely," Yoshida agreed. "I don't see the Canadians doing this on their own, CSIS isn't exactly the CIA, and even the CIA would have trouble doing this." Mura nodded. "Definitely the US, but why didn't they or the Canadians tell us? Aren't we supposed to be the front line against China?" Sato was pretty sure why they weren't told, and it had a little something to do with the confession of Japanese involvement in the American support of the North Korean insurgency he had made to Hong. Japan was out of the loop. "Guess they don't trust us," Inukai said, he sounded a bit hurt by that. He had a good relationship with the American forces in Japan. "Let get all the facts before we start jumping to unreasonable conclusions," Sato warned the men around the room. And then as if on cue, the doors of the office opened to admit Jonouchi. "Ah, what's the word from Beijing?" Sato asked. Jonouchi told them. Sato ran his hands over his face and leaned back in his chair. He needed a drink. Didn't Vladivostok count for anything? We just clawed ourselves back from this last year! Everyone was talking, except Akira, who was just trying sitting there. Jonouchi was calling for balance, Inukai, for siding with the Chinese, Yoshida was asking for time to investigate. He held up his hand and the room fell silent. He let out a breath. "Jonouchi, is the Chinese ambassador on his way?" "Yes," he said. "Akira, get the staff to get a bottle of his favorite whiskey up here, I'll see him for a drink as soon as he arrives." His aide rose and left the room. "What's our position going to be?" Jonouchi asked. "If I knew that I'd be a much better politician. Right now I think we'll surprise him and tell him the truth, we knew nothing and what we know right now can be seen on CNN. but we are investigating?" the last was directed to Yoshida. "Yes sir, we are, but we're fairly sure we know how it was done, US and Canadian citizens don't need an entry Visa for stays under three months, all they'd need is a valid passport from either country." "Perhaps we should review that policy?" Jonouchi suggested. "At least for the sake of sending a message." Sato nodded. "Agreed." "What's our stance to the media?" asked Mura. "Same as what we'll tell the Chinese, we weren't informed and we're investigating the situation." "And if they ask about the Chinese resolution?" "We'll say we're investigating, we will not vote without all the facts." The men in the room nodded. "Okay, anything else?" "Do we bring the Japanese forces to heightened alert?" asked Inukai. Sato thought about it and shook his head. "Keep up our end of the defense treaty with the Americans, but nothing more, Hong's still in control, and we'd only be making things difficult by raising tensions." They nodded. "And the Azerbaijan trip?" asked Inukai. "Still on until we know more," Sato said. The Defense Minister made a sound of agreement and Jonouchi asked. "Do we want to call Ottawa and Washington?" "Yes, and Moscow, Nemerenko wants stability in the region and so do we, perhaps we can coordinate our efforts to keep things under control." "Beijing?" "I'll bring it up with the Ambassador." With that, and Akira returning with the whiskey and the news that the Ambassador's car was pulling up, the meeting broke up and alone the Prime Minister opened the bottle and poured himself a drink. Actions: 1> Surprise and speculation abounds. 2> Japan's official response to China is, we don't know what happened, but we're looking into it. Complete cooperation is given to the Chinese in so far as investigation goes, Japan has nothing to hide. 3> The governement's response to questions from the press is the same as it is for the Chinese, however adding we're looking at reviewing our immigration laws in regards to Canadian and US visitors entering without a visa. 4> Start making phone calls. US and Ottawa first: WTF guys? A little warning, we're walking a tightrope with China as it is. Moscow: Offer to coordinate any diplomatic efforts with them to keep things sane. Beijing: If it's the right time, and only to reiterate the position of the Japanese government. From martellian at hotmail.com Thu Aug 21 03:41:31 2008 From: martellian at hotmail.com (Ian Martell) Date: Thu, 21 Aug 2008 00:41:31 -0700 Subject: [War] Japan: "Checking In" Message-ID: "Checking In" Prime Minister Shunichi Sato Akemi Sato Japan 3 August 2014 --------------- Akemi was in the Sori Kantei the official residence, watching TV when she heard the news. "No." she breathed and she reached for the phone and was about to dial the number Chan gave her to reach him but realized two things, first this was a phone in the residence of the Prime Minister of Japan, and she did not want to answer questions from Director Yoshida's men about why she was calling North Korea, and second she realized with the upcoming funeral Chan was likely back in Beijing and she wasn't about to be calling directory assistance there just now. Instead she dialed an inside extension, her father's private line. The phone picked up. "Hello?" "Father it's me, what is going on?" "Did you see it on TV?" Sato asked. "Yes," she said. "Then you know what we do." "Oh," she said. She had learned since her father took office how little the government really knew. "Is the funeral still on?" "I'll ask the Chinese Ambassador, he's on the way up." "Okay, what are we going to do?" "Wait and see mostly, it's too early to make good decisions." "Xia Hong is our best shot for peace," Akemi blurted out. "She really does want reform, she's just, you know, a Chinese politician." Sato chuckled. "Yes, I know," he said. "I should go, but don't worry, if we can sort this out without a war and without losing Hong, we will." "We?" "You and I Ke-chan. After all who better?" She laughed. "Don't drink so much," she teased him. "You're getting delusional." He snorted. "I haven't drunk enough, besides Churchill got through World War II and he drank like a fish." "That's an exaggeration," Akemi retorted. "How do you know that?" "Who went to school in England?" "Good point, anyhow I'm fine, but I should go." "Alright, have a good night." "Good night." The phone clicked off and Akemi set down the receiver. Hoping everything was going to turn out alright. Actions: 1> Character development. From michael.michaeldowney at gmail.com Thu Aug 21 13:49:03 2008 From: michael.michaeldowney at gmail.com (Michael Downey) Date: Thu, 21 Aug 2008 15:19:03 -0230 Subject: [War] Russia: "Fools, Damn Fools, and Politicians" Message-ID: <6b6ab8a70808211049t2d26d96dx31391d0add345126@mail.gmail.com> "Fools, Damn Fools, and Politicians" President Leonid Nemerenko Russian Federation 03 August 2014 -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- If ever there was a time Nemerenko could have sympathized with the nations watching from the sidelines as the United States and Soviet Union bickered over a pointless rivalry, now long moot, it was now. Except this time the game was more dangerous, being fought with a recklessness and shortsighted arrogance that made the old Russo-American cold war seem like a lovers quarrel. Nemerenko dearly wanted Denemetov by his side, her keen diplomatic mind always an asset, but she had already departed for her goodwill tour of the former Soviet republics and he had decided to have that go ahead. Let some semblance of sanity continue in the world. "I have no doubt in my mind that the Americans are behind this," said Dimitri Fradkin, director of the SVR. "CSIS has nowhere near the trainig, experience, technology, connections or budget to carry out an operation such as this purely on there own. I mean even for us, the CIA or MI6 such an undertaking would be incredibly risky and difficult. It must have been a joint collaboration between Washington and Ottawa." "Are they mad?" exclaimed Yevgeni, Nemerenko's chief of staff and chief adviser. "Even at the height of the Cold War such an undertaking by either us or the Americans against the other would be completely unthinkable! What they have done is state-sponsored terrorism and gross violation of China's sovereignty! A blatant act of *war*! If Chinese agents raided prisons in the mainland United States and started breaking criminals and terrorists out, murdering guards and peace officers and put the escapees on boats to neutral countries, the USFK would be halfway to Pyongyang by now. I can only imagine what Hong will do." "The situation is indeed quite grave, comrades," agreed Nemerenko with a casual nod. No need to get all worked up. The White House and Forbidden City would be doing enough of that. "I thought you could be a man that I could work with Ivan Williams," mused the President aloud. "Now I see you are a reckless, narrow minded warmonger." Regardless of China's creation of a puppet North Korea, which wasn't even that much of a moral sin in Nemerenko's eyes, he plainly saw China as the victim and the US and their Canadian lapdogs as the aggressors. They had violated innumerable UN convetnions and international laws. It seemed that the Americans still maintained the same archaic attitude that they always did: the world was their playground and they could do whatever they wanted without consequence. Except China wasn't some small, weak little Arab nation that could be smacked around without fear of reprisal. China was one of the most powerful military forces on Earth. One that had nuclear weapons. Perhaps Williams had forgotten that to. Or did he expect the hand of God to come down and swat away the Chinese ICBMs? The American president had not struck Nemerenko as possessing the same religious fanaticism as the rest of the Republican party, but obviously the man was not rational by any means so the possibility could not be ruled out. "Under normal circumstances I would not involve myself in the squabbles of foreign nations," began Nemerenko after a moment of thought. "But what the Americans and Canadians have done violates the principle of national sovereignty. Not to mention demonstrates how the Americans view the world as their private little toy to use and abuse, and has brought China and the United States to the edge of war." Because right now the PLAN was looking for US or Canadian ships in their territorial waters to fight and sink. All it would take was one sailor on either side killed and the Pacific would run red with the blood of many more. "Such aggression, such *needless* aggression cannot go unpunished. Therefore we will vote in favor of China's UN resolution condemning the United States or Canada." "The Americans might view that as us siding with the Chinese," noted Yevgeni. "Come to think of it, it might be viewed by the CHINESE as us siding with the Chinese. Are we?" "No," said Nemerenko. "This isn't so much about the ills of China as it about sovereignty, the right of every state, and the reckless behaviour of the Americans. Washington will veto the resolution anyway but we must offer at least a token protest against their aggression. Sato sent us a message didn't he?" "Yes. He wants to coordinate diplomatic efforts to keep things 'calm.'" "Tell him this," instructed Nemerenko. "Blame in this situation lies plainly with the United States and Canada. If Japan truly wants to see peace in the Far East, as Russia does, then they should warn the Americans about just how foolish they have been." --- Actions: 1) Russia does not believe Canada would be capable of such an action on its own and accuses the United States of being behind the 'attack' on China. 2) Russia publicly denounces the actions of the United States and Canada as "aggressive, reckless, illegal and dangerous." 3) Vote in favor of the Chinese resolution condemning the United States and Canada 4) Reply to Japan: if you want stability, talk some sense into Washington 5) Quite message to China: we're not happy about what has occurred but for the moment we will only give you moral support. From john.penta at gmail.com Thu Aug 21 14:35:36 2008 From: john.penta at gmail.com (John Penta) Date: Thu, 21 Aug 2008 14:35:36 -0400 Subject: [War] US: Back away, back away quickly Message-ID: "Back away, back away quickly" 4 Aug 2014 Pres. John Williams USA ======================== "It was their idea. We provided satellite photos and didn't ask what they were asking for, period. No support beyond that to the operation." a still deathly-sick-looking Williams explained to a press corps that clearly didn't believe him. "In future, we won't be so trusting. If I'd known it was going to be for one of the more...interesting ways for Canada to punch above their weight, I'd have probably refused to help." It was an understatement. Since the world had already fingered the Canucks, there seemed no harm in aiming things at Ottawa wholesale. Sure, it'd make US-Canadian relations awkward to say the least, for a bit, but it seemed rather more important to defuse the Cuba-level crisis currently on the planet's radar. Truthfully, a less medicine-addled head (and the utter silence from Ottawa) had focused John Williams's attention on Canada's role in things. He -had- been entirely too trusting. He hated pitching Prime Minister McColl under the bus like this in public, but the Canadians had been dumb enough to pick the -worst- possible timing to execute their op. "We are considering certain compensatory measures to the People's Republic, yes. Namely, I am offering the families of those killed a onetime payment of $50,000, equal to the death gratuity paid to US servicemembers," Williams replied to a question. "Let me be very clear," Williams replied to another question, this time from Izvestia, "We had nothing to do with this beyond supplying satellite photography to Canada. We are NOT saying 'we did it', and I hope people understand the difference. We were at best an unwitting assistant to this operation, at worst entirely too trusting. Nonetheless, if American compensation would help to solve this, we can offer it." "It'll come out of the budget for US-Canadian affairs, yes," Williams fielded a third question. --- Actions: 1. Pitch Canada in front of the bus. Sorry, Ottawa. 2. Admit that the US provided Canada with satellite photos - not a smart thing to be so trusting in retrospect. 3. Offer $50k per dead person to families of Chinese dead. 4. That's the ONLY compensation on offer. 5. Say sorry for supporting a rabid...um, Canuck. From dantheman2210 at yahoo.com.au Thu Aug 21 19:13:37 2008 From: dantheman2210 at yahoo.com.au (Daniel Sanderson) Date: Thu, 21 Aug 2008 16:13:37 -0700 (PDT) Subject: [War] Australia: Whole World's Going To Hell Message-ID: <276820.63188.qm@web39105.mail.mud.yahoo.com> OOC: Slight backpedal for me here, I was up to the 8th but everything?s been happening behind me, I?ll take a step back. IC: ?Whole World?s Going To Hell? Prime Minister Jack Decker Australia Monday August 4 2014 * TO: President Xia Hong, People?s Republic Of China FRM: Prime Minister Jack Decker, Commonwealth of Australia RE: CONDOLENCES SENT: SUNDAY AUGUST 3 2014 MADAME PRESIDENT, WORDS CANNOT EXPRESS MY SORROW AT THE NEWS OF YOUR HUSBAND?S DEATH. PLEASE ACCEPT THE SYMPATHIES OF MYSELF, MY FAMILY, THE AUSTRALIAN GOVERNMENT AND THE AUSTRALIAN PEOPLE AS A WHOLE. IN FRIENDSHIP, AND IN SYMPATHY JACK DECKER * ?Whole world?s going to hell.? Decker grumbled as he threw the daily newspaper onto his desk. His Defence and Foreign Affairs Ministers, and a representative from the intelligence community, the mysterious Adam Goddard, stood in front of him, along with Lucas. ?The Canadian?s are going Chuck Norris on us in China?? ?Appears that way.? Goddard said, his tone flat, neutral, which just made him appear creepier. ?How?? Minister King asked, more rhetorically. ?They don?t have a huge amount of long-range tanker support?I can see why they think the Yanks had a hand in it, this is their type of op.? ?Used to be a day when you knew who would run ops like this.? Decker grunted. ?Then we had the Chinese excursion into Iran, and this?? ?World?s not as simple as it used to be.? Lucas pointed out. ?True enough.? The PM nodded. ?President Williams has made a statement.? Joanna reported. ?They provided intelligence as a friendly gesture to Canada, without knowing what it was for.? ?China?s not going to buy that.? Goddard pointed out. ?Neither will the world community, but what else could he do?? Decker asked. ?On a side note,? Goddard added. ?The US President looks quite unwell.? Decker stared the spook down. ?And the relevance of that it?? Goddard shrugged. ?Just giving you intelligence sir.? ?You can go now Mr. Goddard.? Decker said sternly. Sometimes, spooks just gave you the shits, rather then any clear answers. ?What else do we know Joanna?? ?The Russians have condemned the US-Canadian operation. All US diplomatic posts, save for Shanghai, have been closed down. Japan is sending out messages wanting to know what the hell is going on, and why they didn?t have a heads up.? ?That?s one factor.? Peter said. ?If the US had been behind it, the Japanese would probably know. Any rescue operations by US forces would have been staged out of Okinawa or South Korea, unless they made the poor chopper pilots fly and tank all the way across the Pacific.? ?What do we do?? ?A neutral statement.? Lucas suggested. ?Cross our fingers for regional stability.? ?There?s a resolution in the Security Council.? Joanna added. ?China and Russia are already onboard. France might jump onboard; they don?t like people rocking the boat. The UK and the US are the wildcards, is Williams scorned enough to vote on a global reprimand of Canada?? ?Time will tell.? Decker said, pinching the bridge of his nose. ?Work on that statement, and I?ll look it over before it goes to the press.? ?There?s also a leak about the former First Gentlemen?s autopsy report?? Lucas went on to say, and Decker waved it off. ?I saw the papers. The man?s dead, and his wife, probably the second most powerful world leader, is mourning. You?d think the press would know not to try and piss her off. What?s done is done.? He?d hoped this week would be domestic week, the Education and Human Services Departments were churning out some new legislation, and with the Japan summit in good hands (one of his old DFAT buddies was over there doing advance work now) he thought it might be a good week for him to boost his approval rating. He was doodling with a pen, and then looked down and smiled at what he?d written. An old US military phrase, FIDO. Fuck It, Drive On. Deal with what you?ve got happening, no point getting down in the dumps when things don?t go the way you?d planned. ?Thanks guys. Keep me in the loop on what?s going on in the UN.? --ACTIONS TAKEN? 1. A message of sympathy to the President of the PRC. 2. Australia to release a neutral statement, that we hope for regional stability, and don?t like it when people risk that stability. Something that hopefully won?t hurt any of our relations?just make us look like we?ve got the world title for Fence Sitting. 3. Australia slightly wary about who was behind the operation. While the US says they had nothing to do with it, it would be a different Canadian military we?d be looking at if they pulled it off on their own. 4. Australia to monitor what goes on at the UN in regards to this. 5. The Australian PM dismisses the leaked autopsy report. What the former First Gentleman of the PRC got up to when he was alive has no relevance to the current issue. Win a MacBook Air or iPod touch with Yahoo!7. http://au.docs.yahoo.com/homepageset From vampi.digitalwytch at gmail.com Thu Aug 21 19:41:42 2008 From: vampi.digitalwytch at gmail.com (Vampi Digitalwytch) Date: Thu, 21 Aug 2008 17:41:42 -0600 Subject: [War] Romania-It's morning, we're awake Message-ID: "It's morning, we're awake" President Antanasia Danesti OOC-this takes place just before 'Fools, Damn Fools, and Politicians" Antanasia was admittedly surprised to wake up in her bed, as well as hearing the sounds of crockery in the kitchen. Granted only Anton had the near preternatural ability to get into her apartment at whim, but at no point did he just help himself in the kitchen. His motives were usually to surprise her in some attempt she still wasn't sure on. Cautiously she stepped out of her bedroom and walked down the short hallway. The first scent to reach her was coffee, strong and hot percolating, along with bacon frying, hash brown potatos were in a frying pan with eggs being prepared. Iordan was mixing together an omlette and didn't look up when she came in. It was certainly a pleasant surprise, Antanasia thought as she came in and sat down. She figured Iordan would have left at a certain point and left the other guards to fill in. "Good morning.", she said, "I am sorry to have fallen asleep like that." He poured her coffee and then shook his head, "Don't worry you needed sleep, and besides, the mutant grizzly ate the campers, and I think the guy from the A team shot it." She smiled in thanks at the coffee. "I'm surprised I lasted as long as I did. But then Simu does say I tend to forget to take care of myself.", she said as she watched him putter around her kitchen in far less than he got comfortable in the night before. Not as she would've admitted it if asked, but he did cut a fine form in just undershirt, slacks and gun. "You do not take care of yourself." He said simply as he prepared her a plate, "You work too hard, spend too many nights in the office, too much yourself, have you considered a hobby?" "Who has time for that?", she said as she sipped coffee, "Between international dealings, working on at least getting us equal as far as living standards and education with the others and trying to not have everything go into the red too badly while balancing it all, I concider myself lucky to have a chance to bathe." "The one thing I have heard is you do not work your staff more, you can you know, that's what we're paid for." THen he paused, "I may have overstepped my bounds but I do take the protective part very seriously, and you're not the usual stodgy politican or gruff old General I protected." "You have not overstepped bounds, Iordan.", she said as she started to eat, "I would rather have honesty from those around me no matter how difficult that truth is. Granted I don't have the worries my predecessors have had, but I have enough to keep me occupied more than most. As it is, Simu has to keep reminding me of his country place to take some time off in but I never seem to find that time." "Find it." He said simply, "I know you are busy, and Romania needs you to lead. Take a weekend off now and then, if you instructed the guards to ensure your privacy we would. Because we actually like you." "Well worse comes to worst, Simu could do like what they almost had to do with the American President, just about be dragged off at gun point and ordered to take a vacation.", she said, then sighed before resuming eating, "I will try to take some personal time after we see what happens with the funeral in China. If things get worse and bombs start falling, in all honesty, I really don't want to be behind my desk when we go up in the flashes." That got a nod as he started to eat his own meal, "Agreed, if the world is to end, we shall go somewhere and break out a big bottle of American whiskey." The ability to keep her face neutral during negotiations automatically kicked in at his mention of 'we'. But in all honesty, that really did sound like a pretty damn good idea if China and the others really were bent on launching. "That works.", she said as she ate. He nodded, "Shall I get your car ready ?" "Once I start getting ready, then yes.", she said, noticing he'd already done so by lack of the stubble on his face. Antanasia stretched in chair, and finished off her coffee, "I'd say in twenty minutes I should be good." "Of course." He nodded politely and got himself a quick breakfast. Antanasia rose from the table while he ate and began to get ready. As she showered she noticed he'd even tidied up after himself to the point of putting the toilet seat down. Probably had a girlfriend or wife that ingrained that habit into him. Once showered, she finished getting ready, throwing on the light touches of makeup to even things out. Having kept his eyes on his job he began to wipe down the counter, habits pulled in to him on his first day as a soldier. He did take the time to put on his suit, one thing is folks did expect him to wear similar suits, since he had spent most of his life from childhood in some sort of uniform. She was getting a simple pair of earrings on as she walked into the kitchen and noticed him cleaning up. "I must convey my apologies to your wife for having kept you away last night.", she said. He paused, "I do not have a wife. But if I did she would appreciate it." "Not even a girlfriend? A sweetheart?", she asked. "You would think that, with an exciting job like this but no, I am single and unattached." He took a couple seconds to check his belt gear to make sure it was all attached and secured. "Then I shall not feel guilty for monopolizing your time.", she teased, "Ready when you are." He walked out of her apartment and nodded to the car out front, "I take it you are going to walk today?" "As much as I would like to, considering what Simu said last night, it would be better I drive and see what's happened since.", she said. He waved the car over and out of habit opened the door for her then got up front. --------- Actions: None whatsoever, just some character development -- --I know there are no lifeguards in the gene pool, but damn, there ought to be at least a few sharks in the water. From vampi.digitalwytch at gmail.com Thu Aug 21 20:24:15 2008 From: vampi.digitalwytch at gmail.com (Vampi Digitalwytch) Date: Thu, 21 Aug 2008 18:24:15 -0600 Subject: [War] Romania-Our choice to make. Deal... Message-ID: "Our choice to make. Deal..." President Antanasia Danesti It was a bustle of heavy activity in Parliament, only expected as each moment seemed to unfurl more of the accusations and commentary around the world over what happened in China. Antanasia was reading over reports from Azerbaijan as she heard the latest of the American President's pointing the finger at Canada. An aide came in with the latest from China along with Japan's statement on the situation. She barely glanced at the papers as her mind continued to roll everything over, from this moment to each one she could recall throughout her life where someone was taking things to the brink. Silently she called Simu to her office. Hours later, he emerged to inform Parliament to hear what they had to say. Antanasia joined him not long after to hear them as well and explain things. With the difficult choice made and the conditions she set, the orders began going out. First went to the troops out in Azerbaijan, calling all of them home. Second to each Romanian consulate and embassy, ordering everyone home and to leave nothing behind, even if it required detonation. She waited until the first planes carrying troops and staff began to land to call the press conference that would be the official word given to the rest. It was late as she stepped to the podium, cameras flashing and reporters anxiously waiting to hear what Romania's first woman president had called them for. "Ladies and Gentlemen of the world. As it is apparent by now, we are recalling all of our troops and governmental staff back home. In light of the current crisis between the considered First Nations of the world as well as recent actions, after much thought and consideration, with much discussion on the consequences, this is our final word. Since the end of the Second World War, nations such as mine, the ones considered the smaller ones have been at the mercy of those considered greater. With the fall of the Reich, we were parcelled out to the Soviet Union and mismanaged until that regime failed, then left with little concept of free for our choice. Since then, we have been left at the mercies that are decreed by those who regard themselves as the ones to look up to. We have been subject to the standards and quotas they mandate with little regard for the current development we have or our resources. We have been repeatedly looked down upon and laughed at for being considered backwater and third world by those upon high. For decades we who are forced to the sidelines, we have watched those who have regarded themselves our betters, the ones we are supposed to emulate act as nothing more than spoiled children with loud toys who bully the world playground. We are relegated to the far back, considered too ignorant to speak, too ignorant to stand equal. We of Romania have finally had enough. As of today, we are withdrawing from our membership in NATO, the European Union, the UN, the Francophonie, and the OSCE. We will not tolerate having to follow the beck and whim of those nations who claim to be the First solely because they possess a greater landmass and missiles. We will not heed your rulings nor will we interfere with yours and request that all foreign embassy staff please return to their countries of origin. Debts owed from Romania will not be paid and for monies owed us, as nothing's really been paid much to us, we are not expecting it in the future. Regarding private companies and foreign tourists, those will be covered under private matters of civilian domain. Should a company of Romanian origin decide to no longer do business with such, then that business will be asked to leave. Tourists as long as they possess a valid and legal passport visa along with no criminal record, will be allowed as normal. In time, if there is such considering the eagerness for carnage that prevails amongst the First nations, perhaps we will venture forth from this isolation, but for now, we're coming home to deal with matters of home. For those of the First nations who will likely in the end ignore this statement that has come from their own belligerence, I say...Fuck You." The silence was thunderous as Antanasia strode from the podium, the steel in her gaze worthy of one of the boyars of old. She got into the car where awaited Simu and Iordan. "It is done.", she said. Simu nodded, "We shall see where things bring us. Though...I am looking forward to spending more time with my grandchildren." Antanasia smiled, "Once the others around the world have finished clamouring over my apparent folly, I shall step down for the new elections should by some chance the others pull their head's out their ass. Whatever choice is made, it is fine with me." The car drove off in the night. ------------------------------------------------------------------ Actions: 1) Fed up with the constant bull crap of the big powers and having to follow the line, Romania is withdrawing into isolation. After all what are the others going to do, bomb them since it's looking like they're going to anyway? 2) All Romanian nationals and troops are returning home 3) Yes, she really did say Fuck You on global television to all parties involved -- --I know there are no lifeguards in the gene pool, but damn, there ought to be at least a few sharks in the water. From vampi.digitalwytch at gmail.com Thu Aug 21 23:05:27 2008 From: vampi.digitalwytch at gmail.com (Vampi Digitalwytch) Date: Thu, 21 Aug 2008 21:05:27 -0600 Subject: [War] Romania-"It still means nothing to those it should" Message-ID: "It still means nothing to those it should" President Antanasia Danesti By the time they arrived back at Parliament, people were clearing out offices to some degree. The institution wasn't going to be closed down in full, but was going to be reduced to a point for the time being with things being adjusted if there was going to be a tomorrow. Other than gathering a few personal items, Antanasia was looking forward to spending time at home. Her number was speed dial on enough phones for an emergency though she'd be going in not in her usual suit dress but more like jeans and a sweatshirt. Simu did insist she retain her guards for the time being since for all they knew the other nations would envision some sort of terrorist planning or some such, and on that she did agree since the private interests were so far pleased that they could carry on business as usual. With Iordan at her side, she decided to walk home. A few cars honked with cheers towards her and she did wave back with a smile. He did stay by her side pushing some more enthusiastic fans away, he took his job seriously, though he was backed up as several of the local police officers formed a cordon. "Did you have to be so....direct?" He asked her as they headed back to her place. "Probably not.", she said as she opened the door, "But...God...it felt so satisfying." "I'm sure Madame President, I know I've wanted to tell off some arrogant bastard, especially when the KGB would come in to town and order us around like we were their Vassals." "Since I'm not sure how much longer I will be President, please, call me Antanasia or Ana.", she said. He paused, "Ok Ana." That brought on a sigh, "Still sounds weird to me. And to be honest you will win who's going to run against you?" "We shall see.", Antanasia said as she kicked off her shoes, "As I explained to Parliament, this would be probably more difficult than our days under Ceaucescu. We will be relying only on ourselves for this since I doubt any others will openly step forward to agree with the sentiments. Some may see me as a madwoman on par with Tepes during his reign as time goes on. At this point...I will accept whatever the future brings." He nodded, "Well...Ana." He paused, still not sure of this, "I've been in a Romanian Soldier most of my life, Since I was a boy, and I can say this much, I've never been prouder of our leader as I am today." She blushed. "History will either regard me as a groundbreaker or that crazy woman.", she said as she shed her jacket, "My money's on the latter but we shall see." Antanasia did briefly duck into her bedroom to emerge in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. "Please, get comfortable. Tonight we are going to just watch how much my statement gets ignored or just flash of 'did you hear her swear?'." He nodded and looked at her, "Well we can check the internet for a direct response." He removed his jacket and took off his tie, though he still had his vest on. "The computer is over in the corner.", she said as she pointed towards a not so paper covered small desk, "Have at." He headed over to the computer and brought up the web, then he began to examine the talking heads where were freaking out about this, then came the message boards, including Fark had begun to argue about her actions including arguing that she was crazy, but people again argued who was hotter, and there was that fat guy again. Antanasia glanced over his shoulder as she set down a glass of scotch for him, "See, it is as much as I expected. Nothing on the great scale of things." He looked at the glass of scotch, oh shit he was supposed to be working, and that didn't involve booze so he looked nervous, "Oh look." He tried to change the topic "SOmeone photoshopped your head on another body." "It proves my point.", she said as she took a sip of her own drink, "The serious matters I brought up are of no concern to the world, only who's hot or not and who's going to start firing missiles. You should have a drink. Things will escalate as usual and you did say that when that day came, you were going to indulge." He nodded, "But I am also on duty, and I am not supposed to drink on duty." "It is only you and I, and I will not tell.", she said, "Considering the occasion, we're both entitled." He nodded and took a sip, then looked at the website again, "No matter what the world says, I am proud of you Ana, You did a good thing for this country, we need to be strong on our own." "We do.", she said as she took another sip, "It was something my father believed in. It is something I strongly believe in. I promised the people when I ran for office that we would restore ourselves out of the pit we've been in. But it's been like beating a dead horse. Offers that fall through, patronizingly given aid, yet they expect us to hold standards as if we are one of the top nations. Watching all of this unfold without any pause for reason or rationality, just stampeding for blood without any regard for the rest of the world...I am tired of us being the ants in the sandbox they play in. Regardless of the nations, it's always the same actions and the rest of us are trapped in the box they've confined us in." "Then what you have done is kicked the box over and said fuck you we are doing this our way." He took another sip, then stood up, "Do you have a place to stow some stuff, if I'm going to be drinking I'd like to put my gun up." "I doubt I've kicked the box in any degree.", Antanasia said, "Politics is much like the old gear run machines, world politics even moreso. We are just a spoke that's out of the machine and it will still grind on without us." She led the way to her bedroom, "This building used to be a cell for the underground in Ceaucescu's reign. My closet has a press panel for stowing weapons or supplies. Will that do?" He chuckled, "Well When I joined I wanted to stay away from the Secret Police, my one strike of conscience was becoming a commando." He popped a panel and stowed his pistol then with the efficiency of a woman slipping off a bra got his vest off and placed in the hiding spot. "I doubt there will be any attempts on my life for the first week or so.", Antanasia said, "After that, we shall see." He nodded and buttoned his shirt back up, without the requisite vest he looked thinner. "I hope not, I may be a good shot but I would rather not shoot anyone." "No one's attempted to kill me yet. Photoshop the hell out of me, yes, but kill, no.", she said with a smirk as she left the room to get a refill of her drink, "I must admit, it's been so long since I last wasn't worried about some matter of state, that this feels odd, just spending quiet time at home." "Well I have to agree, I've either been guarding you or your predecessor, or performing operations all over the world, but to be honest I almost don't know how to relax." "It is my only regret.", she said as she sat down on the couch, "So wrapped up in work that I let everything else be set aside." "Like family and all that?" "Yes." He nodded, "I feel the same way, I have brothers who have kids, and I get the maternal lecture every time, mom wants to know when am I going to meet a nice girl, get married, and give her more grandbabies." "I envy you that lecture.", she said, "All my family is dead. I keep looking at friends I've known and they are living more than I." Antanasia sighed and took a longer sip, "Perhaps if the people elect another, then I will have time for me, unless I'm put to the wall and shot or imprisoned." He shook his head, "We don't shoot our leaders anymore, we just send them on speaking tours, it's sort of the same thing." "After all I've been through, I am ready to be put to pasture and only have to worry about the cows or the chickens." He nodded, then he teased her a bit, "the peasant girl?" "Who's to say it's a bad life really?", she laughed, "Those who fret over a broken nail or who's currently on whatever reality show?" He laughed, "Well with all due respect you would make a very fetching peasant woman, at least if dressed like the movie." He teased her a bit more. "So what I'm wearing now looks like garbage?", she teased back. He raised an eyebrow, "Well, not at all." "For a soldier, you are sweet.", she said with a smile as she leaned forward to kiss him on the cheek. As her lips brushed her cheek his face blushed bright crimson, almost like a small boy who got his first stolen kiss. That made her chuckle as she turned on the TV and leaned next to him while sipping her drink. The newscaster had finished going over the news about the US and China, including video of Antasia's video conference with a beep over the world fuck. That got a snort out of Iordan, then something amusing happened, the president of the Czech republic proceeded to argue she was right, and announced they would not allow overflights for any conflict with Russia or China. "Does not surprise me with Mirek. He does have a good head on his shoulders when he's allowed to speak his mind.", Antanasia commented as she sipped her drink again. "You reached someone." He looked at her with a smile, "I mean you could be alone, but one person can be the start of a movement." "I doubt it, but we shall see.", she said with a soft smirk as she looked him in the eye. He looked back at her, "You never know. Things can change." "Probably not in my lifetime, but such is the way of things.", she said, still matching his gaze, "And all in all, I am fine with that. For now, I'm going to take things slower, and take time for me." He paused, "Time for yourself is very important, you should not ignore you." That made no sense in his head, "Ignoring you is not good." Why was he babbling, he had a degree and was a great soldier. But what happened around her. "And for all we know, we can be dead in the morning.", she said as she leaned forward and kissed him. He paused a bit, having just been kissed by the woman he was supposed to protect, but instead he leaned forward and kissed her back, his arms slipping around her waist. There was nothing more to say at this point, but only the moment and to see if a tomorrow eventually came. Smiling softly, Antanasia slid her arms around him and kissed him again. ---------------------------------------- Actions: 1) Just some light observing of current events on the news 2) Character development and exposition -- --I know there are no lifeguards in the gene pool, but damn, there ought to be at least a few sharks in the water. From Chazenesq2b at aol.com Thu Aug 21 23:09:14 2008 From: Chazenesq2b at aol.com (Chazenesq2b at aol.com) Date: Thu, 21 Aug 2008 23:09:14 EDT Subject: [War] China: "The First 24 Hours" Message-ID: "The First 24 Hours" President Xia Hong The People's Republic of China August 3, 2008 ======================================== (Executive Residence- Beijing) Xia stood on the south courtyard balcony, overlooking the scholars gardens and the terracotta soldiers, and all the ornaments that had come to adorn the fine oriental abode of the leader of the People's Republic. There were uniformed, and camouflaged, security officers everywhere. No less than a dozen sniper teams had visible (and hidden) security posts throughout the dacha like estate, and regular CNP maintained vigilant perimeter, internal, aerial, and vehicular security posts. There was a time where the residence of the People's president were kept completely secret for the sake of security... but in her zeal to prove China deserved to be one of the big players, she'd gone on her own path of a sino version of 'Glasnost' and 'Peristroika'... and she couldn't help but wonder if a special spot in hell would wait for her too for daring to try and modernize the land that produced Mao. Zim often stated that unless handled carefully, these modernization practices would be seen by the west as a sign of weakness. It now appeared that he was absolutely right. "Madame President." The Sentry of the Watch, a man of about 30 years in a snappy military uniform and bright gold cord stepped onto the balcony, his shoes polished to a mirror-like shine. He snapped a quick salute to her as she turned. "We have confirmation your son landed safely two minutes ago. An ESS escort team is meeting him and will have him here in twenty minutes." "Thank you Lieutenant. Are the Ministers ready?" "They are Madame President. This way." The situation room had never been really 'vacated' since the last meeting. The emergency offices around it, where support staffers for all the Ministries and tier I agencies (agencies that were the premier groups in the ministries, or operating under the Executive office such as ESS) had their offices were constantly busy, and the room was constantly being swept for bugs or other intel gathering devices. Now the collective Chinese government was back in it... minus the Minister of State who was due to land in New York in about 12 hours. Instead the Deputy Minister was present. "In 'other' news, the Romanians have collectively gone into isolation." Zim muttered with his classical lack of optimism, leaving one to wonder if he wasn't going to ask for an attempt to be made on the woman's life... or simply fly there himself and throddle her with a lifetime's worth of pent up eroticism and angriness. That likely would have been the Sun's take on it. "They're pulling out of the majority of their international commitments unilaterally and refusing to repay debts." "Have the Ministry of Commerce seize all Romanian assets, national, governmental, and private, that you can. We will collect what, if anything, that they owe us and release to them the rest afterwards." Xia couldn't really blame her sexier counterpart for making that call, she would love nothing more at the moment than to pack up and go home. "What else?" "We've received multiple personal letters for you from the international community regarding the passing of your husband, Madame President." The Deputy of State leaned forward, unsure if he was supposed to speak now. "They're also asking about the funeral arrangements." "Things will proceed as normal. Please send President WIlliams and Prime Ministers Decker and Sato my sincerest gratitude for their comforting words." She 'really' wanted to send Williams' around a pipe-bomb, but for the sake of more important things they both had to play nice. "I'm not about to give the Canadians the double victory of interrupting life in China. We will continue on." There was a slew of silent, determined, emphatic nods at those words. China 'would' carry on, they would see to it. "On the Americans?" Hong demanded, an aide for MSI handing her a briefing. "President Williams at first indicated they had no clue about the operation. His last public appearance he indicated he 'did' in fact give intelligence assets in the form of satellite imagery to the Canadians, but remained emphatic that he did not know about the operation." "Another lie." Zim sneered. "I doubt they have enough room in the Congressional library to handle his falsifications." Xia sighed, doing her best to keep it from looking like she agreed with him completely, a difficult task to do. "So the Americans did indeed provide support. Do we have any indication that their support went beyond the provision of intelligence?" "More evidence?! Nobody on the planet is going to blame you for defending your own damned country at this point! For God's sake Madame President, do you need a mushroom cloud outside?!" "You're out of line, Prime Minister." Xia shut him down calmly but with a great deal of authority. She wasn't going to be fighting a possible war abroad, and one among her own staff as well. "Send a cable to the consulate in Shanghai. Inform the Ambassador that we need a way of confirming Williams' story, and that we have sincere doubts as it is. Put our own men on the issue as well, see if we can corroborate what they tell us independently. You might want to let them know that this is no time to stand on secrecy... anything they send us will be confidential, but if they're lying then we can't be held responsible for the results." She tapped a quick message out on her blackberry to Bing... 'Stand down half of nuclear forces aimed at US.' The message came back 'OK'. He obviously understood the need to show the US some credibility. "The Japanese are indicating they weren't informed either." The State rep pointed out. "And I suppose we'll take their word as well?" Zim muttered. "In Japan's instance I'm likely to agree." This time the fire at the PM was coming from the MSI chief, Marrim Cai. "They took a risk even coming forward about the Korean op earlier. They may have been kept out of any planning loop..." "It was 'their' territory being used, they had to know!" came Zim's countermand, to the nod of some of the hardliners in the cabinet. "Japan likely receives hundreds, if not thousands of ships and flights entering their nation over a 24 hour period. I doubt they readily keep available the manpower to inspect every one. Even if they did, their nation may or may not have been used, and even if it were, it wouldn't be hard for some foreigners in Tokyo to go unnoticed by the law enforcement there. They may have garnered a few stares, but nothing more. They are also actively cooperating with us." "The Russians are indicating they will vote in favor of our resolution when we table it. We may be able to garner support among other nations." the stand in for State polished his glasses. "Williams was sick in his last address, for all we know the Russians know more than they're letting on and tried assassinating him to save the rest of the world. You know how they are with mixing drinks." Zim went on another tirade. "And did you recognize the fact he said that even if he knew what would happen, he 'probably' wouldn't have authorized it?" The whole room went quiet with that remark. His statements were a matter of public record, and the fact was 'everyone' had heard that probably. It was one of those seemingly insignificant words you could not afford to put in such an address. On that point it was Hong's turn to try and acquiesce. "Also ask the Ambassador to clarify, from the President himself, what he meant by 'Probably' wouldn't authorize such an operation. Remind him that we were attacked without provocation, without warning, and without reason behind the actions." No reason they couldn't have negotiated a release for most of the individuals that escaped... the Canadians never bothered trying with her government. "I hope that helps him sufficiently delineate his response." "PR is having trouble keeping up with the news agencies... Williams is offering $50,000 per officer killed." "Blood money." This time it was Hong who beat Zim to the punch in anger. Typical American response... naturally they would believe a Chinese life would be worth $50,000. Screw the fact that the Chinese per-capita GDP now stood at $20,000 and was rapidly rising, and that officers typically earned above the average 'and' their dependents are typically largely dependent on them as the sole providers of income. Hell, China's own death gratuity stood at $100,000 when in the line of duty. "The Americans can keep their blood money. We will take care of our own people's needs for now, I will go to the PNC and request the immediate funds while the MoJ and MoC go about freezing and liquidating Canadian assets. Let them release the fact that China can not be bought off with petty cash." That was a sentiment everyone was fervently behind. "We could also ask other nations wanting to peacefully demonstrate that this action is intolerable into doing the same. Pull out our FDI and assets out of Canada, freeze theirs... if we get some of the larger nations to follow suit we'll definitely have an advantage." "Do it." Xia nodded. "Also give permission for the localities and provinces to file their own, independent suits for their losses. We will provide immediate support for the families ourselves, China's more than able to look out for it's own." "Chan has arrived Madame President." Mei Lu announced as she opened the door with permission from an ESS agent.. Xia stood up. "We're adjourned for now. Keep me immediately apprised of all changes." She had a son to go tend to, and was already out the door before the next minister stood up. ========================================== ACTIONS 1. Seize all Romanian assets, national, governmental, public, or private (including individual accounts) in China, and freeze all lending to Romania, period. Collect from the assets what we're owed and the remainder (if any) to be handed back over to Romania. If they owe us nothing apologize profusely for the mistake and hand over all their assets. a. Threaten to sink the cheaper Chinese counterpart of 'Ol' Dirty Bastard' on Anastasia :-p 2. Seriously though, Funeral Services are still on, all leaders are still invited. China will keep it's head held high, and continue on despite the attack. 3. Solidify control over the government... keep Zim and the hardliners under tabs. 4. Cable the US Consulate in Shanghai, and demand all intelligence they handed over to Canada, as well as any objective evidence they have that the United States was not, in any way, shape, or form, involved in the operational planning, execution, or cover-up of the raid. Any intel they give will be kept Top Secret-Confidential, but if they're holding back then the ramifications were on their hands. a. Run a concurrent, independent investigation to try and corroborate what the Americans offer. b. One half of the Nuclear Forces with the US as their target will stand down, so the US can have 'some' breathing room while it works on the requests. All nuclear forces aimed at anyone 'but' Canada and the US will stand down back to normal conditions. c. Demand clarification from Washington on Williams' "....probably wouldn't have agreed' statement. (See John's post "Back Away, Back Away Quickly") Remind them of the situation under which the attacks took place. 5. China to accept Japanese offer of cooperation. Japan officially ruled as 'unlikely' to have been guilty. 6. China to accept Russian moral support, though their neutrality will be respected as well. 7. A National Day of Mourning to be declared for all officers lost in the raid. The day will become a national 'Law Enforcement Officers' day annually from this point on in honor of those who gave their lives in duty to their countrymen. 8. Let the PR people rip the US a new one on the pathetic sums being offered by the US. Hong can be quoted as having said "Let the Americans keep their blood money." before an address to the PNC. 9. China will sue Canada for $12,500,000 per officer killed. $5,000,000 in compensation to the plantiff families, $5,000,000 in punitive damages (which will go to Chinese charities), and $2,500,000 in liability due to the PRC for the training and equipping of replacement officers, the national morning ceremonies, funeral costs, etc. a. Pre-emptive seizure of all Canadian assets under Chinese jurisdiction. All liquid assets to be dissipated as described above... hard assets to be nationalized, sold off, and the resultant earnings to be dispensed as above. All other assets will remain frozen depending on Canada's actions. b. Pull all Chinese assets out of Canada, post haste. They will not be given a chance to do the same. c. Request all other nations do the same as a clear (and peaceful) message to the Canadians that this kind of action will not go unpunished. 10. Demonstrate China's politics are becoming dangerously polarized, with Hardliners like Zim a dangerous alternative to Hong and her Moderates come election time because of all these events. **************It's only a deal if it's where you want to go. Find your travel deal here. (http://information.travel.aol.com/deals?ncid=aoltrv00050000000047) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: http://esteroic.com/pipermail/war_esteroic.com/attachments/20080821/e3b172c1/attachment-0001.html From dylandv at gmail.com Fri Aug 22 01:30:33 2008 From: dylandv at gmail.com (Dylan de Valk) Date: Thu, 21 Aug 2008 22:30:33 -0700 Subject: [War] Canada: Our Message Message-ID: <763946e70808212230q115ce54et263c4a1b08b1da3e@mail.gmail.com> "Our Message" August.4/2014 PM James McColl Canada ------------------- Ottawa had been watching the world reaction for a couple of days since the incident. Now, they decided, was the time to issue their own statement. McColl was scheduled for a press conference in the mid afternoon. 6pm EST CBC News Peter Mansbridge, the news anchor, doing the news cast this night. "And welcome everybody. Tonight, in just a moment, we will be broadcasting live from Parliament Hill in Ottawa Prime Minister McColl's statement on the recent world events. We have Keith Boag in Ottawa tonight to evaluate the situation. Keith?" The screen switched to Boag's round face with the Peace Tower in the background. Thanks, Peter. This is a long anticipated, possibly overdue statement from our leader today about the recent jailbreak in China. Many are anxiously awaiting whether he will take a conciliatory tone or a hardline stance. Here he is, ascending the podium." The screen switched to McColl's face, as he started his statement. After the beginning pleasantries he got down to the point. "The incident in China, and the Chinese reaction, are of course regrettable. Canada has, for many years now, tried to negotiate the release of our captive citizens in China to no avail. We felt the time had come to take a new course of action. No innocent citizen from any country should have to endure prison for no reason. I offer not only my own personal condolences and apology to those who lost loved ones, Chinese or Canadian, but also all of Canada's condolences. I also offer my personal condolences to the Chinese President for the loss of her husband. No matter whether tensions may be high or not, No one should have to lose a loved one in that manner." McColl paused, took a sip of water, and then continued. The expedition was not intended to injure or hurt anyone. It was intended to rescue our unfairly held citizens and bring them home safely. This was NOT intended as an act of war, as the Chinese seem to think it is. However, seeing that China has, in recent light, confiscated all Canadian assets in China and closed our diplomatic channels, we feel compelled to do the same. All Chinese citizens in Canada will be given 24 hours to vacate our country. Any communication between this government and the Chinese government will take place through the American consulate in Shanghai. All Chinese economic assets will be confiscated immediately and the money used for the betterment of Canada. The same as China has done, we will do, all liquid assets to dissipated into government coffers, and all hard assets to nationalized and sold off. Earnings will be used to fund mass transit initiatives in cities throughout the country. No new Chinese citizens will be allowed into Canada until further notice, and our government will give all Chinese in Canada any help, whether financial or other, to help them get out of the country. Canada can not, of course, pay such exorbitant amounts to China, and will refuse to undertake any payments unilaterally declared against us. If China does not want American financial aid for the victims, then we will not contribute anything. Canada does not accept Chinese allegations that this action was state sponsored terrorism. All Canadians in China will come home immediately, and as per Chinese orders, and Canadian diplomatic staff will close shop and return home immediately. The Canadian Forces will be elevated to DEFCON 3, and all ports of entry into the country will be under extreme surveillance by CSIS and the RCMP. As to the Chinese actions in the United Nations, Canada will, as a security council member, vote against any resolutions aimed at us, or our allies. Long live the Maple Leaf!" 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URL: http://esteroic.com/pipermail/war_esteroic.com/attachments/20080821/86b83c1b/attachment.html From martellian at hotmail.com Fri Aug 22 01:57:02 2008 From: martellian at hotmail.com (Ian Martell) Date: Thu, 21 Aug 2008 22:57:02 -0700 Subject: [War] Japan: "In the Morning" Message-ID: "In the Morning" Prime Minister Shunichi Sato Akemi Sato 4 August 2014 -------------- Akemi was pleased to see her father laugh without sarcasm or bitterness at the news she brought him. "We're unlikely to be guilty eh?" he asked adjusting his tie in the mirror in his rooms at the Sori Kantei. "I guess that will have to do from the Chinese." Akemi smiled. "Most likely," she said. "Anyhow it's a good sign." Sato nodded. "Agreed," he said. "A very good sign." Satisfied with how his tie was he turned and looked over to his daughter who stood in his bedroom door having just brought him the latest news from Foreign Affairs. "Did you hear about Romania?" he asked. "Yes, have they really gone into isolation?" she asked. "They have," he said shaking his head. "I was thinking of doing the same thing, do you think the markets would notice?" Akemi smiled. "Perhaps." "Ah, the freedom of irrelevance," Sato said. "Apparently the President was in some sort of cheap American movie?" "Yes, I saw the clip on the internet." Sato shook his head again. Really, these Europeans. "Interesting, you'll have to show it to me sometime, anyhow, we're discontinuing the ODA loans and seizing the Romanian Embassy and whatever assets they're government has in our banks." "Will that cover it?" asked Akemi. "Not even close," Sato said. "We've leant the bastards nearly a billion dollars American since they were liberated from Socialism, and we're only going to be able to legally seize a few hundred million, the rest we're going to have to sue for, though who knows if they'll even listen to world courts. He shrugged. "Oh, well, we'll sue the next government, when they realize that the world can no longer be shut out in the 21st Century." It was likely things were going to happen like that, a shame though, the sentiment was a noble one, but Akemi was learning that noble sentiment was usually the first thing ground to dust between the wheels of international politics. "Any word on the Canadian operation?" Grunting Sato moved to his bed side table and picked up a folder he had put there. "Nothing much, just confirmed what Yoshida suggested, they came in under legitimate Canadian passports and exited the same way." "But it wasn't just the Canadians was it?" Sato shrugged. "What do you think?" "I think it was the US, the Canadians used to need to beg a ride off the US just to get their troops out of the country to go on peacekeeping missions, I don't think things have changed enough in the last decade for them to invade China, and then escape alive." "And?" "The Americans were liberated," she replied. "Williams has made a big deal about them, and failing to get them out through negotiation is a major loss of face." Sato nodded. He knew John, he was a hard man to read, he could be generous and ruthless in equal parts and so far Sato had yet to figure out what elicited one response and what elicited the other. So anything was possible. However Sato had his own theories about the conspiracy and most of them lead through Seoul. "Very likely so, however, given we have a number of American troops on our islands, we'll hold our judgment until the Chinese prove or disprove their involvement." "In the meantime what are we doing about the Canadians?" she asked. "Well for one thing, we're expelling their ambassador this morning, the consulates will be left alone, but he'll be gone, and we're talking to Finance about taking the Chinese up on their offer of seizing their assets in Japan, as well as backing the UN resolution and leaning on our trade partners to do the same." Akemi nodded. "A shame, I like Canada," she said. "So do I, which makes this frustrating, but McColl has gone too far." Actions: 1> Seize the Romanian Embassy, and sell it off to cover some of what we're owed along with any Romanian government assets in Japanese banks and discontinuing any ODA loans currently in effect. If any Romanians take literally the Romanian presidents suggestion about blasting, they will be arrested and charged accordingly. Romanian tourists and businessmen will be permitted to stay as long as their travel visa permits and the MoJ will hear any requests for economic asylum. 2> Continue to wait and see re: the US. 3> Expel the Canadian ambassador and issue a statement that Japan will support the Chinese resolution before the Security Council. 4> Japan will lean on their allies on the Security Council to do the same. From ssiruuk25 at yahoo.com Fri Aug 22 02:38:24 2008 From: ssiruuk25 at yahoo.com (Dan Garcia) Date: Thu, 21 Aug 2008 23:38:24 -0700 (PDT) Subject: [War] France: Late to the Party Message-ID: <388951.18874.qm@web65612.mail.ac4.yahoo.com> "France: Late to the Party" President Pierre Legrand, French Republic August 3rd, 2014 (OOC: Here's the post I said I was working on a while back. :/ ;) I don't know how much posting I'll be doing given real life goings on, but I'll try to keep it up.) "And that's when the poor Major threw down his cell phone, and it practically shattered," laughed Pierre Legrand, elected President of the French Republic in his own right only a couple months before after a fierce battle against a Socialist opponent. The Socialists had taken the opportunity provided by the war in Azerbaijan and the Acting President's support for heavy French involvement therein and ran with it, campaigning on a non-intervention platform. There had been dire warnings of heavy casualties, and much discounting of the consequences of failing to act. The world had gone on ahead, while the French polity spent the time fighting with itself. However, despite the vague pro-peace sentiment of the French public, several factors had led the Socialists to defeat, even if the fight had been close. First was the embarrassment caused by the revelation that essentially the entire French Air Force, the Arm?e de l'Air, was out of action due to engine troubles in the Rafale. This was a blow to French pride which many in the public had a hard time overlooking, making the Socialists' opposition to Legrand's efforts to have SNECMA reengineer the engines, particularly Legrand's waiving any and all labor rules preventing the fastest possible completion of the work. In the end, nationalism won out over the Socialist opposition, and provided a new precedent in French labor law which may hold tidings of things to come. Second was the fact that a war was on. France's allies were fighting and dying in the Caucasus, and despite all of France's historical hemming and hawing when it came to it's commitments, there had generally been little doubt as to who's side France would be on when it came down to a matter of blood. Embarrassed over the problems with the Rafale, it became increasingly easy for Legrand and the UMP to suggest involvement in the war was in part a matter of national honor. Thirdly and finally, for all the fury and vehemence of the Socialists political attacks and moves, they were aimed at a man who could not be perturbed. Pierre Th?ophile Legrand proved himself to be a fount of calm, someone against whom attacks warning of dire consequences and danger could not stick. It had long been noted the calming effect his presence had on those in his presence. This had first been noted publicly on a chaotic November day five years ago in the French Senate. Here it came to the fore. At a protest in front of SNECMA over the Rafale debacle, a brief appearance by Legrand had left the crowd cheering with national pride. An appearance on a major news program left the audience cheering and the host smiling widely. Appearance after appearance led to the same result. Legrand did not exhort. He did not speak as a firebrand. But he spoke calmly if firmly, with a confident, gentle smile on his face. He drained tension from those who listened to him and made them *listen*. It had become clear to commentators that here was someone with a strange sort of charisma. The political battles of the past weeks and months had worn on many in French politics, but not on Legrand. Some leaders, such as theAmerican President, are men who deeply involve themselves in all matters. Legrand was quite the opposite. He was well informed and knowledgeable, but at the same time he delegated most of his responsibilities, leaving to himself only public appearances and the need to make the really big calls. His Ministers or subordinates handled most of the work. It was for this reason that at such a busy time that the President of France could be walking in the gardens of the ?lys?e Palace with his wife, telling an amusing anecdote about one of those subordinates. Noele laughed, not so much at the inherent humor in the story, but Pierre told such stories so well. "The poor man," Legrand finished, "looked for all the world as if he wanted to break something else. But General Pepin gave the poor man a stern look, and the Major stomped off." Noele shook her head. Her husband had a way of finding the humor in any situation. "So things are finally going well." "They are going better," Legrand equivocated. "Due to the Socialists and to technical problems, the re-engineering of the engines of the Arm?e de l'Air's Rafales has been delayed, but finally we'll be able to put some fighters into the air." "Convenient now that things have more or less finished themselves up in Azerbaijan," Noele poked at her husband. Legrand shrugged. "The Iranians have not surrendered yet," he pointed out. "Whenever Gautier gets here, I will probably be authorizing a deployment. And maybe the Parliament will even act to fund it too." The pair continued walking in peace. The conversation had come to a natural resting point, and the husband and wide duo just continued walking, enjoying each other's company. After about ten minutes, Gautier Tessier, Prime Minister of France and the man essentially in charge of coordinating the government according to Legrand's direction arrived. "So, what have our friends in the CGA cooked up," Legrand said, a few minutes later in his office. Gautier laid out some papers before him. "Essentially they're proposing to effectively ship out a divisions worth of troops, complete with a headquarters," Gautier pointed to one sheet. "The 1st Mechanized, 2nd Armored, 27th Mountain, 4th Airmobile, and 1st Logistics brigades would ship out. The AZFOR commander would have full discretion in their deployment. Also, as squadrons of Rafales come online, they too will be offered to AZFOR." "The real question is whether they'll get there in time to do anything," Legrand offered. "Well, it's always possible that there will be a need for peacekeepers or such. Or Iran could continue to hold out and refuse to admit defeat. Who knows," Gautier shrugged as he bent to sip from a cup of coffee he had brought with him. Gautier's appearance was such that he always appeared to be harassed and overworked. Legrand remembered making that observation when Gautier had returned from a vacation. Then man could not look relaxed. "Do you have the orders to sign," Legrand asked, seriously. Gautier nodded, and placed them in front of the President of France. Legrand picked up his pen, and for a moment examined it. He carefully uncapped it, and signed the orders slowly. "By the way," Legrand said, handing the paper back to Gautier, "are there any indications of the Iranians' willingness to surrender?" "Nope," Gautier said, gathering things to leave. "I'll have to tell Renaud to come up with some kind of statement to try to hurry them along, to go along with the news of our finally joining AZFOR," Legrand said, ordering things in his mind. Gautier nodded, and the two exchanged a look before he left. Legrand put on a warm smile for his friend, and Gautier nodded. ACTIONS: 1) The first re-engined Rafales are coming back into service, and as full squadrons become operational will be placed at the service of the commander of AZFOR. 2) France will put a division sized force at the service of AZFOR. They can be used as needed (e.g. rotating out other AZFOR units, augmenting the current force, or if they're too late for mopping up or peacekeeping operations; whatever). 3) France calls on Iran to admit defeat in Azerbaijan. From ssiruuk25 at yahoo.com Fri Aug 22 02:38:34 2008 From: ssiruuk25 at yahoo.com (Dan Garcia) Date: Thu, 21 Aug 2008 23:38:34 -0700 (PDT) Subject: [War] France: An Intervention Message-ID: <771281.28150.qm@web65603.mail.ac4.yahoo.com> "France: An Intervention" President Pierre Legrand, French Republic August 4th, 2014 When the knock on the door came, Legrand had been pacing slowly, collecting his thoughts alone in his office. Yesterday the Romanian President had announced her country's intention to basically withdraw from world affairs. The price of Romanian debts and equities had collapsed immediately. More to the point, Romania had pledged to withdraw from several institutions close to the heart of France, including the European Union and the Francophonie. There had been debate among the French government on how to respond. In the end, Legrand had cut the arguments short. He had asked the Romanian ambassador to stop by before departing, and now he was here. After the requisite pleasantries had been performed and Legrand and the ambassador were sitting across from each other, Legrand inhaled to say what he had to say. "Mr. Ambassador, I don't think I need to say that your President's announcement yesterday has caused not a little uproar abroad," Legrand started. The ambassador made to respond, but Legrand held up his hand. "Now, it is the sovereign right of a nation to make choices regarding how it acts in the international arena, and its membership in international organizations is largely a matter for it to decide for itself. Moreover, right now is a difficult time in international relations, with wars and cloak and dagger scheming abounding. "However, I would like to convey to your government my government's, my country's, and indeed my own deep concern over your nation's decision. It is likely to cause your nation much harm, even without the retaliation already underway in some quarters. "Firstly, I would point out that isolationism hardly ever works out the way its proponents would hope. To pick a somewhat, and yet not tremendously, extreme example the United States found in the first half of the last century that despite its best efforts it could not avoid being drawn into conflicts. While I do not think that Romania has feet quite as large to be stepped on, you should not think that you can avoid all conflicts. There are some people in this world who would intrude into the affairs of other nations in the most rude and uninvited manners, and some of them are Presidents or Prime Ministers. Being active in international affairs, having allies, does help protect a country from such dangers. "Secondly, I expect that your government is underestimating the economic consequences of its decision. Some of the more obvious consequences are already manifesting themselves, such as a collapse in the value of Romanian debt instruments and securities. This, in turn, will lead to exchange difficulties, perhaps in the short term making currency exchange very difficult if not impractical. This in turn will interfere with normal trade relations, and exports are important to the Romanian economy. "The rest of the world can and will move on, after some issues. But it will be much harder for Romania to escape significant economic harm which will lower the standard of living of its people. I do not know the answer to these questions, but does Romania have much in the way of production of medicine and medical equipment to keep healthcare standards up? Does Romania produce many motor and other mechanical parts? How about clothing? What about oil and gas? Issues exchanging your currency brought on by Romania's effective default could interrupt imports for all these goods and more. The material consequences of your government's decision could be catastrophic. "Thirdly, as to the closure of embassies and consulates, I would point out that in addition to their functions as lines of communication between governments, they provide important services to international travelers. If, say, Romanian citizen visiting France, or vice versa, looses their passport or becomes ill, their embassy or consulate is an important resource, point of contact, and source of assistance. By closing your facilities abroad, and the international community's facilities in Romania, travel in Romania or of Romanians abroad will become much more difficult. Your government has expressed a willingness for such legal travel to continue, but without the infrastructure provided by embassies and consulates this will become more difficult, and such travel will be discouraged. "I would also point out that embassies and consulates, and indeed an international presence and allies, are indispensable in case of emergencies in assisting citizens of a nation involved. This is not limited to political events, such as Romanian citizens finding themselves suddenly trapped in a war zone or taken hostage by hostile regimes or groups. This indispensable quality also arises in the case of natural disasters in which Romanian citizens might find themselves involved. "I will not deny that France has interests of its own involved here. As a major supporter of the European Union, we are loathe to see any nation leave. After all, it might encourage others to follow. My government believes that the European Union, as well as NATO, the UN, and the Francophonie, provide significant benefits to their members, and by Romania's involvement in these institutions the other members benefit in turn. "I understand that your government is tired of the actions of many of the world's powers. I do not exempt France from that statement. We can, at times and even often, be quite unbearable, catching up smaller nations in our machinations. It speaks well of your President that she sees this and dislikes it. But I can't say that disengagement is a good answer. It creates problems all its own and does not truly address the issues which have led to this decision in the first place. "I ask your government to reconsider this choice, for all the reasons I have stated and for all the other reasons which have not been given an airing here. France will not seize Romanian assets for the moment, and will not retaliate despite the calls for it which will inevitably arise. "I wish I could say that France has always been the friend of Romania and would not lead her wrong, though I fear history would provide examples otherwise. I do believe the peoples of France and Romania have much in common and that there will be no little sadness at the current situation. "I have nothing else to say. I hope you will convey my government's feelings and hopes to your government," Legrand finished. ACTIONS: 1) Try to persuade Romania not to isolate itself. At the very least, France hopes Romania will moderate its position somewhat. 2) The gist of this conversation will be disclosed to the press. 3) France will not retaliate against Romania. (At least for the moment.) From ssiruuk25 at yahoo.com Fri Aug 22 14:34:53 2008 From: ssiruuk25 at yahoo.com (Dan Garcia) Date: Fri, 22 Aug 2008 11:34:53 -0700 (PDT) Subject: [War] France: A New York Minute Message-ID: <943683.65592.qm@web65605.mail.ac4.yahoo.com> "France: A New York Minute" President Pierre Legrand, French Republic August 5th, 2014 (OOC: A short post, for me. But it's pretty simple no matter how you look at it.) As the French ambassador to the United Nations walked towards the U.N. building for a day's business, a reporter approached him. "Mr. Ambassador," the reporter said, "any word on how the French government intends to vote on the Chinese resolution currently before the Security Council?" The ambassador stopped, and inspected his shoes for a moment. Then he looked up at the Sun hanging low in the sky, not yet sweltering hot, before answering. "Officially, it is still being discussed," he said, before continuing, "Off the record, however, the French government intends to abstain." The ambassador then walked on while the reporter attempted in vain to wring more information out of him. ACTIONS: 1) France announces its attention to abstain from voting on the Chinese UNSC resolution against Canada. From iain at iain-waddell.co.uk Fri Aug 22 15:42:46 2008 From: iain at iain-waddell.co.uk (Iain) Date: Fri, 22 Aug 2008 20:42:46 +0100 Subject: [War] Spain: Breaking The Silence Message-ID: <47C9FAE0D9B14C55AFDE289FF607265A@iainw> "Breaking The Silence" Prime Minister Elena Garcia Rodriguez Spain 4th August 2014 ===================================== ".and now they've both expelled all diplomats and the other's citizens?" Elena sighed from the back seat of a chauffeur-driven Mercedes dressed in the traditional power suit and polystyrene cup of tea in hand. She had almost spilt it when her PA had begun her briefing; the Canada-China situation was beginning to get ridiculous. Spain had chosen to remain quiet on the matter for the time being, whilst there was no love lost with the Chinese in recent years and Spanish-Canadian relations had been rather warm there had been talk of this perhaps being the catalyst for a reversal in these policies. And the timing was horrendous. She was meant to be heading to Canada at the end of the week and now with the death of the Chinese first gentleman she had shelved that to be free to attend the funeral. Then when the jail breaks had happened and Canada admitted responsibility there had been calls for the Spanish Government to side with China due to the loss of life involved and the seeming illegality of it all. Things just weren't that simple, they never were and so they had said nothing, done nothing. Now with the visits to both countries fast approaching she just wasn't sure which side of the fence to place herself, if she came off it at all. But this escalation of events with nothing short of stupid, not that she would dare to word it like that in public. She was too well trained a diplomat and perhaps that was her biggest flaw. It was even beginning to look reminiscent of the makings of war, and that worried Elena, it worried her a lot. Perhaps Anastasia Danesti had the right idea - burying her head in the sand was becoming appealing. "Maria, I'm sorry to do this again but can you push back my appointments for this morning and call an emergency Cabinet meeting ASAP." As her PA got out the mobile phone that was stuck to her face most of the day without a hint of a grumble Elena sipped on her tea. It was beginning to get to the horrid lukewarm stage so she took a few large gulps to finish it and lent further back against the seat, it was going to be one of those days. She considered for a moment having the driver turn around and going back to her bed. Things were much simpler in there. =========================== Prime Minister Rodriguez sat at the head of the table in the cabinet office, fresh warm tea in an actual china cup sat before her. The irony of using a china cup at this meeting was not lost on her. The meeting had been in progress for a half-hour now, well had been in lack of progress to be more accurate. It was unanimous among her Council of Ministers that the situation needed to be addressed but there had been very split views on what Spain should do, if anything. These ranged from doing nothing to issuing a statement to further UN proposals and everything between. Elena had been very clear that doing nothing was not an option, not with the 'Spain to the forefront' plan and the stability of more or less the entire globe threatened. So it was agreed that words were the best first step but what should be said and how was now under contention. The hair-splitting and paraphrasing had become rather tedious and Elena had actually phased our five minutes ago when her tea arrived. Now she brought herself back to the room, took a gulp of tea and decided to flat out interrupt their bickering. "Alright, that's enough!" She sat forward as they quietened themselves. "Now let's get the basics sorted out before we decide how to phrase our declaration of war or whatever your ladies and gents have gotten this thing up to by now. Are we calling a press conference, doing a live broadcast or simply issuing a statement?" "Well I think a statement is the best way forward, then we don't need to worry about tone, body language et cetera being misrepresented." The Justice Minister had been involved in a similar incident two years back and made this statement as standard when the media were mentioned. "I disagree, if we really want to get out there and be seen to be involved we need our faces and voices on televisions. That is where most people get their ideas about the world these days." Someone else from a similar background to Elena, Paolo Torres the Minister for Foreign Affairs spoke up. "I agree with Paolo," Elena looked around and could see the 'as always' expression cross several faces in the room. "And I think we should make a broadcast, this situation is difficult enough without being drawn into questions in a press-conference situation." Her Deputy cleared his throat. "So that leaves the question whether you want me to do this post-meeting as Cabinet spokesperson or whether you should do this yourself, Prime Minister. I think probably the latter is called for given the special circumstances. All in favour?" There was a general shout of agreement in response. "In that case, people, the wording will be left to myself and my speech writers. Let's just stick to the content..." ======================= "Citizens of Spain and the world. I come before you as Prime Minister and representative of the Spanish people to break our silence over the situation unfolded internationally between China, Canada and the United States. Whilst Spanish citizens were not involved in the incident, the effect that the actions currently being taken could potentially have upon global affairs has led us to involve ourselves. "Whilst we recognise that the actions taken against Chinese civilian forces by Canadian parties are at the very least of questionable legality, we cannot openly condemn these actions as war crimes or terrorism. Firstly, no state of war exists between these nations and secondly these were not generalised attacks but specifically targeted on the release of certain individuals. We do however support China and her President in calling for an apology from the Canadian government in a public forum and will co-operate in any way possible with any investigation into the matter. "Despite failed attempts at negotiation being cited by my Canadian counterpart, Prime Minister McColl, the use of force should never have been knowingly permitted. It is therefore also my intention to instruct our ambassador at the UN to support any reasonable sanctions against Canada for allowing this incident to occur. We suggest this may include questions regarding their membership of the security council given that international security and stability has been affected negatively by their actions. "We extend our sympathies to the citizens of both nations that lost family and friends in this incident and recognise their need and entitlement to compensation for the unnecessary loss of life. Spain calls for Canada to also recognise this fact and to reflect on their own citizens whom lost someone during the incident. "We also urge both Canada and China to re-open the lines of communication and find a direct and diplomatic solution to this unfortunate matter. The expulsion of diplomats and citizens from each country has only served to escalate the situation and will undoubtedly affect these citizens, international relations and international economics. On this matter, our embassies in both Beijing and Ottawa are willing to hear cases for temporary asylum from potential deportees, diplomats and their staff or any other citizens affected by these actions. "Spain will make every attempt to ensure a speedy, peaceful and fair resolution to this matter. We urge other governments to do the same. "Ladies and Gentlemen, thank you for your time. Viva Espagna." ================================= Actions: 1) Bit of character development 2) State Spain's position on the matter 3) Support an amended UN resolution against Canada: a) Public apology from Canadian government to China b) Sanctions against Canada c) Review of Canada's membership of the security council d) Compensation to those affected 4) Condemn Canada's methods for securing the release of their citizens 5) Extend sympathy to all who lost someone 6) Urge re-opening of Embassies and direct lines of communication 7) Instruct Spanish Embassies in both countries to hear all cases for temporary asylum 8) Offer support/co-operation in any investigation 9) Urge a return to stability ASAP From john.penta at gmail.com Fri Aug 22 16:42:21 2008 From: john.penta at gmail.com (John Penta) Date: Fri, 22 Aug 2008 16:42:21 -0400 Subject: [War] US: In future, we quit being helpful. Message-ID: "In future, we quit being helpful." 4 August 2014 Pres. John Williams USA ========================= At some point, the President decided, he was going to get seriously plastered, or melt into a quivering mass of POTUS. Romania trying to be Shogun-era Japan and cut itself off from the world, people expelling not merely a diplomat here and there but *whole fucking embassies and consulates*, plus the other guy's civilian nationals... The world had descended into madness, and if it weren't for the reassurance of his cabinet, he'd probably blame himself and blow his brains out. "Well," he noted as the last of his cabinet members trickled in. "All hell's broken loose." "First up: the UN. Chris, I know you mentioned you agreed with the French?" "Yeah. Abstaining seems like the best idea." "We'll do that, then." "Next up, Romania. I...guess we go home, then. No aid, no nothing. We'll spare a seat for them at NATO and the like if they ever want to come back." "Okay." "China." There was loud argument about this one. It was eventually agreed that the positions of US surface and SSN forces in the Pacific, in general sorts of terms, would be released to the Chinese, along with copies of their orders as approved by CINCPAC, for the 24 hour period in question. There would be nothing to really help the Chinese investigation, but it's what they wanted, and it would disprove allegations of US involvement. The closest SSN, he knew, had been on the wrong side of Japan, playing hide and seek with a US carrier group. One had previously been on patrol near Korea, but that one had been near Midway, bound for Pearl Harbor at the time. At the same time, their ambassador would apologize in suitable Mandarin for the errors of the United States in providing what limited help to Canada that they had unwittingly provided. Then, all American government employees in China, except for essential staff in Shanghai, would be called home. Later, the President could be found wandering the Residence, in silence. --- Actions: 1. Bye, Romania. US government employees to leave ASAP, embassy and all consulates to be closed until further notice. 2. As depositary nation for NATO, accept Romania's exit. 3. US abstains on Chinese resolutions at UN. 4. US to apologize to China for helping Canada unwittingly, then pull out everyone except essential staff in Shanghai. 5. US to also provide general data on SSN and surface positions for the 24hour period of the rescue, plus copies of the orders as sent by CINCPAC. 6. US to also provide copies of the sat photos provided to Canada, as degraded as they were. From vampi.digitalwytch at gmail.com Fri Aug 22 21:13:14 2008 From: vampi.digitalwytch at gmail.com (Vampi Digitalwytch) Date: Fri, 22 Aug 2008 19:13:14 -0600 Subject: [War] Romania-One hell of a morning Message-ID: "One hell of a morning" President Antanasia Danesti Apparently it had taken a bit for things to start to register past Antanasia's rather colourful last part of her speech to anything from the core meat of it and with the new focus of the Romanian government to be focussed towards itself, the daily schedule wasn't as constant pace as it once was. Minister Anton once the latest word from the outside had come in gathered up the assorted and typical of him, jogged over to Antanasia's apartment and picked the lock. Figuring she was sleeping in, he headed down the hall to the bedroom. One thing about Iordan, is even after a night of passion, and scotch, he was waking slowly and then got up to secure his weapon again. Being he didn't hear anything else so he got in to bed next to Antanasia, his logical portion of his brain was still not registering that this was NOT what a bodyguard would consider career advancing. To call it a strangled squawk would have been a compliment as Anton rounded the door to see the distinctive haircut and build of one of the President's guards. Past the bare shoulders, the gypsy representative's mind went blank and he flew out of the apartment almost babbling about papers on the table. Iordan grabbed at first for his pistol from the nightstand, but he looked at the retreating figure, shit, that was a minister, this would be bad if he got caught here, his career would be over. So he had to talk to this guy and see what he could do to keep him from talking to the Prime Minister. The only thing faster than a greased pig was a gypsy who was in full flee. Anton was out of sight though did head into the nearest bar to promptly drink into 'I know nothing'. Antanasia stirred and rose from bed, grabbing a robe, muttering about what now? "Uhh..." Iordan watched her move with some appreciation, he was after all a man, she was after all a woman, they did get along well. "I believe I heard something about papers on the table." "Serious papers to have been brought here.", she said as she went over to the table in question and flipped through them, "It seems now we're at the attention that this region's not warranted since Hitler." "We're going to Parliament as soon as possible." Iordan nodded, "We also need to talk." "It will have to wait, for now, Romania comes first.", she said as she hastily dressed. He nodded and dressed just as quickly, he had his duty after all. It was a quick drive to Parliament where the other Ministers were waiting, even Anton who was still sipping from a flask. "I gather you've all been made aware of this too?", Antanasia said as she took her usual seat. The Minister of Finances spoke first, "China has seemed to have forgotten other than diplomatic functions, they've had no dealings with us. There are no funds to seize and we owe them no debt for them to yell about. Japan has said they are going to seize our former embassy there and sell it off for apparent billions they've claimed to have loaned us since Ceaucescu's end, but there were none otherwise that money would have been put to valued use with the needed reforms. Rechecking the figures, we're out the equivalent of the two billion dollars we contributed to ANDA and while it does make things a bit tight, we did all agree that the loss would be worth the price of our choice." Antanasia nodded, "France as expected has stepped forward to try to be the voice of reason and from what their statement says, they come the closest to understanding why but like the rest, don't understand." The Defence minister sat in his area, "There is one problem we did not consider. How are we going to provide for our forces, we need to purchase arms and equipment." "You should have spoken up before we agreed.", Antanasia said, "Since our forces are home, the resources required aren't as demanding as it is when they are deployed. Most of our current equipment is in good order, and privatized dealings are still available." He paused, "Just want to go over all the angles." "And I expect that from all of you.", Antanasia said with a soft smile. "We did have a change of concept during the night, Madame President.", the Minister of Energy said, "As much as I was speaking as a proponent of the geothermal research we've done, taking into account worst case scenario of no developments that we remain in our seclusion, it is not feasible. However, working more towards our hydropower facilities...it is definitely doable. If we increase our usage of the hydropower as we wean ourselves away from combustibles, we are keeping in line with our power demands while increasing our trends to less polluting which will allow more agriculture." There was a voice, the Minister of Foreign relations, "France wants to discuss this with us, so would I assume the Americans, shall we contact them to discuss tourism?" "I felt I was pretty clear in that tourism is unchanged.", Antanasia said, "But judging from these rather wide overreactions since for the most part we along with the rest of the nations in this region have been either ignored or treated as the scruffy orphan in the streets, I doubt they bothered to truly listen. Currently we have enough on our plate with dealing with our home issues that I am not in the mood to deal with others trying to talk us back into the fold that is still in essence the same power structure and rationales that abounded when the Reich fell. The world has changed and the machine has not. And as it stands, in light of the private mudslinging directed at President Hong as an 'emotional woman', I will not accept such that would clearly follow if we came back into things as if we couldn't show them that we are not some easily ignored backwater that is unable to manage on their own and needs the handouts of those higher up. I am open to any of the other nations sending someone to speak as long as they come in as tourists. What happens after is dependant on them." That got a nod and several ministers seemed to agree, standing in the back of the room Iordan was just watching the exits. "One thing to consider that we did not take into account, is the core overreaction across the board so far. In light of the current situation with it's initial start, since we have clearly bucked the trend and are not dancing to the tune played by the greater powers, we must consider that they will try to make an example of those who are tired of the way everything is played out like a broken music box. While we did crunch the numbers repeatedly and barring the strongly valid concern over fuel, we are self sufficient, we cannot put it beyond the others to blacklist Romania on par with those nations run by the most brutal dictator.", she said, then sighed, "I would not put it past some to think on either removing me in some manner or tampering with our elections until they have a crony who will dance to their pipes." That got nods all around the table, "The elections, we should make sure they are fair, This would be a point we'd bring in some observers to make sure, but what country would observe, we will have to do it our selves." This was from the Minister of Justice, "With your permission, we could prosecute vote rigging as a form of treason." "Ehh, who's going to want to run against the woman with the stones to tell the world to fuck off.", Anton said with a shrug which prompted a few snickers. "We are still a democracy. And to make vote rigging on par with treason is a bit much in my opinion. It smacks too much of Ceaucescu's hand. As much as the Swiss seem the most rational choice, who knows what pressures will be pushed towards them when some of the nations already speaking out are taking actions that by their rules are blatantly illegal. For now, I would think keeping an eye on the inevitable spies that will be coming in to see what's going in within our borders and dealing with each situation as it's own would be the safest course for now." More nodding from the ministers and the Minister of Justice spoke again, "The Border guards and customs will be at alert until the elections, business will not be as usual." "I do not want a high alert, but more care taken with observing.", Antanasia said, "Business will be as close to usual in these unusual times." With everything said for now, the meeting was adjourned. ------------------------------ Actions: 1) Discussing internally the at this point overreactions. 2) Clarifying out exactly what's what as far as the international financial dealings have been. Having gone over real world and in game mentions of such, no one's owed anything save technically Romania for the Anda contribution that they're expecting's going to be kept. 3) Any nations wanting to talk will have to send someone in as a tourist since we're not going to bother with anyone coming in with full force of governmental regalia. 4) Setting forth an internal course of action as well going from what's been tabulated off the factbook site. -- --I know there are no lifeguards in the gene pool, but damn, there ought to be at least a few sharks in the water. From Chazenesq2b at aol.com Fri Aug 22 22:06:55 2008 From: Chazenesq2b at aol.com (Chazenesq2b at aol.com) Date: Fri, 22 Aug 2008 22:06:55 EDT Subject: [War] China: "Pressing the Advantage" Message-ID: "Pressing the Advantage" President Xia Hong People's Republic of China August 4, 2008 ============================================ (The Situation Room: Executive Residence- Beijing) "So the Canadians have finally said something." Minister Dewei Li spoke over the conference call from New York. "And they're being needlessly obtuse. The assertion that they were trying to negotiate with us is absurd, my Ministry was 'never' approached by the Canadian Government on the issue." "Neither was the Prime Minister's office, or my own." Xia echoed with a sigh. She 'did' have to check to make sure before doing what she was considering doing. "The Ambassador to Canada's final report before the shut-down indicates that he has no record regarding even a request for such a discussion from McColl's office, nor did anyone receive a request from the Canadian Ambassador to China." There wasn't not one record, not one iota of paper, not one electronic file, no audio... nadda, zip, zilch, zero. "All right, hand it off to the PR bureau and let them have at the Canadians. Granted the truth doesn't always mean much in western media these days, but I think our case is rock solid enough that even they will have to take notice." "Speaking of evidence, my people have been working with Justice." Li took a breath. "We believe our best policy right now would be to officially bring War Crimes charges against McColl and relevant members of his government." "We don't 'have' them." "Yugoslavia furthered laid precedent for the trial of war criminals without physical possession according to MoJ. Hell, even Kissinger was 'charged' with war crimes." "All right, do it." Xia muttered, looking over the latest reports. "File the papers. This is all on the side if we don't get a clear message across though." "We will." Li assured. "You may also want to check on the Spanish response." Xia already had. "We'll send a gentle reminder that the Prime Minister's statement was based on erroneous information." There was no reason after all to embarrass the Spaniards too much. "Good. The Romanians seem to be convinced that we have no holdings in their country." "Romania is turning into a dictatorship." "Do you want to do something about that?" "No, I have enough on my plate right now... we can let the Americans worry about Danesti the Dictator." Xia chuckled unhappily. Actually, she wished her Romanian counterpart the best. Maybe reminding Western Europe that they 'did' have other neighbors would be a good thing. "As for the debts owed, I'll have the MoC send President Danesti evidence to the contrary." Xia shrugged, there wasn't much more she could do short of invading the country and toppling Danesti... and right now the woman wasn't that big a pain. "Through a 'tourist' ofcourse." "Of course." Li echoed. "The French and the Americans will be abstaining from voting on the resolution. A bit of good news, given the Russians and the Japanese have been receptive. If we can convince the United Kingdom to abstain... or even vote 'with' us... then we could ask the smaller SC members to go along with us, convince them." Xia smirked... whether anyone realized it or not the lack of the big powers' ability to move forward was opening up a rather big chance for smaller nations to garner an incredible amount of influence. "Looks like I'll have some calls to make then." "Has MSI really ruled out the Americans as suspects?" The President nodded. "I'll hand it to Carrim, he was able to talk to counterparts back in the states, and we have a pretty convincing, objectively confirmed case to make that the Americans really 'were' out of the loop." "That's good to hear." "All it means is that Williams was negligent rather than complicit." Xia rolled her eyes. "Still, it's good to know that the Americans weren't involved. That would've been a guaranteed World War starter." She tapped out over the secure Sino Exec-net to the MoD authorization to stand down the remainder of the nuclear weapons facing the US. "They still gave McColl the means to do it, of that I'm convinced. I'll hand it to that cowardly bastard... he's sneaky. He used the alliance to get weapons, training, support equipment... we 'are' dealing with a vastly different Canadian military than one would normally have thought." "One that can operate on it's own, at least in light formations." Bing called out from his desk. "Canada's apparently changed vastly when it comes to their military power." Li lamented. "So have we." Bing said with the sense of finality that indicated he would say nothing more on that subject. ========================================= ACTIONS 1. Go public with all communiques between Canada and China, proving that there was NO discussion about any release of captives. To put it bluntly, they're lying. (proof: Reviewed all Canadian posts, no mentions.) a. Statements to be released to Xinhua, CBC, ABC, CNN, BBC, and the Associated Press for general use, with all documents and evidence included for public inspection. b. Emphasize the portion of McColl's letter to Xia regarding Iran in which McColl pledges to inform China of 'all military operations...' in other words there was patented deception involved. c. Further emphasize Canada's advertised recent military acquisitions (provided largely by the US) siting a purposeful buildup towards belligerence. The Canadian government is warmongering. 2. Officially file War Crimes charges against McColl and the government. a. Officially file wrongful death claims against Canada. b. Officially file 'theft' charges against Canada. (Lack of reason behind their confiscation of property.) c. File suit against McColl and Canada in Canadian courts as well. Equality before the law and all that. 3. Point out to all NATO members that Canada has been warmongering, and is hiding behind NATO to protect themselves from repercussions. Inform the NATO partners that China does not believe that Canada should be allowed to throw the entire alliance 'under the bus' to protect itself from a just, proportional response. a. Strongly encourage all NATO nations to publicly admonish Canadian actions, vote in favor of the Chinese resolution condemning Canada and defining state-sponsored terrorism, and to publicly rebuke Canada by informing them NATO will 'not' be used as a shield when a member nation institutes a war of aggression without exhausting 'any' (let alone 'all') other alternatives. b. Strongly encourage all nations to implement economic and diplomatic sanctions against Canada. c. Specifically, a strong PR campaign in France and the US. Canada's government abused their alliance with your governments, playing them for suckers, to acquire advanced weapons, training, and technologies to launch an offensive war. (it. LeClerc's from France, Helicopters from the US and Europe) Encourage a letter campaign to local representatives voicing concern, and verbal protests. 4. Gently inform the Spanish government the PM is mistaken in the facts. Canada never asked to talk. 5. Gently remind Romania (through a 'tourist') that Chinese firms 'do' hold business in Romania. (see: _http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/business/3808437.stm_ (http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/business/3808437.stm) ) a. If Romania agrees to enforce it's own laws and protect the investments of private businesses from other nations, China will unfreeze Romanian assets. 6. Encourage the UK to vote with us, or at least abstain. Encourage the Non-Perm members of the council to vote in favor of the resolution. Things are in the hands of the little guys right now. 7. Stand down all nuclear forces targeting the United States. China accepts the US apology. China to release a statement claiming the MSI has 'concluded' the US was not likely involved with the operation beyond the periphery of providing intel and (unwittingly) weapons and training. **************It's only a deal if it's where you want to go. Find your travel deal here. 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With a smooth move born from training, the guards took hold of Iordan and led him away towards Simu's office. In the other times that would be precursor for disappearing, but this wasn't the same times. So he went with them, if he had to, he could take them out easily. Once inside, Simu waved the guards outside. "Sit, Captain Romaeski.", he said while wiping his glasses. Iordan just stood, still watching the room. He was to say the least twitchy, any other time he'd have a holster unsnapped and be ready for a quick draw, it was habit. "Why have you brought me here?" Usually the next part involved trumped up charges and an executioner. Simu put his glasses back on and saw the stance of the bodyguard. He chuckled as he shook his head. "Fear not for your life Iordan. It is more I wish to ask in private if there's anything you wish to say." "About?" He was direct, what had he done that the prime minister of the country would be involved with. "You did spend the night in the President's apartment and this morning I see a rather shaken gypsy already hitting drink and refusing to look at you or the woman he's known and been friends with for many years.", Simu said, "I am old..not dead." He paused for a bit, the gypsy had been in the apartment, and someone had been in the apartment, after..... he didn't know what to say honestly, hell he was a bit nervous, this man held his career in his hand, "I...I...Believe I may need reassignment." "Perhaps.", Simu said, not needing anything more to be said, "So you know, I was a longtime friend of Ana's father. I've watched her grow, even helped raise her after her father's...disappearance. My interests in this are in some degree as a member of state, and moreso in the interest of family by proxy." That brought on a respectful nod, ok this he could understand, and respect, "I see. SO I assume you have questions for me then?" "These are very unusual times, and we really do not know what the future will hold. Ana has done much already for the country, and whether she is aware of it or not, the world's eyes are on her for the path she's leading us on. I honestly think the elections they are worrying over will end with her being re-elected. Anton, scruffy layabout that he can be is correct in his opinion. But with those eyes upon her, her actions will be under scrutiny.", Simu said, "And what can be construed as an indiscretion...can have impact." He paused, "So...this is where I have a choice....my position in the Protective Service, where I have a suspicion I may find reassignment, or...her. Is that correct sir?" "Pretty much.", Simu said, "After all, we have bettered ourselves from the days you would have been shot from behind. If you choose reassignment, you will have your pick of postings. And if you choose resigning, it will be with honours and your commission intact. I would even venture that you would still be permitted your firearm and vest since I can't think of a better protector than one that 'close' to her." There was a pause, he had worked hard to get where he was. Earned his rank through sweat, blood, both his and others, but then again, he had been through it alone, and never had someone....in his life, "I have an answer. " There was a pause, "I resign, effective immediately." Simu nodded, and drafted up some papers. "In all honesty, considering how much she takes on herself, I wasn't too surprised that it would be with one of those close to her." He nodded, "She does work too hard, but there is one thing, who tells her of this?" "Tells me what?", Antanasia said as she walked in. "Just some personal matters.", Simu said, leaving Iordan to say what he would. Iordan paused taking a deep breath, "Just making a decision, I cannot be your bodyguard Ana." "What?", she said, trying to understand. Antanasia looked to Simu who simply nodded and left the speaking to Iordan. "I care for you too much to be impartial as a bodyguard should, if you were hurt or gods forbid it, killed, I could not do my duty, I had to choose. Either my career or you." She was silent for a few moments, "I guess that talk we had to put off will now entail something more?" "I think it should." He paused, "Do you have time now?" Simu rose from his desk, "I think this old man needs to get some fresh air. Won't have the chance after I'm in my grave." Antanasia watched him leave and sat down. "Apparently we do." He sat down, "Yeah, I'm sorry I did not discuss this with you first. I should have, but I have no desire to advance in a career alone, I would rather be with you then wear general's stars." "But if things do not work out, we end up disliking each other?" "What if aliens land?" He responded, "You are simply placing an option, to be honest I do not see that happening, we've been through a lot in the years I've guarded you, I seem to recall running out for pads at 3am and nearly ordering a shopkeeper to open his store now or I would commandeer the property at one point." She couldn't help but chuckle. "For the record, I do not plan on moving from my apartment. It is near impossible to get such a good location." "That it is." He nodded, "And besides if anyone is going to be apartment hunting it will be me, with my resignation I have to move from my quarters in the barracks." "Then that is settled.", she said, "As for the rest, we will see where the days take us." "That we shall." -------------------------------- Actions: None, just some character development -- --I know there are no lifeguards in the gene pool, but damn, there ought to be at least a few sharks in the water. From Chazenesq2b at aol.com Fri Aug 22 22:38:28 2008 From: Chazenesq2b at aol.com (Chazenesq2b at aol.com) Date: Fri, 22 Aug 2008 22:38:28 EDT Subject: [War] China's Draft Security Council Resolution Message-ID: OOC: A rough draft thrown together in about an hour, but enough to give you guys the gist of what the resolution states. Resolution [####] (2014) Before the Security Council of the United Nations, submitted on August 3, 2014. The Security Council, Recalling the statements of it's member nations with respect to international terrorism and the specter of state involvement in it's execution, Affirming the precedent's set forth in international law identifying state sponsored terrorism as against the common practices of international law, Defining 'state sponsored terrorism' as the direct targeting of civilian nationals by forces loyal to a foreign state, AND therefore supplied by said state with the equipment, technical training, and given the apparent authority by a lawfully recognized and authorized leader to act on orders directly linked to said state, Affirming that the aforementioned definition constituting an act of state sponsored terrorism accurately describes and pertains to operations conducted against the People's Republic of China by the Canadian government upon orders issued by the recognized government of Canada, by a force loyal to and acting on behalf of Canada, occurring on August 2, 2014, Concluding therefore that the action on August 2, 2014 fits the prescribed and accepted definition of State Sponsored Terrorism, 1. Decides that the Government of Canada acted unlawfully in aggressively assaulting the People's Republic of China. 2. Decides that the Government of Canada, having failed to exhaust all peaceful alternatives, launched said assault illegally. 3. Decides that the Government of Canada is responsible for all damages, personal and public, sustained by all parties at all levels pertaining to the aforementioned assault. 4. Decides that this Council shall forward to the appropriate international authorities such recognition as may be required to prosecute for such an offense, to be determined by popular vote in the Council 5. Decides that War Crimes, as defined in (relevant statutes here) were committed by the Canadian government and therefore urges the Canadian government to turn over all operative leaders involved in the planning and execution of said raid, including but not limited to the Prime Minister, for a fair and impartial trial before said appropriate convening authority for the purposes of determining guilt AND FURTHER orders the same. Hereby RESOLVED before the Security Council of the United Nations on this day... August 4, 2014. =========================================================== ACTIONS 1. Set precedent for state sponsored terrorism as being the authorized and supported use of force by one state against another outside the normal customs of war, without warning, and aimed against non-military targets. 2. Blame Canada.... no seriously, declare Canada's action as meeting the above criteria. 3. Lay out the basic framework for the case to be referred to an impartial and recognized judicial authority for trial, the decision of which shall be binding as precedent. 4. Refer the matter to trial. Let Canada defend itself. **************It's only a deal if it's where you want to go. Find your travel deal here. (http://information.travel.aol.com/deals?ncid=aoltrv00050000000047) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: http://esteroic.com/pipermail/war_esteroic.com/attachments/20080822/c312af2d/attachment.html From ssiruuk25 at yahoo.com Fri Aug 22 23:36:33 2008 From: ssiruuk25 at yahoo.com (Dan Garcia) Date: Fri, 22 Aug 2008 20:36:33 -0700 (PDT) Subject: [War] France: Adventures in Chinese Diplomacy Message-ID: <918221.81549.qm@web65616.mail.ac4.yahoo.com> "France: Adventures in Chinese Diplomacy" President Pierre Legrand, French Republic August 6th, 2014 In the next room, representatives of the media were preparing for the press conference Pierre was preparing to give. He was more or less ready to go out there when his press advisor stopped him. "Mr. President," the advisor began, "I've learned that the Chinese government is currently talking with the media about a PR campaign over the Canadian issue." "Well, they don't precisely trust us to make the 'right' decision, do they. That is the decision they want us to make," Pierre joked. Then, "I don't suppose I would be too interested to know who was kind enough to tell you about this." "If I did, I could be replaced," the advisor said with a smile. Pierre laughed. "Well then, if that's the way this is going," Pierre said, looking towards the entrance to the room where the press conference was about to begin. Without looking back down at the advisor, "Let the media know, quietly, that the Chinese view shouldn't be the only one people hear. Tell them that the government expects fair and balanced coverage of this issue, even if they have to bend over backwards to provide it. I don't like the idea of other governments telling the French people what to think." "Understood," the advisor said, beginning to walk away. "I'll make sure the message is heard. Quietly." Pierre shook his head, and straightened his jacket. International politics could be an ugly business. Particularly when one had to put a kind face on things, as Pierre did. And then he entered the press conference. "Hello, Ladies and Gentlemen," Pierre started. "I have but a brief statement before I will take a few questions. "Recent days have brought several difficult and disturbing events in international affairs. First, in China in what can only be called a prison break Canadian agents freed several Canadian prisoners, and possibly a pair of Americans. Regrettably one Chinese officer lost his life during these events. The government of the French Republic can not condone these actions, as they represent a violation of the sovereignty of an important nation and represent a saddening failure of dialogue and diplomacy. In turn, the Chinese government has responded forcefully, with resolutions in the United Nations, demands for sanctions, and by freezing Canadian assets in China. "The French Republic calls on both the People's Republic of China and Canada to exercise restraint and attempt to de-escalate this crisis through negotiation and discussion. It is in the interests of no one to continue to escalate these problems. "Second, the government of Romania has announced its intention to largely withdraw from international affairs. The fact that this has included a repudiation of Romania's international financial obligations has caused turmoil in financial markets, and threatens serious economic harm to the Romanian people. Minister Perroy has previously spoken on this matter, I will not dwell on this further. "Finally, but of perhaps the greatest concern to the people of France, is the continued war in Azerbaijan and in particular the announcement of the deployment of French forces to the fighting. Understandably, there is some concern about the consequences and casualties which might be incurred by this action. However, as a matter of national pride and national interest, this deployment is necessary. My government has been talking much about this, and will continue to do so as necessary, from time to time. "I will now take a few questions," Pierre concluded. "Mr. President," the first reporter called on began. "The Chinese have alleged that the Canadians have acted in a most offensive and aggressive manner. The Chinese government believes the Canadian government represents a real and dangerous threat to the peace. What do you have to say about that?" "Well," Pierre turned to one side briefly in thought before smiling. "As you may or may not know, several of my children have spent time at universities in the United States. Indeed, one of them has remained there to work. And they have learned many things about America and how Americans view the world from their time there. And they have told me some of these things. And from what they tell me, Americans, at least, would be very surprised if the people of Canada represented a real and dangerous threat to much of anything." This last led to a good deal of laughter in the room, and lightened up the mood. Pierre then continued. "Now, I am not an American. And while the recent actions of the Canadian government have been somewhat irresponsible, neither I nor my government believe that Canada is about to launch a war." "Sir," the reporter pushed, asking a follow up question, shouting down the other reporters, "But what about the Chinese government's point that Canada has spent a good deal of resources in building up its military? Doesn't that support their allegations?" "I do not think so, no," Pierre said, putting his hands in his pockets. "It is not at all unusual for a nation to upgrade and acquire new weapons or military technologies. The Americans spend a not so small fortune to build and maintain an overpowering military force. France itself is a not minor military spender. Indeed, there has been, as you all know, some talk of a major modernization program. Certainly the fact that our only aircraft carrier is in dry dock for refueling has sparked some thoughts in this regard. "But most of all, I can not give due credence to such accusations from a government who are pushing a military buildup without parallel elsewhere in the world. Whatever capabilities the Canadians have added are small compared to that which the Chinese military has been adding. And that is the right of the Chinese government, just as it is the right of the Canadian government, even if it is something which can and quite apparently does cause concern in other nations. "I think, thus, the Chinese government has made charges which are substantially overblown. More to the point, they are not conducive to an easing of tension and the peaceful resolution of the serious problems between the People's Republic of China and Canada." The reporter did not look quite satisfied, but it was someone else's turn. "Mr. President, what does the French government plan to do about the situation between China and Canada," she asked. "To be perfectly forward," Pierre said, gesturing with his arms, "not very much. The French government, and I am sure the French people, do not like to see conflict erupt between members of the international community and so hope that the situation between the Chinese and Canadian governments is resolved peacefully. "However, the French government views this as more or less a matter of bilateral relations between China and Canada. Of course France maintains friendly relations with the Chinese government, and is a long time and dependable ally of Canada, but this simply makes it more desirable for there to be a peaceful and fair solution. But, at least for now this is a matter for the Chinese and Canadians to resolve between themselves." "What about American involvement," the reporter asked quickly. "From what I understand there was no direct involvement," Pierre said. "And even then, it is not a matter in which the French government is directly involved. "I will take one more question, then I'm afraid I have to leave," Pierre said with a smile. "Mr. President, about Romania. Some members of Parliament have criticized your response to Romania's withdrawal from international affairs. What do you say to such criticism?" "Well," Pierre started, "without knowing which criticism exactly you mean, I would say that there is little I can do. Of course, for supporters of the European Union and holders of Romanian securities the decision of the Romanian government is troubling and disappointing. Yet, Romania remains a sovereign and independent state capable of making its own decisions. The French government does wish that Romania had decided differently, and does have concerns about the Romanian economy and the issues that will arise for travelers from the mutual lack of embassies and consulates between Romania and the rest of the world. But there is nothing that I or anyone else outside Romania can do to materially affect this decision, and so what will be will be." ACTIONS: 1) Quietly lean on the media: if the Chinese PR effort isn't sufficiently balanced out with other points of view (e.g. the opposite ones), even if the Chinese are just buying ad time, the government will come down hard. 2) To the Chinese: China is in no position to talk about causing disruption to international affairs and trying to "acquire advanced weapons, training, and technologies", given China's actions with regard to North Korea and its own military modernization program. 3) France will not support sanctions against Canada. France views this as a bilateral issue between the People's Republic of China and Canada, and sees no reason to turn it into a multilateral issue. From dylandv at gmail.com Fri Aug 22 23:36:46 2008 From: dylandv at gmail.com (Dylan de Valk) Date: Fri, 22 Aug 2008 20:36:46 -0700 Subject: [War] Canada: Out of Their Minds Message-ID: <763946e70808222036l3cd85ddcqf2517c54640a8d0c@mail.gmail.com> "Out of Their Minds" August 5/2014 PM James McColl Canada ------------------- "The recent Chinese statements regarding the fact that no negotiations ever taking place are incorrect and wrongly asserted. It is a well known fact that many of those Canadian citizens held in Chinese prisons were there for many years. Successive governments, under Prime Minister's Chretien, Martin, and Harper repeatedly contacted the Chinese goverment and attempted negotiations to get those citizens home. Each time, they were brusquely turned away. This government absolutely rejects any and all Chinese assertions that no negotiations ever took place. This government absolutely rejects all Chinese assertions that the recent operations undertaken by Canadian agents can be considered "Warmongering" and that Canada is hiding behind NATO. This government absolutely rejects all war crimes assertions made by the Chinese government. War crimes indictments are reserved for mass murderers, genocidal maniacs, and people committing crimes against humanity. A rescue operation can hardly be considered genocidal, mass mudering, and a crime against humanity when it is aimed at rescuing unjustly held innocents. This government absolutely forbids and will not allow any Chinese government involvement in the Canadian justice system. That risks politicization and corruption of a well balanced, democratic, and just system. The recent operation was no military operation. It was a civilian operation carried out by civilian agents operating under the premises to minimize all casualties and release as many wrongly held citizens as was possible. After debriefing our released citizens we now wish to bring new information to light. This government will officially file charges against China to the United Nations and World Court in the The Hague alleging that the former prisoners, who cannot be named for security reasons, were tortured and questioned under duress and that China is guilty of crimes against humanity under the United Nations Convention Against Torture. No one can justify the torturing of a human being under any cirumstances. Furthermore, Canada will damages charges from the Chinese government for its tortured citizens amounting to $12,500,000 per prisoner. Another $5,000,000 will be pressed to help alleviate the pain of the families affected by these horrible actions. $5,000,000 will be pressed for in damages and will go to Canadian charities. And a further $2,500,000 will be sought to replace lost equipment and fuel used by agents in their operation. We hope that this money will at least partially atone for the Chinese government's unjust and extreme actions. Thank you." McColl again walked off the podium from another press conference. He had called an emergency cabinet meeting to discuss the recent Chinese allegations brought forward. After meeting in the Centre Block, they had called a press conference that had now left them at this point. His wife Jennifer caught up to him as he stalked away, back towards his office and kept him company for the rest of the work day. ------------ Actions: 1] Reject all Chinese assertions of war crimes, warmongering, and any other ridiculous notions. 2] File charges against China for the horrendous treatment of its prisoners. 3] Seek compensation moneys for the costs of psychological treatment, family compensation, equipment losses and fuel use, and a small donation to charity. -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... 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Bing smirked and offered a laid back shrug. "I don't know how it could have been put any more plainly. He never talked to this government, period. All the crap about previous Canadian Prime Ministers, provided there is even a modicum of truth behind it, remains inconsequential." He poured himself another cup of green tea. "It's about the only reason I could think of for their apparent insistence when their closest ally is backing away from them at warp speed." "Do we issue a reply to the French?" Zim looked up from his computer screen after reading the latest Xinhua International post. "And say what?" Xia ran her hands through her hair. "Congratulations on proving that when push comes to shove, censorship in the west is alive and well?" "I was thinking more about their assertion that we're building up more so than Canada." "Canada has a few million people, we have 1.5 billion, naturally we're going to need a larger military. Likewise, it might do some good to remind our dear French President that 'we' weren't the ones invading sovereign territory and murdering civilians half a world away." She was really starting to disdain the French... someone 'should' throw Africa back in their faces, but this was supposed to be diplomacy. "And would you kindly shoot them in the foot on the multi-lateral thing? Since when has France 'ever' believed in anything but multi-lateral engagement?" "You know Korea is likely to get brought up." "Let them bring it up." President Hong sighed with exasperation. "What we did was a peace-enforcement operation in a country on our border which lacked sovereignty at that point and time because it did not have an effective governing authority, one of the key components of sovereignty. What the Canadians did was an act of war, point blank." "Speaking of the Canadians, they're denying us access to their courts. Apparently the rule of law in Canada is limited to 'unless you're a foreigner'." This was just getting better and better Xia muttered. "Then we'll sue them globally rather than locally, I don't give a damn. Let the Canadian people make the decision on whether or not they want to be in a more authoritarian regime than the great evil China." She gave a dismissive wave of it's non-importance. "Bing, get your senior advisors here. We should begin gaming outcomes." ============================================== ACTIONS 1. Smack the Frogs around a little for hypocrisy (Sorry Dan :-)) 2. Call the Canadians out, as they've apparently been watching a different show from everyone else. We're not claiming Canada never approached China in the past, we're claiming McColl never approached Hong. Therefore there can be no logical claim that all avenues were exhausted, and no logical claim that Canada actually tried to resolve things peacefully. You can't blame one Administration for the failures of another UNTIL you give them the chance. 3. Remind the Canadian government in no uncertain terms that Canada's legal system is set up with the Judiciary, not the Executive in charge of making legal decisions. Prime Minister doesn't get to tell the courts what to do... that's a level of tyranny that they wouldn't get away with in China... which to all the anti-Sino's out there should mean something :-p 4. China to begin war-gaming possible combat scenarios in Canada. Units to be brought to maximum readiness should they be ordered into action. **************It's only a deal if it's where you want to go. Find your travel deal here. (http://information.travel.aol.com/deals?ncid=aoltrv00050000000047) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: http://esteroic.com/pipermail/war_esteroic.com/attachments/20080823/01d6eb62/attachment.html From dantheman2210 at yahoo.com.au Sat Aug 23 03:28:39 2008 From: dantheman2210 at yahoo.com.au (Daniel Sanderson) Date: Sat, 23 Aug 2008 00:28:39 -0700 (PDT) Subject: [War] Crazy Business Message-ID: <360867.96936.qm@web39105.mail.mud.yahoo.com> "Crazy Business" Prime Minister Jack Decker Australia Tuesday August 5 2014 Decker sat in his office, watching the news, footage of various delegations approaching the UN building in New York. It was crazy. Both sides wanted to send the other to the ICJ or the ICC. But those tribunals were all voluntary. Nations only went if they wanted to. The biggest problem with the UN was that it wasn't a global government, no nation was really, truly, bound by it. On top of that Romania was telling the world to get fucked, literally, and closing itself up. Decker wondered how long that would really last, in this globalised world. The only real isolationist nations were...well, there HAD been North Korea, and Cuba. "War crimes?" Decker asked rhetorically with a chuckle as they crossed to the Chinese Ambassador. "That's a bit rich, anyone heard of Tibet?" On his desk was the draft Security Council Resolution. Even though Australia wasn't on the Council, copies had circulated around diplomatic circles. The Consulate-General in Romania was packing up shop, per the Romanian request. Decker had told DFAT to have a senior diplomat take leave and have an all-expenses paid holiday in Bucharest, so he still had someone there. There was a knock on the door, and Lucas entered. "They're all crazy, Lucas." Decker grumbled. "They thrive off chaos." "Gets worse." Lucas said, handing over a sheet of paper. "Sent directly to our office by courier." Decker scanned the sheet and sighed. "Damn...this is getting worse. Have Joanna, and Steve Costakis, meet me as soon as possible." --ACTIONS TAKEN-- 1. Just dismay really! 2. All personnel to leave Romania save for a trusted senior diplomat who's raiding the minibar until called for :D 3. Crunch time for Australia. Can we fence sit forever? Or make the hard call on where we stand, the West we've come from, or the East where we are! Win a MacBook Air or iPod touch with Yahoo!7. http://au.docs.yahoo.com/homepageset From michael.brittain at blueyonder.co.uk Sat Aug 23 15:18:31 2008 From: michael.brittain at blueyonder.co.uk (Michael Brittain) Date: Sat, 23 Aug 2008 20:18:31 +0100 Subject: [War] United Kingdom: PMQ's Message-ID: <014a01c90555$07b41050$6401a8c0@MICHAELB> (OOC: Aplogies for any typos, or anything of the like... been a while since I last posted!) PM Patricia Young United Kingdom 5th August, 2014 -------------------- The House of Commons filled with MPs as they prepared for the first PMQ's after the recent political turmoil. As always, its members returned eagerly awaiting the Prime Ministers appearance. It would perhaps be an understatement to say a lot had happened during the week, but there was something surprisingly routine about question time. As the house settled down, the speaker rose from his seat with the order paper in his hand. Ms Young entered the house, herself presented as usual with her long hair tied up and wearing a black suite. She placed her red folder on her lap as she took her place behind the dispatch box, facing the leader of the opposition, Stephen Bailey. "Questions to the Prime Minister," the Speaker shouted out as a silence fell over the house. "Mr Johnson." Andrew Johnson, an MP from the opposition benches stood up and waited for the house to settle down. "Number one please, Mr Speaker." Young stood up to the dispatch box turning to face the speaker. "This morning I had meetings with ministerial colleagues and others. In addition to my duties in the House, I will have further such meetings later today." The PM took her seat and Mr Johnson stood again. "Mr Speaker, can I congratulate the Prime Minister on her apparent Olympic-speed success on her attempts to destroy the health service in her short tenure as Prime Minister..." "Mr Johnson, your question please," The speaker rose from his seat, instructing the MP to stop digressing as jibes and shouts filled the chamber from the Tories, and laughter from the Labour benches. "Mr Speaker, can I ask the Prime Minister why she is so insistent on destroying the NHS and putting it into private ownership, which, as is well known, could be damaging, destructive and inefficient for the British people." A rather antagonistic question to open the proceedings, Young stood up. "Mr Speaker, can I give my assurances to the Right Honourable gentleman that this government has no plans to increase private ownership of the NHS." The labour benches began jibbing at the Prime Minister. "Order, please, let the Prime Minister speak." the Speaker instructed, rising from his seat. "... Indeed," she continued. "... we plan to give the NHS more independence by creating an independent board to be responsible for the day to day running of the NHS, under the guidance of the ministry of health. This is all part of a unique, and necessary restructuring programme to bring down the running costs of the NHS and remove unnecessary overlap and bureaucracy that we had become accustomed too under the previous Labour government." Young's comments were as expected, and drew a few shouts from the opposition benches. "Stephen Bailey," the speaker called the leader of the opposition, a middle-aged man and former foreign office minister. The leader of the opposition stood. "Mr Speaker, thank you. Can I ask the Prime Minister why the British government has taken so long to formulate a firm response to the irresponsible actions of both the Canadian, and Chinese governments? When will this government begin to act up to its responsibilities?" Young stood, annoyed with the question and determined to give Mr Bailey an answer. "Mr Speaker, as many can understand, the situation at present regarding the diplomatic spat between Canada and China is a very sensitive one, and one which Britain must take incredibly seriously. The foreign office has been in constant contact with its counterparts in both Canada and China. I intend to raise our concerns at the highest levels of the Canadian government, but can I remind the right honourable gentleman, that we have moved on from the "sofa diplomacy" of the previous Labour government." Young's voice resonated through the Chamber. Although she did not shout, her tone demanded respect. Her posture and facial expressions reflected her determination in answering the question. Her last comment drew a few jibes. "As has been already said in a statement at the time, the British Government is still attempting to ascertain the full extent of the situation. If it is to believed, as many now understand the situation to be, that the government of Canada has sanctioned such incursions into China at such difficult times globally, I would be inclined to feel the actions were ill-advised at best." The Prime Minister sat down, her face content and with a cheeky smile. Bailey returned to the dispatch box. "Mr Speaker, the British government can not accept such foolish actions of its allies and I urge the Prime Minister to take a harder line. Furthermore, Mr Speaker, can I also urge the Prime Minister to engage with the Romanians and discourage their ill-fated attempts at isolationism." It was noted that the leader of the opposition could be more flippant in his remarks, and the PM more reserved in her comments. None the less, she responded in kind. "Mr Speaker," Young answered from the dispatch box. "I don't need any lessons in foreign affairs from the leader of the opposition. Our position concerning Romania is well documented. Although we must accept Romania's decision, we will not stop trying to dissuade them that their long term, vested future is with the European Union and NATO. While I can not support nor assist them in what I personally believe to be an ill-advised decision, I have to remind the Romanian government of the many benefits that it's country will lose, financially, economically and culturally." Young continued to take volley after volley of questions. As many had described her as a natural performer, she appeared to answer them with ease. "Here is the statement to be handed to the press when you speak to journalists," Young's Communications Director, Andrew Lancell, handed her a document as the PM stepped into her black Jaguar, surrounded by a motorcade. Glancing over it quickly, she nodded. "It cleans up well," she commented, before handing it back, making herself comfortable in her seat. In the Jaguar with her also was Sir Richard, as he was commonly known as by the PM, the head of Britain's JIC. "Prime Minister," he handed her yet another folder. "Good to see you again." "Likewise, Sir Richard," Young smiled, glancing at the contents. "As I'm sure you are already aware from your morning briefing, MI6 knew nothing of Canada's operation and it has been confirmed to me personally from Washington that the Americans were none the wiser either." Young shook her head. "The Canadians certainly have themselves a royal mess on their hands." She was cautious of what action to take; she knew perfectly well that the Chinese were simply flexing their muscles and that there could be no way she would allow war charges to be brought against Canada, but what Canada did do was immensely ill-advised. "If we voted no in the UN, what would the likely Chinese backlash be?" Young looked across at her aides. "Nothing too substantial. It is our right of course to vote freely, but expect frosty relations." Young paused in thought for a moment, glancing out of the window to see London whiz past. "We can't allow the Chinese to continue with this resolution, it is ludicrous. I can understand the French position by abstaining, but this madness has to end on both sides," the PM sighed. "Tell the foreign secretary to personally inform Canada of my concerns and that we will do what we can to help, but remind them to stress we do not support their actions and are extremely dissapointed." "If there were speculation that the UK may veto the resolution, it could be enough to stop it gaining any momentum," Sir Richard pointed out. "If China persists, the UK will veto their resolution." She paused. "No speculation about it. Canada will have our support." Actions. 1. The UK condemns Canada's actions, yet will stop short of supporting Chinas resolution on the grounds that it will "escalate" the situation, not help. 2. State that the UK will veto the resolution if China does not withdraw it. 3. Tell Canada the UK is willing to help, but make it known that they are sailing very close to the wind. 4. A little something on proposed health reforms - more to come. -- Internal Virus Database is out-of-date. Checked by AVG. Version: 7.5.524 / Virus Database: 270.6.3/1610 - Release Date: 13/08/2008 16:14 From iain at iain-waddell.co.uk Sat Aug 23 15:28:10 2008 From: iain at iain-waddell.co.uk (Iain) Date: Sat, 23 Aug 2008 20:28:10 +0100 Subject: [War] Spain: "Diplomatic Overtures." Message-ID: <672B15A162A44D358F8FAC8CF4E6B477@iainw> "Diplomatic Overtures." Prime Minister Elena Garcia Rodriguez Spain August 4th 2014 Spain and Romania had enjoyed a cordial relationship for many years, beginning with joint policies on immigration, police co-operation and combating international crime through supporting Romania into the EU and calls for nuclear and general disarmament. Elena was damned if she was going to let that go to hell overnight and this is why she had instructed the Ambassador in Bucharest to remain at his post with a skeleton staff, the rest were already en route back to Spain. She knew this was a bold and perhaps ill-advised manoeuvre given the statement made by Danesti but she could be just as forceful as the next woman. But before that, diplomacy was the way to begin and she requested a message be wired to Danesti tout suite. -------------------- To: President Anastasia Danesti From: Prime Minister Elena Garcia Rodriguez Madam President, I wish to inform you of delays in the evacuation of our personnel from our embassy in Bucharest. Due to ongoing proceedings within the Embassy I am unable to withdraw our Ambassador at this time. In light of this I would also like to request that communications remain open between our nations and you may reconsider withdrawing your Ambassador from Madrid and expelling my own from Bucharest. After all, he will be missed at diplomatic functions where he is well liked. I also wish to emphasise that Spain and Romania have been great partners on many ventures in recent years and without your support we would not have made the progress we have made and continue to make. Despite your assertions to the contrary the 'Big Boys' have had cause to stand still and listen to not only our joint ventures but to Romania in her now much stronger position than they would have expected. Withdrawal from the EU and the UN will only serve to weaken the position that your country has fought hard for and successfully gained. Spain will continue to support Romania, or in the event of this not being possible continue attempts at diplomacy and co-operation but this will not be a unanimous position. I eagerly await your response either to myself or my Ambassador in Bucharest. Your friend and colleague, Elena Rodriguez. ------------------------------ ACTIONS: 1) Remove all non-essential staff from Bucharest and return them to Spain 2) Delay departure of Ambassador and key staff members 3) Inform Romanian President of same 4) Implore for maintenance of communication if not return to international co-operation 5) Await response. From pbuck11 at aol.com Sun Aug 24 00:28:18 2008 From: pbuck11 at aol.com (Patrick B) Date: Sat, 23 Aug 2008 22:28:18 -0600 Subject: [War] World Report take 10 Message-ID: <48B0E362.2060002@aol.com> WAR: World Report For all actions since Volume 6, advancing the timeline to 1 August to 14 August 2014 United Nations Security Council (Permanent Members): United States, United Kingdom, France, China, Russia United Nations Security Council (Non-Permanent Members as of 1 June 2014): Until January 2015: Germany, Thailand, Poland, South Africa, Panama Until January 2016: Canada, Japan, Hungary, Algeria, Venezuela Pending UN Security Council Actions: Pending UN General Assembly Actions: None United Nations Secretariat: No news. ============== The Iranian "war" is over, Iran has capitulated and it's government has surrendered to the allied forces, the rebuilding can begin. Several leaders have been turned over to various police agencies to be executed. =============================================== ACTION RESPONSES ============================= COMMONWEALTH OF AUSTRALIA =========================== Population Approval: 53% Government Approval: 53% International Favor: 50% Economic Growth: 3.9% Inflation: 4.1% Unemployment: 4.2% ---------------------------- The tortured attempts at neutrality fool nobody. The Opposition is up in arms about the Government's betrayal of its historic allies before the Chinese, as is the media CHINA (PEOPLE'S REPUBLIC OF) Population Approval: 50% Government Approval: 50% International Favor: 20% Economic Growth: 9.7%, high Inflation: 3.0% Unemployment: 10.1% === President Hong and China have been thrust to the forefront as of late beginning with the tragic passing of the president's husband Hong Wen. Hot on the heels of the reports of his passing were followed by scandal sheets reporting a long time herpes infection along with having had a long time mistress with children. Not having the chance to react to this news while still in grief, word of a series of covert actions on Chinese soil by Canadian operatives that freed many long held prisoners (including 2 hotly debated Americans) was a shock that compiled and began to roll into a near global crisis of accusations and escalations with all parties topping the other. Embassies were evacuated, armed borders with guards having shoot on sight orders occured rapidly and the bane of the modern world, lawyers were even brought into the chaos. However, with the unheard of actions of the Romanian President and her speech causing a figurative splash of cold water on things, President Hong was able to take note of those around her and catch onto hardliners close that were taking advantage of the rapid escalations and pushing for firing solutions. Taking a page from the 'Expletive Speech', President Hong has chosen to focus on the hawks at home to restore the moderate stance of her government that she begun upon election. Lawsuits have been dropped, troop movements have de-escalated and while no apologies have been given, embassies have been allowed to resume status. No official statement has been given regarding Hong Wen's lifestyle revelations, but his funeral was a quietly held affair. CANADA ======= Population Approval:45% Government Approval:40% International Favor: 50% Economic Growth: 2.2% Inflation: 5.0% Unemployment: 6.3% -------------------------------- WHen Canadian forces brought home prisoners people were estatic, untill they realised that their Prime Minister just declared a de facto war on a superpower. To say the Canadian collective 'oh shit' moment was known the country wide, was an understatement to say the least. Protests have broken out as far west as Alberta and there have been calls for the Prime Minister to step down. JAPAN ====== Population Approval: 50% Government Approval: 53% International Favor: 63% Economic Growth: 2.8% Inflation: 0.6% Unemployment: 4% ------- There was a major kerfluffle when the Japanese police forces tried to enforce the new rules on the Sun's reporters. Several crews from NHK TV, CNN, Fox News, and several others, refused to board the press plane untill the crew from the Sun was brought on board. Several commentators lambasted Sato for trampling free press, even though it involved defending what was basically described as a Tabloid. As for the media in Japan, the unofficial "gentleman's agreement" that certian things were off limits, just flew out the window, the first big thing was Sato's past as an adulteror, which included lurid interviews with the mistresses in question. In addition Shukan Gendai broke two stories, first the not identified story of Ieyasu Sato, who was on Death Row for his part in the mafia style slaying of Ogami Ito, chairman of Lone Wolf media, along with the story of his daughter spending time with the son of President Hong of China. FRANCE ==== Population Approval: 57% Government Approval: 65% International Favor: 43% Economic Growth: 2.5% Inflation: 5.6% Unemployment: 6.2% ======== The French government's attempts at Mediation have earned the title of peacemaker, or diplomat as people noted that Legrand was actually trying to reach out to Romania to bring it back in to the fold of nations. On other news the abstention on the Chinese resolution has been called an act of cowardace by several commentators some of whom are calling on France to vote no and stand up to China. NIGERIA ============================ Popular Approval: 57% Governmental Approval: 57% International Favor: 50% Economic Growth: 9.3%, high Inflation:5% Unemployment:4.7% ============================= LOA Romania ------------ Popular Approval: 62% Government Approval 61% International Favor: 50% Inflation: 7.0% Economic growth: 4.4% Unemployment: 4.9% ================ Considering what *could* have happened, things are actually fairly calm in Romania at the moment. Of course, the international community is a little shocked to say the least, but the Romanian people are taking it well enough. That said, the fact that the leu has begun sliding precipitously has many looking worryingly at Romania's large current-account deficit. Beyond that, there are no riots, yet...though expatriates are fairly freaked out by the sudden withdrawal of consular services. As far as the global civilian community goes, debate over the speech as well as the action taken has been possibly the most lively seen. Opinion is polarized between the concept that this is almost the first sign of armageddon and praise on someone from the vaunted circles admitting the fact that there are serious problems in the established power structure, with the standard chaos that is the internet between. Clips of the unbleeped expletive are rife on Youtube as well as several reworded versions of American Woman now called Romanian Woman made into videos are as common as nude pictures of Pamela Anderson pre-boob reduction. RUSSIAN FEDERATION Population Approval: 62% Government Approval: 58% International Favor: 60% Economic Growth: 2.5% Inflation: 5.6% Unemployment: 6.2% ===================== The goodwill tour to Eastern Europe goes off, but it doesn't actually generate much goodwill. Memories of Soviet domination, stoked by the President of Romania's reference to the period in what is widely being called her "Expletive Speech", are preventing much rapprochement from occurring. SPAIN ============================= Popular Approval: 55% Governmental Approval:55% International Favor:50% Economic Growth:2.9% Inflation:3.35% Unemployment:2.6% ============================ The Spanish leader's desire to work with the now isolationist Romania and the latest diplomatic maneuvers have shown great promise. The Media has given positive response to the latest overatures. UNITED KINGDOM OF GREAT BRITAIN AND NORTHERN IRELAND ==== Population Approval: 60% Government Approval: 58% International Favor: 50% Economic Growth: 2.5% Inflation: 3.0% Unemployment: 5.3% ====== The trial of Greggory Allan, the local tough who attempted to assault Color Sgt Makali of the 2nd Royal Ghurka Regiment was held at the Old Bailey and he was rapidly found guilty, which allowed the media to play the Chav Vs Ghurka video again. Allan was sentanced to 3 to 7 years of confinement for assault on the Queen's soldier and Breach of Peace. The general tone on the diplomatic announcement was 'if the Canadians want to go to war with the Chinese, it's their own damned foolishness.' The government's desire to veto the UN resoltion shows a desire for a peaceful solution though some UNITED STATES OF AMERICA ==== Population Approval: 56% Government Approval: 54% International Favor: 66% Economic Growth: 2.9% Inflation: 3.1% Unemployment: 4.2% ==== Within 2 hours of the Chinese threats, Congress opened immediate hearings, senators and Representatives continue to argue what the US knew and was more help offered. Generals found themselves in front of the Armed Services comittee. Foreign RElations however are a bit different with Romania, several groups have cropped up in support, from both sides of the aisle. From the Right the anti UN groups, and conspiracy nuts are proud that someone stood up to the UN. From the left Socialist groups are in favor of someone standing up to the UN. The US response to the situation is still being watched in all circles. ============================================= ECONOMIC INDICATORS NOTE: Initial indicators were gleaned from as recent sources as possible, for the most recent term possible (annualized). In some cases, the numbers used are published estimates, but the English- speaking nations' data is more or less right from the source. Depression: Economic forces retracting uncontrollably and at a dangerous pace with little end in sight. Recession: Economic forces retracting, but more shallow than Depression and more controlably. Sometimes necessary and part of regular economic trends, although prelonged. Revision: Economic forces retracting slightly and short term, associated with economic systems refitting to accomodate new industries, concentrations, etc. Zero: No movement one way or the other. Low: Comparatively low Economic growth/activity. (miniscule to about 2%, depending) Good: Average economic activity (ranging from 2%-5% normally) High: Above average performance (Greater than 5%) Sometimes dangerous if in excess of 8% continuously. SITES OF INTEREST WAR Website: http://war.dagarcia.net/ United Nations: http://www.un.org/ Central Intelligence Agency: http://www.cia.gov/ CIA World Factbook: https://www.cia.gov/cia/publications/factbook/ Federation of American Scientists: http://www.fas.org/ GlobalSecurity.org: http From iain at iain-waddell.co.uk Sun Aug 24 13:32:43 2008 From: iain at iain-waddell.co.uk (Iain) Date: Sun, 24 Aug 2008 18:32:43 +0100 Subject: [War] Spain: "Home Affairs." Message-ID: <802273D20091449DAFDFBA497700475D@iainw> "Home Affairs." Prime Minister Elena Garcia Rodriguez Spain 5th August 2014 Elena had spent the last twelve hours negotiating with various members of her cabinet and specialists in a variety of fields over the next week's proposals. Normally this process was straightforward and unless something exceptional happened - like a near-miss of nuclear war between two super powers for example - and focussed solely on one field to minimise the work involved. This week her ambitions had been high and she was beginning to think her sanity had been questionable. It had all begun when the question of high speed rail travel had become raised at EU-level, leading Spain to re-examine her own plans that had been somewhat left-dangling for a couple of years. On top of which work had already begun on discussing the country's nuclear power supply (after the issues became live again with discussion over China pointing her nukes everywhere) it's future and the alternatives that may be presented. Then somehow, Elena had managed to get involved in discussion about several other things all at once. So far the proposals that were to be made ran to the tune of something like this: Whilst Spain recognised the advantages of renewable energy sources, at the moment there was not the generation power available from these to replace entirely the nuclear system. On top of which the safe disposal of nuclear waste and decommissioned reactors still posed problems both nationally and internationally. The government would commit to replace one nuclear power station with alternate, renewable sources within one year but on the condition that the country join France and the US in ANDA. It was to be made clear that their interest there was mostly for the advancement of disposal and decommissioning technology but making nuclear reactors 'safer' may also be an acceptable short-term goal. This was necessary so that the decommissioning of said nuclear power station could go off without a hitch and without damaging the environment presently or in the future. International co-operation was to be sought on renewable energy sources and increasing their output. Spain was also to make definite commitments to upgrade all previously proposed rail lines to high speed lines within the next five years, including the proposed links with France and Portugal. Admittedly this might end up with people being dumped on the border unless their neighbours agreed to do the work on their side of the borders but it was a start. New trains would have to be designed, built and maintained as well as the network, however this would be more to do with the train operators although guidance would be given from the government if deals could be brokered. The tender was to go out for both the decommissioning of the nuclear station and the building, maintaining and supplying of energy from renewable sources. Tenders would also be put forward for the building and maintaining of the current and proposed high speed rail links and deals to be proposed related to the supply of high speed trains. This was to give preference to Spanish companies but international offers would be considered in the interest of fairness (and potentially cheapness). In line with the government's plans to switch to renewable power, all government buildings were to be installed with solar panels to generate the majority if not all of the energy required within them. Similar initiatives would be implemented to military and public service installations. These, along with several topics table for discussion before any firm proposal was made on them (harsher punishment for homophobic/anti-semitic/racist crimes, immigration, sex education), made up the pile of paper lying before her. As she stood, she wondered just how she was going to be able to transport that lot in the morning. ---------------------------- ACTIONS: 1)Commit to the shutdown one nuclear power station within one year providing that: a) New renewable sources can be found to run to the same output as said station b) Spain join ANDA to further research in the de-nuclearisation project c) The waste and reactor from said station can be safely disposed of with minimal environmental problems 2) Approach ANDA with interest to join, but make it clear we're in it for the disposal technology and to make what we have already safer in any way we can 3) General statement that nuclear power, particularly weapons, should be on the way out 4) Seek international co-operation on renewable energy 5) Commit to a plan to upgrade all existing proposed high speed rail lines within 5 years 6) Approach France and Portugal re same. 7) Put tenders out to offers for: a) Decommissioning of nuclear station b) Safe disposal of nuclear waste from same c) Finding, building, maintaining and providing renewable energy d) Construction and maintenance of current and proposed high speed rail lines. e) Possible supply of trains to the private sector f) Outfitting government etc (as below) buildings with solar panels 8) Begin equipping government, public service and military buildings with solar panelling to reduce their demands from the national grid. 9) Begin discussions on several social issues with a view to tabling proposals 10) Get the woman someone to carry her papers! From lee.tarnow at utoronto.ca Sun Aug 24 13:54:01 2008 From: lee.tarnow at utoronto.ca (lee.tarnow at utoronto.ca) Date: Sun, 24 Aug 2008 13:54:01 -0400 Subject: [War] Spain: "Home Affairs." In-Reply-To: <802273D20091449DAFDFBA497700475D@iainw> References: <802273D20091449DAFDFBA497700475D@iainw> Message-ID: <20080824135401.o6hvbjsyqs44gcoo@webmail.utoronto.ca> I just felt like making my services known: I'm a practicing electrical engineer, and have talked to John, Lisa, and Buckley about staying on as a technology advisor. If anyone would like to hear what solutions are available to them in terms of power generation/transmission/etc., feel free to email me, and I'll give you a run down of what's available to you. -- Lee From vampi.digitalwytch at gmail.com Sun Aug 24 21:03:42 2008 From: vampi.digitalwytch at gmail.com (Vampi Digitalwytch) Date: Sun, 24 Aug 2008 19:03:42 -0600 Subject: [War] Romania-Taking each day and step as it comes Message-ID: "Taking each day and step as it comes" President Antanasia Danesti 17 August 2014 Antanasia had just gotten off the phone with Simu as she stretched her legs on the couch while watching the news. Needless to say it was quite jumping with the protests in Canada, China's easing back, her own country's rather surprising sudden importance when previous they'd be fortunate for a mention on a slow day. In all honesty, it wasn't as if Romania wasn't the first country in modern era to go this variant route, but then Argentina suffered just as much of being a non-entity as Romania did, though hopefully Romania wouldn't take as brutal a beating with the economy as the South American nation had. As it cut to commercial with the promise of scandalous reports from Japan, Antanasia pulled some papers from her briefcase to read over. Iordan carried a large duffel bag, a suitcase and his briefcase from the back of the cab to Ana's apartment. Walking up the steps he nodded to the guards who rang the door bell to her residence to wait for her to reply. Knowing the guards wouldn't allow in anyone unfamiliar, Antanasia gave the okay to let whoever it was up and opened the door. She smiled to see Iordan and her eyes glanced down to his bags. "Funny thing about this is...I have to look for an apartment now. I had to move from my last place." "What makes you think you have to look for one when there's one here?" He paused, "Well....I wasn't sure, and I didn't want to impose myself." She flashed him a mock glare. "With what you've given up, how presumptive of you to think I would let you just scrabble for somewhere to live." He chuckled and looked abashed, "Then where shall I put my stuff, and did you want me to make dinner?" "Dinner, I haven't given it a thought what with the swirl of chaos around everything now.", she said as she closed the door behind him, "As for your things, wherever you find room." He nodded and carried the bags in to the bedroom setting them down before walking back out to embrace her. Antanasia hadn't been expecting that so the report from the Minister of Energy regarding a particular project of Professor Nasady's was crumpled. He set her down then looked at the paper, "oops, sorry." "It's only the basics regarding some very promising research that we brought back a few years ago from a symposium in Australia over alternate energies research as a priority in these times of shrinking combustible fuel reserves. At the time, I found them intriguing due to the lesser to nil pollution aspects since at that time we were being taken to task over how little we'd accomplished with industrial pollution and disregarding the fact that for how many decades we only had an industrial based economy and virtually no clue or resources to branch out into other avenues.", Ana explained, "While we did do some basic research into the prototypes, I did not devote as much as I should have into the developments since we were attempting to get the transport infrastructure up to the EU standards." He paused, "And it can't hurt to have an alternative, especially if the west gets pissy over your speech." "Spoke with Simu before you arrived.", she said, "They are in their own ways. Some are acting as if this was a rash decision, as if I did not sit with Parliament and all of us go over every single angle. Others are acting as salesmen promoting the EU, the UN and NATO as if without them there is nothing. One would think that those three organizations have been around since the dawn of time the way they talk. They keep pressing how we are going to be lost without them, as if we are capable of nothing on our own. I do give credit to Rodriguez and Decker. They apparently paid some attention and have their representatives here as tourists so we can at least listen to each other. At last word Decker's man was showing the chef at that restaurant across from Parliament the proper way to barbecue." "Are you going to meet with some of the tourists?" He began to massage her shoulders. "Of course.", Antanasia said, "Though it will have to wait until we get a few things in order first." "Once we have our own house in order we will not be the poor cousin, content with their charity but as an equal "Hopefully so if all goes reasonably well.", she replied, "And Mikhail in Moldava has quietly sent his sympathetic support. As much as I figured he would, I was not going to count on it since he is in slightly worse straights than us." Given the multiple abounding ties between the two nations, in some ways they still carried on as if in the days of old when they were one nation, and as much as old ties were there, it wouldn't be good to strain them expecting a particular response. "That is good." Iordan said, "He has been loyal and a valued ally." A wry grin crossed his face, "It's almost like we're one country." "Depending on the when, we have been.", Antanasia smiled, "For now, we are just watching how the rest react as we go forward." "It should be interesting." "That it should.", she said, "Especially after discussing a few further options with the Finances Minister." "Oh?" He asked. "You weren't at the figures crunching session in Parliament we went through before agreeing to this.", she said, "Even with any privatized civilian dealings remaining the same, it is expected that the world markets will be in an uproar, even moreso with our dropping the prominent governmental arranged ones. With the moneymen, the mere mention of a payment not coming has them envisioning the worse. As expected, we will be getting the brunt of that and taking into account the state of things before our decision, it is only a matter of time before the businesses start worrying as a matter of course whether or not there is anything to worry about." Antanasia turned to face him, "As much as we are expecting a drop in tourism and private business dealings as everyone is worrying about worst case scenario, of which is a valid concern to have, once everyone sees we are not racing to where we're recreating the forest of the impaled and the impact to them is negligible if any at all, there will be some recouping but for most of what we will need, we will have to work on getting more income into the country." Iordan paused, "Have you ever visited the American City Las Vegas?" She smiled appreciatively. "You catch on well.", she said, "It's not as if we have a lack of themes to conceptualize. Though we will have to endeavour to avoid the pitfalls seen in Las Vegas or Atlantic City where outside the casinos it is gross poverty." "And the Mafia takes the proceeds." He nodded, "Perhaps this is something more suited to the Justice minister and less a former soldier." "All of us are in this together.", she said, "From highest officials, to captains of industry to former soldiers to gypsy hucksters." Iordan nodded, then cracked a grin, "Gypsy huckster, are you sure you don't mean my cousin Anton?" "Well, the Anton I've known for years since Uni was more partial to sneaking into the women's dorm and being chased out holding his clothes in hand for modesty.", she smirked. Iordan had to laugh, "Not my cousin, he is more likely to actually sell you your own watch back." He shook his head, "On my mother's side...then again my grandmother is a woman who actually told the SS to kiss her ass without removing the cigarette." "She's lucky she wasn't dragged off off to the camps or at least shot on sight." "I guess the SS men were surprised that she dare talk to Aryan supermen that way, but the Russians liberated us soon after that. Tough woman, she raised me when my mother passed." "That is what we need now, that toughness to shine.", Antanasia said as she got up, "For now, you do need to unpack and we shall start dinner. I do have a meeting with the Ministers of Finance and the Sciences tonight to go over some developments." "Sounds like fun, do you want me to play hostess?" He teased her, "I think I have a dress that might fit." "Um..no.", she chuckled as they walked down the hallway. Hours later, Antanasia was back at Parliament sitting with the two ministers. "Well.", she asked as she sat down. "We have gone over everything, even the outlandish ideas. Calculations are looking at approximately 24 billion euros with what Sasha's promoting. If we go with what we know will be the proverbial lead balloon considering the proposal to be made, 15 billion euros but with probably enough conditions and red tape to question if it's worth it.", the Finances Minister said. "As far as going beyond my proposal, even the Americans are still thirty to forty years behind in coming up with a commercial variant.", the Minister of Sciences admitted, "We would be working off what little research was shared prior to our withdrawal." Antanasia nodded. "We are left with a deal with the devil who we know has a long standing temper to make things feasible quicker on one hand, and hoping to pull off a miracle worthy of being carved in stone on the other." "At this point while we are weathering well with what reserves we have, we should begin prioritising income. While the stock markets are panicking as expected, we must assume the world's governments will be preying on the fears of the business man that we would be as foolish as to not honour past and current deals with them as some punishment for refusing to deal with their arrogance.", Gregor commented, "At least we can thank the Russians for teaching us it is better to assume and expect the worse so we are prepared for it." "Small favours..", Antanasia said dryly, "Have you approached Misha about the casino proposal?" "He is worried about the organized crime influence. Even with what we advanced with Spain, while they are not as great a problem as they were after Ceausescu's fall, they are still a problem we must factor in.", Gregor said. "If need be, we can grant him the same powers the United States uses for combating the drug lords.", she said, "Seizing their assets will help out everyone." The two men nodded, "So the legalization of gambling is approved?" "Once we put it to vote in the morning, I give my approval if the vote goes through, though I don't see why it wouldn't.", she replied, "Everyone knows we've been hurting for funds in one way or another for decades." "Then in the morning, we shall proceed from there.", Gregor said, "We have enough abandoned warehouses to convert should it go through, and we can calculate out the percentages to make it a draw for tourists yet still profitable." "What calculations?", she said, "We will begin with following the experts." Gregor nodded, "The Nevada gaming commission does list their regulations and percentages online. We know those are profitable enough to start with and can adjust things once we see how the actuality plays out." "Once we begin seeing the returns, we shall gauge which aspect of...", Antanasia said as she looked at the papers she had and raised an eyebrow at the Minister of Science. "What can I say, my brother's been a long time Jethro Tull fan.", the man replied with a shrug. She sighed and continued, "Then we shall see which aspect of Project Aqualung will be most cost effective for the goals we project. We are however going to be changing that name when the time comes." "Agreed, Madame President." With the discussions finished, the gathering called it a night. ------------------------------------------------- Actions: 1) Reassure the privatized/civilian businesses as well as their out of country counterparts that it's still business as usual. 2) Legalizing gambling in Romania, patterning for the regulation will be currently following what's up on http://gaming.nv.gov/ until further notice. 3) Begin converting a few abandoned warehouses in Bucharest into casinos to test the waters. 4) Prepare for the expected grief from organized crime wanting a cut of the action and deal with them on a case by case basis 5) Establish barest rudiments for 'Project Aqualung', as far as the actual project itself, that will be handled over time as a separate series of posts to keep things in a semblance of organization -- --I know there are no lifeguards in the gene pool, but damn, there ought to be at least a few sharks in the water. From john.penta at gmail.com Mon Aug 25 13:14:10 2008 From: john.penta at gmail.com (John Penta) Date: Mon, 25 Aug 2008 13:14:10 -0400 Subject: [War] US: Some vacation Message-ID: "Some Vacation" Various people Aug 5 2014 USA ============== Thomas Yancey was sort of amused by the Secretary of State's sense of humor. Never mind that there was, officially, no longer an American Embassy in Bucharest; The logic of the State Department *still* had people posted to Bucharest, so to Bucharest they went. Only, as tourists. Under the stupidly named AEB Tours, Inc. Out of Florida. They were to be the Long-Term American Tourists, du jour. Their tasks were all, broadly stated, pretty simple. First, enjoy the locals. Not hard, the locals...Only price-gouged them a little. Second, keep an eye on things. Which thusfar seemed fairly stable. Three, save the necks of any American so unfortunate as to get stuck in a foreign jail, and provide the usual consular services, if on the sly. That could be tricky. But even more tricky was their fourth task: Stay in contact with the Romanian government. Of course, that was why they'd picked him. Yeah, some vacation. --- Actions: 1. Dispatch diplo-tourists to Romania. From dantheman2210 at yahoo.com.au Mon Aug 25 17:31:07 2008 From: dantheman2210 at yahoo.com.au (Daniel Sanderson) Date: Mon, 25 Aug 2008 14:31:07 -0700 (PDT) Subject: [War] Decker: Can't Please Everybody Message-ID: <673286.63158.qm@web39107.mail.mud.yahoo.com> ?Can?t Please Everybody? Prime Minister Jack Decker Australia Thursday August 7 2014 The approval ratings weren?t that great, down to 53%. Jack was still a politician, and the numbers meant something to him. His strong, uniting domestic policy agenda was being pushed aside by global crisis after crisis. Michael Taggart and his Opposition front bench were doing what they did best, oppose. Worst, DFAT was reporting their international favour was down to 50%, ironic considering Decker?s fence-sitting attempt. As he returned to Parliament House after a lunch, the press descended upon him. ?Mr. Decker! Opposition Leader Taggart says you need to retract your previous statements on the China-Canada issue and strongly support our Western allies?? Decker raised his hand. ?Australia has, since the late twentieth century, been faced with a choice, between our geographical allies in Asia, and our cultural allies in Europe and North America. What I am trying to do is keep us from choosing sides. Australia is in a unique position to act as a middleman in discussions between East and West. A lot has happened over the past few days, and we?re doing our best to keep ahead of it.? ?People are accusing you of fence-sitting?? ?Well, I used to be a bureaucrat, so that only makes sense.? Decker said with a smile. ?I?m fence sitting because, and the Honourable Mister Taggart should take notes if he wants to be Prime Minister one day, you don?t make decisions on the fly that could have, no, will have, serious implications for Australia?s future. And if some of our allies doubt our friendship, we received a communication from the leaders of Operation Caspian Shield and Joint Task Force Azerbaijan, to let us now that combat operations have officially ceased. We have done exceptional work with our Western allies in the Caucasus, and I am proud of every member of our forces there. Now, if you?ll excuse me, I?ve got a meeting to go to, got to get this nation back on track. We can?t just stumble from one crisis to another, we have to keep focused, and I?m afraid that Canberra?s been a little blurred lately.? Decker turned and walked into Parliament House where, as usual, Lucas was waiting. ?What was that?? ?Just trying to explain myself.? The PM replied. ?Feel like taking a leaf out of Romania?s book.? ?Closing off all international relations?? ?No, going on national television and swearing my head off.? Decker retorted. ?Canada, China, Taggart, the press?? ?We?ll see if we can find a less?rude?way to do it.? ?I?d get a bump in the polls in Queensland.? ?Only if you were swigging Bundy rum while you did it.? --ACTIONS TAKEN? 1. Taking questions from the press. 2. Explaining his actions during the Canada-China issue. Not neutrality, just trying to be friends with everyone, hehe. 3. Set the scene for my next post where there?ll be some new bills introduced, try and bump up the approval rating. OOC: Sorry it?s short, got work and school and so on, it?s a bit busy! Win a MacBook Air or iPod touch with Yahoo!7. http://au.docs.yahoo.com/homepageset From john.penta at gmail.com Tue Aug 26 00:15:26 2008 From: john.penta at gmail.com (John Penta) Date: Tue, 26 Aug 2008 00:15:26 -0400 Subject: [War] Flash Report on the Russian Goodwill Tour Message-ID: After several days of head scratching following the frustratingly unproductive tour of the former Soviet States, the reasons for the cold reception are becoming clear. Many leaders of the former Soviet States see Russia's failure to take action against Iran as a sign of weakness and decided to score points with their voters by snubbing the former superpower. However, the government of Belarus has relented and offered some signs of interest through back channels, while others, like Ukraine, Azerbaijan, and Georgia remain adamant in their initial stance. The conclusion being that if Moscow wants a closer relationship with its former satellites there is a great deal more work to be done. From vampi.digitalwytch at gmail.com Tue Aug 26 01:00:02 2008 From: vampi.digitalwytch at gmail.com (Vampi Digitalwytch) Date: Mon, 25 Aug 2008 23:00:02 -0600 Subject: [War] Romania-Aqualung, the prelude Message-ID: "Aqualung, the prelude" 18 August through 24 August 2014 While the gathering symposium wasn't the first of it's kind in the country, the new impetus to it most certainly was. The word regarding it had been sent hours before President Danesti gave her 'stand out' speech, and as much as the numbers crunched that contributed to the decision, this was going to be the balls to the wall hashing out discussion. Unlike previous gatherings, instead of only scientists, this time engineers and technicians were invited. Once everyone was seated, the Minister of Sciences addressed them. "Ladies and Gentlemen, as much as Madame President has proven not to mince words, I shall follow her vein to an extent. We have long known that with the mismanagement and corruption that was rife during Ceaucescu we would have a long road to go before we were on the same level as the average global nation much less standing with the superpowers. Since Iliescu, we have been working hard to travel that road with only modernisation as the primary goal. Granted, our progress has had hurdles, but we have made strides. From the figures reported by the Minister of Finance, as of this year, we are equal to Italy in our Gross Domestic Product. While we are uncertain for how long that will last due to the reactions of the world, at this time, our country calls to us for our part to prove that greatness is not limited to the superpowers of the world. While the matters of finance are being handled by others more knowledgeable in those fields, one of their concerns is one that has solutions within ours.", he said then paused as he rifled through papers. The crowd's attention was focussed on the minister, some already having a good idea what he was going to mention next. "It has long been apparent to any industrial nation that reliance upon combustibles for energy that those reserves will run out, and the usage of such contributes to the concerns of pollution that affects all areas of our lives. At the current cost of oil coupled with dependence upon it, it is a primary of where the spending goes. While we do have to give some credit to Ceaucescu for the creation of the Cernavoda nuclear plant and the touch of providence that it is of CANDU design and not RBMK...", he continued before the chuckles of many engineers made him pause. Once they were able to muffle themselves, the minister continued. "As we do have a better quality plant, than most in the region that has yet to be brought to full compliment, it is in our interests to ensure Cernavoda is active to it's full five reactors. Currently with three active and functioning at 90% capacity and unit 4 to be completed next year, the plant will be providing 40% of our electrical needs. With unit five active, while that will greatly reduce our needs on oil imports, we clearly need to do more. We currently have the wind farms at Eolica Baia, Eolica Beidaud, Eolica Casimcea, Eolica Cogealac, M?ri?elu, Eolica Mihai Viteazu, Eolica Sarichioi, Eolica S?cele, Sinus Holding, and Tomis Team Dobrogea. We have the hydro facilities at Bicaz-Stejaru, Br?di?or, Iron Gate I, Iron Gate II, Lotru-Ciunget, M?ri?elu, Nehoia?u, Oa?a, R?ul Mare, Retezat, Reme?i, Ruieni, ?ugag, Tarni?a, L?pu?te?ti, Tismana, and Vidraru. While these cleaner running facilities have helped us get more into accord with the Kyoto Protocols, it is Madame President's hope that we can drastically reduce our dependence on oil while reducing the related emissions to the greatest low possible so as to show by example to all the powers of the world that this can be done and we have been able to do it without any dependence upon the institutions created for the superpowers of the world by themselves." The crowd began to applaud and once it died down, the minister resumed. "While the focussing upon the reduction of oil dependence is a priority, we are not going to abandon our great strides in telecommunication, industrial robotics, informational technology or biotechnology. To slack in these areas will be the same as stepping backwards. It is to us, that this mantle falls." Again, the crowd applauded but the low mutters of voices began and the question and answer session began as well as carried on throughout the week. With Cernavoda at full capacity, and the current amount of twenty one power plants devoted to combustibles, the shift would be time consuming as well as obviously expensive. Fusion power while perfect for the task, was still too new and still not cost effective. Wind power while clean, was dependant on the still precarious reliability of air currents. And with the forgone conclusion of ANDA's not going through with the additional plants, Cernavoda would be the only one in the country. Only thing left was hydropower. With the current dams in place, only other location for a sizeable one was the Danube but that simply wasn't a consideration. The venerable river was too important in it's current state to the region. Tidal power while intriguing, seemed more feasible if there was a greater body of water such as an ocean on the border. Wave power currently was looking quite promising if the statistics from Portugal were correct. Factoring in the economic zone nearly in the middle of the Black Sea, there was goodly space to make a rather huge wave farm, though the costs would be terrific. There was another option though, one that as much as it wasn't wanted to be considered, still had to be discussed. Nuclear and Fusion were clearly top choices, the latter simply not cost effective especially in light of the current situation, but a variant of smaller plant was currently in existance and with the right price, commercially available. The Russian floating nuclear stations. Granted the steam turbine the boats used was terribly inefficient but that could be taken care of with some well done refitting. Private companies did sell the equipment if it couldn't be manufactured, and the power lines required for them coupled with the distance they'd be run would have a cost in the billions. There was also what the Russian government would do to 'discourage' any transactions between the private companies involved. While they were speaking aloud about goodwill and making peace, this was still the nation that crushed many in the region with the slaughter of intellectuals and gross repression to the point some of the neighbouring countries were still trying to recover. That was something that wouldn't be easily forgotten for generations. So much still boiled down to funds and time, and there was not enough of either even in the best of circumstances. As much as the finance side of things said they had ideas, it was hard to predict where they'd go. At the conclusion of the symposium, everyone's figurative plate was full. ------------------------------------------------ Actions: 1) Begin work on getting the Cernavoda plant to full functioning of 5 reactors going 2) Begin deep analysis on the potential direction of establishing a wave farm in the Black Sea 3) Discuss further the potential of the Russian floaters vs the potential difficulties mentioned in post 4) Come up with a better name for the project Reference links: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Economy_of_Romania (While figures are listed for the real world, I'm using them for the state of the economy up to the stepping apart for a basis) http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cernavod%C4%83_Nuclear_Power_Plant http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Russian_floating_nuclear_power_station -- --I know there are no lifeguards in the gene pool, but damn, there ought to be at least a few sharks in the water. From martellian at hotmail.com Tue Aug 26 04:26:22 2008 From: martellian at hotmail.com (Ian Martell) Date: Tue, 26 Aug 2008 01:26:22 -0700 Subject: [War] Japan: "Shuffling the Deck" Message-ID: "Shuffling the Deck" Hideyoshi Mura, Director, Prime Minister's Office Akira Ando - Special Assistant to the Prime Minister Japan 6 August 2014 ---------------- Akira shifted nervously as he waited to be announced by the Director of the PMO's secretary. He didn't wait long before the door opened and he was shown inside to face the number two man in the PMO besides Sato himself. Hideyoshi Mura was a short slender man with a closely shaved head and small oval rimless glasses, that gave his face sharp, hawkish look. Akira bowed a few steps inside the office and waited to be spoken to. "Come, sit," Mura said as he waved towards one of the chairs in front of his desk. He didn't return the bow. Akira sat, crossing his legs and keeping from meeting the Director's eyes in an expression of his shame. "You know why you're here?" asked Mura. Akira nodded. "Yes sir," he said. "Explain," Mura said. "I misunderstood the orders I was given by Miss Sato, it was never supposed to be an official policy to harass the Sun, just a suggestion that if someone wanted to complicate their lives they would not be punished." Mura shook his head. "That's not it at all," he said gravely. "Oh?" Akira said and looked up his face full of hope. "Miss Sato had nothing to do with the orders; you misinterpreted the PM's anger at the Sun as a direction to act." Akira frowned and for a moment he didn't understand what he was being told, then suddenly it became clear, he was being asked to fall on the sword. Nodding Akira looked at the Director as the fear and shame he had felt for days left him in a rush. The Director gave him a slight smile and stood up and walked to the sideboard and poured him a drink and gave it to him. "I did this once to you know," he told Akira as the younger man sipped at his drink. "Really sir?" he asked. "Yes in the Transport Ministry, a Deputy Minister was implicated in a suspicious bid on some road repair work in Saitama, I took the blame and spent a few months in a lower post, but the Deputy Minister was a good man, and saw to it that I wasn't in that post for long." "Was it Sato?" Akira asked. "Yes," Mura said. "You can see my career was not overly damaged by it. Anyhow there is a long tradition of us civil servants doing this for these politicians, it's almost a right of passage. Besides without us, they'd be in and out of office all the time, and who'd want the noise of elections more often than every four years? It's hard enough for us civil servants to run the country without all that noise." Akira smiled. "May I ask where I will be sent?" "Of course," Mura said. "You're being transferred to Foreign Affairs after a two week suspension. I believe the understanding is you will be assisting Sakai-san in North Korea." "North Korea? But isn't that dangerous?" "Not in Pyongyang where you will be staying. After the attack on Miss Sato and the North Korean President the Chinese and the North Koreans won't be so lax about security again." Akira smiled. "Okay." Mura grinned and gripped his shoulder. "Good, now let's lay out how this will go." *** Half-an-hour later, Mura left Akira in the care of the Public Affairs director and the legal counsel, and knocked on the door of the Prime Minister's office before stepping inside. "Shunichi," he said lowering his head slightly in a bow his boss and long time friend. The Prime Minister looked up from what he was reading, another of those stories about his bastard. "How'd he take it?" "He understands his duty," Mura replied. "There will be no mention of Akemi in his statement." Sato nodded. "Good, and he's fine with North Korea?" "A little nervous, but I believe he sees it correctly as a place for advancement." "Good," Sato said. "I'll leave the details to you, but bring him back in a couple of months and get him in with one of the cabinet." "I've spoken to the Justice Minister, he'll be on his staff in three months." "Good. Anything else?" "No," Sato said. "But when I get back from China we'll discuss how things are going to be run around here." "Agreed," Mura said then pausing a beat added. "We need Akemi to resign as your aide." A man who had known the Prime Minister for less time than Mura had would have missed the flash of anger there but Mura didn't. "We'll discuss it later," the Prime Minister replied. Mura bowed. "Yes sir," he said and returned to his office. Actions: 1> In the tradition of Japanese politics, the junior man will take a fall for his seniors, and his seniors will take care of him in return. 2> Akira Ando will be suspended for two-weeks and then given a lower assignment in North Korea with Foreign Affairs. 3> Three months later the Justice Minister will request him for his staff. (Established by Mura in person with the Minister) 4> In return for Sato's future patronage, Akira will leave any mention of how things happened out of his statements. (Implied) From martellian at hotmail.com Tue Aug 26 04:54:36 2008 From: martellian at hotmail.com (Ian Martell) Date: Tue, 26 Aug 2008 01:54:36 -0700 Subject: [War] Japan: "Making Amends" Message-ID: "Making Amends" Hideyoshi Mura, Director, PMO Japan 6 Aug 2014 ------------- ----- Sir Humphrey: Prime Minister, what about the people who read the Sun? Bernard Woolley: Sun readers don't care who runs the country, as long as she's got big tits. - from: Yes, Prime Minister ------ The official harassment may be over but the Kantei was hardly a comfortable place for reporters from the Sun especially the sixth floor where the PM and his closest advisors kept their offices. It was difficult not to see the resentment behind the neutral faces of those few aides who nodded with terse konichiwas as they were escorted to the office of the Director of the PMO by a man from the PM's protection detail. Once they were inside their sense of welcome changed at once. The usually hawkish director of the PMO stood up and smiled warmly and bowed deeply as they entered and ushered them to the informal seating area in his office as their escort left them alone. "Please, can I get you a drink?" The reporters nodded. "Yes please," one said. "Do you mind if we record this meeting." Director Mura poured them their drinks and returned to the seating area. "Of course, though I would like to do the same for my own records." The reporters nodded and the recorders were set up and the taping began. "This is just an informal meeting, the Prime Minister is unable to meet with you due to his busy schedule but he wanted to extend you his personal apology for the treatment you recieved. It was in no way his intention that it be Kantei policy to exclude your paper from anything." "Is that your official statement?" one of the reporters asked. "The official statement will be made later today through Public Affairs, this is background," Mura explained. "Also we wanted to thank you, by way of this unfortunate incident you have revealed several flaws in the Kantei's organizational structure. You see Mr. Sato's aide, Akira, new to his office, misunderstood an off-hand comment during meeting discussing the China crisis as an order." "Can we get a transcript of the meeting?" asked one of the reporters. Mura sucked air through his teeth. "I will have to look into that, unfortunately several maters of national security were discussed, I will however see that the proper requests are filed at Defense and Foreign Affairs for you." "What was the comment?" "Unfortunately I wasn't at the meeting." "Who was?" "Akira, and several others." "The Prime Minister?" "Yes I believe he was present. As you can see your story has revealed several organizational issues that have been plaguing the Kantei for sometime, but I can tell you that Mr. Sato's aide will be suspended without pay, and transferred to a position with fewer responsibilities." "Can we speak to the Prime Minister about the situation with his son?" "Alleged son, there was never a paternity test, however Mr. Sato has generously paid for the young man's education and upbringing, however, that is not what you're interested in it's all a matter of public record. We do have some other information for you though, the Ministry of Justice is willing to provide you with a phone interview with the condemned's girlfriend, a protected witness, who can give you details about the condemned's life of crime and an inside view of Japan's underworld." There were a few interested looks there. "But the Prime Minister is not going to give an interview?" they asked. "Unfortunately you've caught the Prime Minister in a very busy period; he is due to leave for China tomorrow morning, after that he will be flying to Baku, before finally meeting with the Georgian President in Tbilisi." "After that?" "He will be on vacation during Obon and attending memorial ceremonies on the fifteenth." "The fifteenth?" one asked. "It was the day Japan surrendered to the Allies," Mura supplied. "Oh, right." The reporters shared embarrassed looks. "However the Justice Minister will be in Tokyo for most of the next couple of weeks if you'd like to meet with him." "Any chance we can see the Prime Minister on vacation?" Again Mura sucked air through his teeth. "I will ask him but I don't think he will be available, you see this story has caused considerable disturbance in his family, so he will want to spend that time with them." "Will he be visiting his son in jail?" "Unfortunately I cannot release his schedule. Security you understand." "His schedule has never been classified before." "Yes however given that Japan is hosting a summit aimed at combating terrorism in Southeast Asia several new security measures are in effect for the Prime Minister's security." "Have there been threats?" "A few, but that has been the case since the failed attack on the Tokyo subway, and the arrest of the terrorists responsible. However these measures are simply temporary precautions due to the summit. You are coming to the summit?" Mura asked. "Yes." "Excellent, perhaps you can see the Prime Minister then, I will ask the schedulers about it." The reporters nodded. Mura looked at his watch. "Well I have kept you long enough, the press conference will be in a few hours, however I will see Public Affairs slips you a copy of our remarks before hand. Also, I'll give you the contacts at Justice who can set you up with your interviews if you wish to take them." Mura went to his desk and wrote the names and numbers of the contacts at Justice on one side of a post-it and then wrote a third name and number on the back, the number was the current mistress of a prominent member of the opposition. The two tabloid journalists would doubtlessly enjoy that. Mura returned to the sitting area and turned off his recorder. The reporters did the same. "What's the third number here?" asked one of the reporters. "Off the record?" The men nodded. "You'd have to ask Mr. Nakamura of the New Komeito party. A gift." They nodded and Mura pulled a business card from his pocket and presented it to them. They gave him theirs. "My private line," he said pointing out the number at the bottom. "Have a good day gentlemen." Actions: 1> Establish the basics of the counter-spin - 1. The condemned was never established by DNA to be Sato's son; 2. Despite point 1, Sato took responsibility for the costs of his upbringing and education (dropped out of Tokyo University); 3. This was never a secret. 2> Classify the discussion at the end of "Tragedy and Scandal" between Ryusei, Akemi, Akira, Sato and Jonouchi as pertaining to key diplomatic initiatives relating to national security and the security of key government personnel. It discussed both responses to the situation in China and the travel plans of the Prime Minister. (yes we're stretching the definition of both) 3> Establish bureaucratic incompetence and Akira's misunderstanding of the classified comments as the reason for the persecution of the Sun reporters. 4> Establish that Sato is going to be out of reach for the next couple of weeks on important matters of state and personal time with his family. 5> Offer the Sun the following: 1. An interview by phone at the MoJ with the condemned's girlfriend, a protected witness, to provide juicy mob gossip to the Sun reporters. 2. An interview with the Minister of Justice about the execution 3. Provide an off the record tip about a current affair going on between a married member of the New Komeito party and a hostess bar girl. 4. Mura's private line for future tips of that sort. From martellian at hotmail.com Tue Aug 26 05:58:06 2008 From: martellian at hotmail.com (Ian Martell) Date: Tue, 26 Aug 2008 02:58:06 -0700 Subject: [War] Japan: "Matters of Justice" Message-ID: "Matters of Justice" Hideyoshi Mura, Director, PMO Justice Minister Kabayama Japan 7 August 2014 ------- Kabayama, Japan's justice Minister was study in contradictions, he was vigorous and healthy, who frequently joined the Prime Minister in his yearly climbs up Mt. Fuji, and was a friendly and well loved man in his district, yet he had in his relatively short time in office signed the death warrants of three men. The first was a Japanese-born Korean who had been caught passing classified documents to North Korean spies in 2003, the second was Yakuza boss Tetsuya Shiroo, who was sentenced to death in 2007 for the shooting death of Nagasaki's mayor, the third was Tomohiro Kato, responsible for the Akihabara Massacre in 2008. Behind his back, members of the Cabinet called him the Shi-san, or Mr. Death. Still he was a good friend of the Prime Minister and now the likely natural son of the Prime Minister was on death row, there were things to discuss. Off stage at the press briefing room at the Kantei, Mura found the Minister waiting to address the assembled reporters. "Quite a crowd," Kabayama commented as adjusted his and watched the monitors in what amounted to the green room for the press briefing room. Mura nodded. "Yes, well this is big news now, I heard it was even in the Sun," he joked with a light smile. Kabayama barked a laugh. "Yes, ridiculous paper, I wouldn't paper my bird's cage with it, might make him sick." Mura gave him a polite laugh. "True." "So what is it you want Mura-san?" he asked. "Just to make sure you're not making a political mistake." Kabayama snorted. "Thank you but I have my own advisors, this is big news, and you know this sort of press can make a name for me." "Yes, but while I admire your ambition, making this a press event may paint yourself and this government as being willing to kill a man for political reasons." "The man is guilty," Kabayama replied earnestly. "I've reviewed the case myself, he's guilty, his girlfriend says he's guilty, thirty people in the restaurant he killed the man in say he's guilty, and furthermore his prints were found on the weapon we recovered, so what is wrong with me announcing that I am going to sign off on his execution." "Because he is likely the illegitimate son of your friend and mentor, one whose existence is causing him no end of trouble, that's not so much an execution as an assassination." Kabayama chewed on it a moment. "What do you really want Kabayama-kun?" asked Mura. Kabayama smiled. "I want in the room on the big decisions, right now it's all Jonouchi and Inukai, I'm in his faction and he has Yoshida reporting to Defence, Koancho is under my department." Mura nodded. "I'll see you get in the room," he promised. "Good," Kabayama said. "So what are you going to tell these people?" he asked nodding to the screen displaying the reporters. "That I am going to stand aside this time, let my Deputy make the call, Jonouchi picked him for the post, he hasn't more than a few photo ops with Shunichi." Mura breathed a little easier, even though he knew he was just played. "Good," Mura said with an honest to goodness smile. An aide stuck her head in to give the Minister the word it was time to speak and Kabayama bowed to Mura. "Sit Shunichi down about Akemi would you?" he said lightly. "We're all going to get burned if she stays." Mura snorted. So Yoshida wasn't reporting to just defence. "When he gets back, he's in a mood." "When is he not these days?" replied Kabayama and he left to tell the world that he was going to stand aside and let someone else make the hard call this time. Mura frowned. It was true, Sato had been in a bad mood for a while now, he would talk to him about that too when he got back. For now he watched the Minister of Justice address the press with well rehearsed Osaka openness. Actions: 1> The Minister of Justice, a personal friend of the PM and the PM's appointee, will defer to his Deputy when making the final call on sentencing Sato's illegitimate son to death. 2> Various character development stuff. 3> FYI: The first person condemned by Kadayama was made up, the other two Kato and Shiroo are real cases that happened in the last year or so. From vampi.digitalwytch at gmail.com Wed Aug 27 01:11:51 2008 From: vampi.digitalwytch at gmail.com (Vampi Digitalwytch) Date: Tue, 26 Aug 2008 23:11:51 -0600 Subject: [War] Romania- Money, it's a crime Message-ID: "Money, it's a crime" As Antanasia sat listening to the Minister of Finance and the assembled gathering of bankers and other financiers discuss, she could only think of the old truism 'money makes the world go round'. While she knew her country was doing well on the grand scheme of things, though not as well as other nations, with the withdrawal from the major organizations, it was only a matter of time before those feeling threatened by any country daring to buck the trend would lash out not in armed soldiers but the subtle ways of economy. Before the decision was made, it was expected that they'd be getting hit with steep tariffs at the very least, and for all they knew since so much of banking was handled electronically, hackers could be sent to cause chaos and while private trade was going to be carrying on as usual, with the others all it could take was some unofficial governmental leaning to have them do business elsewhere even if it wasn't cost effective to them. So far only Moldava and the Czech's had given verbal support but if they too were given the crunch just from being in proximity, she couldn't blame them for covering their own. As she listened to the clamour of discussion around her, as much as Romania was self sufficient on most counts and just with things as they were, making this already difficult; a concentrated effort on a multinational level to punish the bucker of trends for refusing to play the same tired game again would be devastating. Who would've thought that the old outdated machine wouldn't continue to lumber along on it's own same as it always had, and that what it considered a gnat be something of concern on par with the superpowers on the brink? Antanasia shook her head to change the train of thought. Usually mention of tax rates, consumer credit and capital influx made her eyes gloss over at the best of times, with the crunch on to just weather what might come as things played out, the nods weren't an option anymore. With the legalization of gambling pushed through and work beginning on the casinos, it was still too recent to see those effects and even at best, still wouldn't cover in a worst case scenario that her ministers were considering to be expected rather than just a possibility as previous. "Gentlemen.", she said when there was enough of a lull to speak out, "Currently, what options do we have to keep the money flowing without allowing what remains of the organized syndicates any growth?" "Well, Madame President, as we have left the EU, technically we are no longer bound by the embargo towards China in regards to selling weapons. We can offer them a very fair price and still be solvent in that arena.", replied the Minister of Finance, "The weapons manufacturers have long been requesting a repeal of the embargo to no avail and opening that market will cause some excellent growth particularly with the industrial robots in place." She nodded, "Send discreet word through their tourist representatives that we are open to dealing with sales. I do not know if it will be accepted but the offer is there." "Madame President, while Bucharest is our financial capital and up to this point the banks have been doing brisk business, it is still too soon to see if there has been any pulling out as we've not friezed anything save for what prosecutions in place with our local crime bosses, while we could assume at best nothing will change, it would be necessary to impose some changes to increase flow.", one of the bankers commented, "As the Swiss have long succeeded here same with the Cayman Islands, it would behoove us to follow thier privacy statutes." It did make a point, it would bring in more funds though it would open up the channels for the unsavoury to hide accounts. But everyone's money was spendable and in light of having the figures quoted from the Minister of Sciences in regards to the power situation when looked over by a not wanting to impress party, was looking like far more work was needed since projected numbers seemed inflated as far as output went. "Approved upon sanction of Parliament.", she replied, "Not sure how it will pan out in the long run, but perhaps our non-involvement with the greater affairs of the world will make us seem more appealing." Nods followed and the remaining minor details were discussed until it was adjourned. -------------------------- Actions: 1) Let China know discreetly that we're very open to selling them arms and all major credit cards are accepted with the always good cash. :D 2) Establish new banking rules focussed on the ensuring of secrecy and privacy, mostly modelling it after the Swiss Banking law of 1934 but with the required adjustments to accommodate the advent of the internet 3) Increase IT security for all banking institutions beyond the current protections to ensure action 2. -- --I know there are no lifeguards in the gene pool, but damn, there ought to be at least a few sharks in the water. From john.penta at gmail.com Wed Aug 27 13:37:15 2008 From: john.penta at gmail.com (John Penta) Date: Wed, 27 Aug 2008 13:37:15 -0400 Subject: [War] US: Thanks, Japan Message-ID: "Thanks, Japan" 7 August 2014 Pres. John Williams USA ================ "...In summary: SACEUR has ordered all forces attached to AZFOR to enter Iran, with the assistance of the Iranian forces, to begin occupation and reconstruction duty. This will last until Iran holds new elections and signs a peace treaty with Allied Forces. Until then, the Allied Control Council, with the assistance of the civilian government, will be running Iran and directing the reconstruction process," Williams announced. "Azerbaijan has been freed. As such, Operation Caspian Sword has come to a successful conclusion. Operation Lion Restoration begins as of 8 August 2014." "At this point, I would like to thank the nations who contributed forces to Caspian Sword, but particularly deserving of note is the contribution of Japan. In firing Japan's first shots in anger since World War II, I know that Prime Minister Sato took a deep risk -- a risk for which the United States extends its gratitude. Also, we would like to thank Japan for being the intermediary in, and helping in many ways to arrange, the negotiations which led to the Iranian surrender..." The President went on to thank other Allied nations for their help and sacrifices. --- Actions: 1. CASPIAN SWORD comes to an end. LION RESTORATION, the rebuilding of Iran, begins. 2. AZFOR troops to move in to oversee the rebuilding of Iran. 3. Thank Japan for their help in the negotiations. From michael.brittain at blueyonder.co.uk Wed Aug 27 18:36:46 2008 From: michael.brittain at blueyonder.co.uk (Michael Brittain) Date: Wed, 27 Aug 2008 23:36:46 +0100 Subject: [War] United Kingdom: 'Victory' Message-ID: <007d01c90895$631f8850$6401a8c0@MICHAELB> PM Patricia Young United Kingdom 9th August, 2014 -------------------- 'Young declares 'victory' with Iran' British Prime Minister Patricia Young has said the UK and her allies have prevailed in the Battle for Azerbaijan in a speech at Camp Sarisu on her tour of British forces in the Middle East, ahead of the Conservative Party conference. Explicitly linking the conflict to terror attacks in London in her speech, Ms Young blamed the former Iranian government for their "blatant" and "disturbing" links to terrorism. She spoke of victories in Azerbaijan, and said that the time was "right for Iran to reform and rebuild as a nation." "The conflict is a victory in a war against extremism and state sponsored terrorism." She went on to thank the "courage and professionalism" of Britain's fighting forces. Ms Young landed at the camp in the early hours of the morning, attempting to capitalise on high poll ratings and the success of the military operation. Earlier, Ms Young's spokesperson Jonathon Greening warned that the Prime Ministers speech would not necessarily mark the end of hostilities "from a legal point of view". Ms Young's announcement was based upon an assessment given to her from both British and US generals. The UK currently has over 25,000 troops stationed in the Middle East, the second most numerous after the US. 'Iran failed' "The days of the tyrannous Iranian regime are over. The regime was rotting from the inside and has been dealt a final and damaging blow by coalition forces. They have failed in their attempts to intimidate us; by terrorism, by propaganda and by force." The Prime Minister was speaking to British troops at the camp. She went on to welcome a "new, prosperous and fair Iran" to the world, and was determined in her support to the people of Iran. Ms Young said that although conflict had ended, it would not spark the return of British troops. "We have a duty to the Azerbaijani and Iranian people," she said. "To help them rebuild and recover from the occupation of a tyrannous regime." She continued to thank nations that contributed troops to the war, stating that the world is "a safer place for their efforts and sacrifices." Actions: 1. Whistle stop tour of British forces in the Middle East! 2. Meet and great the troops (and generals, from all nations) Nothing else really, planning to get more gritty posts out soon. ;-) -- No virus found in this outgoing message. Checked by AVG. Version: 7.5.524 / Virus Database: 270.6.9/1635 - Release Date: 26/08/2008 07:29 From pbuck11 at aol.com Wed Aug 27 23:13:16 2008 From: pbuck11 at aol.com (Patrick B) Date: Wed, 27 Aug 2008 21:13:16 -0600 Subject: [War] "Germany: Bad movies and the Blue Max" Message-ID: <48B617CC.5010403@aol.com> "Germany: Bad movies and the Blue Max" Chancellor Klaus Menzel ==Secret bunker complex Eagle's Nest== The lightning flashed and the electricity arced as Gustav stood behind his chief Scientist with two hulking SS guards by him. "And they called me mad when I brought you in Dr Von Braun." The furehr of the regenerated Reich cackled as the sheet twitched and the scientist looked terrified. "Mein Fuhrer it is not too late to abandon this ungodly action!" Was the plantitive wail. "Nonsense, the world will not laugh and the Reich will last another thousand years." The cackle of the leader echoed, "This fool is not needed, execute him." Machine pistols flared, and the scientist fell a bloody clump of rags at the marble steps. Walking to the large machine he moved the switch as electricity arced in to the form, "IT'S ALIIIIIIVE ALIIIIIIVE!" The maniacal laughter echoed throughout the chamber as the monster sat up.... "Awaken Mein Fuhrer, awaken and lead your glorious Reich to victory!!!" The resurrected Fuhrer Adolf Hitler rose from the slab..... =0300= Waking with a start Klaus Menzel looked around the room, ok it was the living room couch where he had fallen asleep. Then he looked at the TV.... No more movies that late, and no more pizza with extra pineapple after midnight, and what was that film he had been watching. "Boys from Brazil." He shrugged, and turned off the TV to shuffle off to bed. The next morning he was on his second cup of hot steaming black coffee as he read dispatches from the various agencies. The rebuilding of the East was going according to plan. He would however take a look at the figures, it came from his career as an engineer, and the company he had worked with for years. Schools were still a big issue, and law enforcement continued to combat the neo nazi trolls, but it had been a battle on going since 1948 or so. He grunted reading the next dossier, a young corporal had singlehandedly saved his company from being massacred when he exposed himself to severe danger and actually taken on what turned out later to be a battalion of Iranian Revolutionary guard. How this young man had not been massacred was beyond him, but when they found him, he had single handedly killed 150 of the battalion including most of the officers. And when they did surrender, he stopped firing and took prisoners. A young boy from Bavaria who had learned to shoot at his father's knee of all things. The car pulled in front of the Reichstag and he hopped out as the media snapped pictures and he walked in to the historical building looking as stern as he could. ==Ceremonial main room== The reporters stood around in a group and saw a few things that surprised them, first of all was a very stern looking General in the Bundstag, along with a corporal who looked like he'd rather be anywhere else. The doors opened and a ceremonial guard caried a leather box with a golden clasp Klaus strode out with a leather binder and stood in the podium. "Today, we honor a hero of Germany, a soldier who fought the enemy with honor, with pride, and with mercy. Corporal Joachim Goss Step forward." The young soldier took two steps forward and stood at rigid attention. "It has been nearly 100 years since this medal I am about to present today has been awarded. But I am proud to award Germany's highest decoration for valor under fire to Corporal Joachim Goss for gallantry in the face of overwhelming odds, and with great disregard to the risk of his own life I award in the name of the People of Germany. This Pour le Merite." There was polite applause as the box was opened and the blue cross on a ribbon was placed around Cpl Goss's neck and tied loosely. Shaking hands with the Chancellor the soldier looked more like he wanted to be anywhere else." "Congratulations son. You've earned it." "I would rather be with my squad mates, no offense sir." Klaus laughed, "none at all." Actions 1) Swear off pizza with extra pineapples, and late night movies 2) General intro post 3) Award Pour Le Merite for the first time in nearly 100 years. From vampi.digitalwytch at gmail.com Thu Aug 28 01:14:57 2008 From: vampi.digitalwytch at gmail.com (Vampi Digitalwytch) Date: Wed, 27 Aug 2008 23:14:57 -0600 Subject: [War] Romania/Germany-Talking over coffee Message-ID: "Talking over coffee" President Antanasia Danesti Chancellor Klaus Menzel 19 August 2014 When Romania decided that it was going to go internal, they had pulled out all their embassy staff, and he had ordered the German Embassies closed. Then decided on a whim to fly to Bucharest, just himself and one BKA bodyguard. They were tourists, and Luftansa did decide to not make a big deal out of it so he landed and checked in to a small bed and breakfast outside of Bucharest and sent a friendly letter to President Danesti. Antanasia had to admit being intrigued by the letter. While Germany had long been one of their top trading partners, she'd not heard much from them on the global scene since her now infamous 'expletive speech'. Observers had reported it was just Menzel and a guard, so Antanasia decided to so the same, just her and Iordan. Even though he wasn't her guard anymore, he still had the training and any investigation on him would show him as a civilian now which would hopefully ease any nervousness with sitting down with the leader of a 'rogue nation'. She arrived for the meeting in casual clothes and chose to wait at a quiet table outside that was shaded by a canopy tent. He walked in to the room and sat across from her, "This is all so cloak and dagger in some ways Madame President. I almost think I need to wear a disguise." "Since we've dropped off from the traditional scope, I see no need to be formal.", she said as a waiter set down coffee. "And I've done more then enough of those meet and greets. They tend to get boring, people I do not know pretending to be my friend." He sipped the coffee, "So....how are things?" "As expected.", she replied, "There is much work to do on fixing our own house even without having to deal with the petty bickerings of the UN, NATO, or the EU." "Sometimes I think the greatest thing the world ever did for us after world war 2 was leave us alone. And I know what troubles the East has, you must still be cleaning up from what the Soviets put your country through." She nodded, "In the 80s, we were the same as we were in the 50s. Between mismanagement and corruption, it is a miracle that we've come this far." He nodded, "And we are still fighting that battle." He paused, "We have been trading partners for years, not always friends mind you, in some times decisions my country made were not always the best." "The sins of your nation when weighed against those of others, are dampened by time and good intentions after. We have welcomed your trade for years and hopefully it will continue for years more.", she said. "I see no reason why it would not, it is not the policy of my government to restrict trade unless there is a reason, and to be honest, I've wanted to tell the world to fuck off a time or two myself." Antanasia looked a bit sheepish, then smiled shyly, "There are no words for how satisfying it felt, and with once again being buffeted at the whims of the superpowers, after much discussion, we'd had enough." "Well, officially we hope you rejoin the world of nations, and the love of diplomacy, yada yada yada. But unofficially, if it wouldn't make the entire world freak out I might join you for a bit. But an irrational German leader tends to make France nervous." "I would imagine Poland as well.", she said wryly, "Though if we really wanted to be antagonistic in our withdrawals, we would have taxed or destroyed the trans-continental rail or erected a wall. We have not yet the others act as if we had." "True, and you have not expelled all foreigners from your country." He watched a group of black clad tourists taking one of the walking Bathory tours that seemed to crop up. "And business continues to flow as it should." "Our complaint was never with the governed, but those who govern.", she replied, "But they are too in shock that one would decide to not march to tune rather than look at the problems inherent to work on addressing those. As it is, if brought up in the appropriate channels for grievance, this region gets the bureaucratic version of the pat on the head to the upset child." He nodded, "The EU is going to get pissy, we will oppose any attempt at sanctions or tariffs with our full authority. And if you wish private aid from German companies, the government will not stand in the way and would offer any assistance you do ask for." "That our usual trade and business dealings carry on as normal will be enough.", she said, not wanting to make him think that they'd need help of any kind other than just the level playing field, "It is too mutually beneficial to our nations to have anything jeopardize it." "Agreed." He nodded, "Nor would I want to jeopardize a thing. And besides when this ends up working and you are successful, you can rejoin the nations of the world if you so wish and be a proud equal." "I truly doubt we will until serious changes are made.", Antanasia admitted, "But in time, depending on how things go, I do see a potential with reopening consulates." "Yes right now There are some very worried Romanian Expatriates wanting to know how they can get consular assistance." "As the other governments representatives have taken the slower than slow approach to leaving, we have pretty much done the same. The groundskeepers remaining are still connected along with the few skeleton crews that are just having the most difficult time clearing out the computer networks.", she admitted. "Again, just between us, if a new member of the German consular staff happened to not be German.... I think we'd look the other way, and you could have a place for your citizens to go." Antanasia nodded, accepting the offer for what it was. While not a verbal pronouncement of sympathy, the actions were speaking louder than words which as of late carried little weight and more empty platitudes. "I must admit, doing business in the old way of just sitting over coffee tends to get more accomplished than the most lavish affair." "And less chance of our bodyguards having to carry us to bed." He quipped. Despite herself, Antanasia snortlaughed. "Oh, thank God the tabloids have never been to when one wraps up...they'd have fodder for months." That got a laugh from Klaus, "Oh yes Der Spiegel would be selling magazines for months on end." "At least I had only the Weekly World News to deal with.", she smiled, "I confess to being entertained by the adventures of Batboy." He nodded, "I miss Batboy, and the gang." Actions: 1) Germany will oppose any attempts at Tarrifs or sanctions on Romania 2) The German Embassies will be open to Romanian Expats who need consular assistance. 3) Romania confirms business as usual with Germany as far as the import/exports go -- --I know there are no lifeguards in the gene pool, but damn, there ought to be at least a few sharks in the water. From john.penta at gmail.com Thu Aug 28 10:57:53 2008 From: john.penta at gmail.com (John Penta) Date: Thu, 28 Aug 2008 10:57:53 -0400 Subject: [War] US: Winning the peace Message-ID: "Winning the peace" 12 August 2014 Pres. John Williams USA ================= If fighting a war was hard, President Williams wondered, then what the hell do you call negotiating the peace treaty afterwards? Absurdly difficult, he decided. To be fair, the Iranians were in no position to negotiate, really, so it was more of the Allies' sort of dictating the terms and trying not to sow the seeds for another war. For now, it was a matter of getting the contracts for the reconstruction of Iran's oil industry out to bid, deciding a general framework for the treaty negotiating team, and planning the reconstitution of Iran's governmental structure. The first matter was easiest. The US Army Corps of Engineers, on behalf of the Allied Control Council, would put out the mostly straightforward contracts to rebuild Iran's oil infrastructure piece by piece. Fixed price contracts, they would include bonuses for time - the faster Iran was up and supplying oil, the more the award would be, up to 10% of contract value if the work was completed by the earliest (and most difficult to achieve) "drop dead date". Naturally, they would be open bids. The third was mostly easy, too. Mostly, what was required was election of a new Majlis, something hopefully achievable, with internationally supervised and monitored elections, within 6 months. Elections were, after all, straightforward. The second matter, though, framing the instructions for the US treaty negotiation team, was hard enough as to balance out the other two matters. The details would be left to the State Department, he decided, but the general principles would be as follows: 1. Settlement and demarcation of all of Iran's borders by the UN, to include maritime borders; 2. Light reparations to Azerbaijan - nothing that would cripple Iran, but enough to provide a healthy boost to Azerbaijan's reconstruction; 3. Disestablishment of the IRGC, the Ministry of Virtue, and other instruments of theocratic control; 4. Destruction of all nuclear, chemical, and biological weapons. Now he had to decide what to do about Romania. --- Actions: 1. Begin the process of rebuilding Iran's oil industry. 2. Issue general framework for peace treaty negotiations. 3. Begin process to elect a new Iranian parliament. From martellian at hotmail.com Thu Aug 28 15:34:25 2008 From: martellian at hotmail.com (Ian Martell) Date: Thu, 28 Aug 2008 12:34:25 -0700 Subject: [War] Japan: "A Message to Canada" Message-ID: To: Canadian Ministry of Foreign Affairs From: Japanese Ministry of Foreign Affairs Re: Canadian Ambassador Minister, It is with great pleasure that we humbly request the return of a Canadian Ambassador to Tokyo. However we do advise that in the future we might be alerted of any future provocation of China. Our country stands on the front lines of any conflict with China across the Pacific, and many Japanese lives stand to be lost if we are caught unprepared. I am sure you will understand our position. Additionally, I would like to request a meeting with yourself, either in Ottawa or Tokyo, to perhaps heal some of the wounds this recent rift has caused in our nations' long standing friendship. Many regards, Daigo Jonouchi Foreign Minister of Japan From dantheman2210 at yahoo.com.au Thu Aug 28 19:29:57 2008 From: dantheman2210 at yahoo.com.au (Daniel Sanderson) Date: Thu, 28 Aug 2008 16:29:57 -0700 (PDT) Subject: [War] Australia: Get Things Rolling Message-ID: <246164.9919.qm@web39108.mail.mud.yahoo.com> ?Get Things Rolling? Prime Minister Jack Decker Australia Monday August 11 2014 Another day, another?something. Decker had arrived at work with a spring in his step, despite his average approval rating, everything had come together at the end of last week. Two big pieces of legislation were ready to be put to the House, the first a new education package for tertiary students, calling for controlled prices on university text books, but also provisions for the books to be purchased using the FEE-HELP and HECS-HELP systems that already existed. It was unfortunate, Decker thought, that the system was already too far gone to return to the days of free tertiary education. Today, university study was a costly exercise, and one close to the PM?s heart, not only because he?d loved his university experience, but also because the twins would, either next year or the year after, be off to university. It made Decker feel old. The second piece of legislation was the sweeping Centrelink reforms. The media had cartoons of a caricature of the Prime Minister, machete in hand, bounding down the hill towards a jungle of red tape. Decker had laughed at it, he didn?t care, it was exactly what he wanted to do. On top of this, several reports had come out. One was on the international scale, which showed Australia slowly working it?s way up (or down) certain lists. The second was a domestic one, one of the final report cards for the Federal government?s intervention into indigenous communities. While it had been an initiative late in the Howard government, a Liberal government, it seemed to have done the trick. It would come up in Question Time, and Decker and his Minister for Indigenous Affairs, an Aboriginal MP named Charlie McLeod from the Northern Territory, would do their best to spin it as great for the country, and try to keep Taggart from taking credit. So the business of the day began. The two bills were introduced without too much hub-bub, that would come up in Question Time. Question Time began pretty calmly. ?Thank you Mr. Speaker, my question is for the Minister of Defence. In light of the official ending of hostilities in the Caspian, does the Department, the armed forces and the government have an exit strategy?? A Labor backbencher asked. Peter King rose, smoothed out his tie and approached the microphone after the Speaker called on him. ?Thank you Mr. Speaker, and I that the Honourable Member for his question. Over the past week, myself and Admiral Tom Bains have been in contact with the US Secretary of Defense, the heads of Central Command, European Command and the Commanders of Caspian Shield and Joint Task Force Azerbaijan. Before I go on, I?d like the entire House to join me in applauding the efforts of not only the Australian forces in the region, but all forces.? He said with a firm nod and started clapping, as the rest of the chamber joined in. ?To answer the Honourable Member?s question, Australia will remain in Azerbaijan, and Iran, for the time being. Australia has a strong, global reputation of being a big help during the rebuilding phase, as shown in Afghanistan in the last decade. Australia will contribute to stability and reconstruction operations for twelve months, and following that the government will reassess our commitment there, but right now, Australia stands alongside our partners in North America and Europe.? The next question went to the Liberal Foreign Affairs Spokesman. ?Mr. Speaker, my question is to the Honourable Joanna Griffin, Minister for Foreign Affairs. Is the Decker government going to allow Romania to slip into some bizarre isolationist stance without lifting a finger to stop them?? Joanna rose to answer the question. ?Mr. Speaker, Australia is in no position to demand anything of another nation. Our representatives in Romania expressed our wish to remain in contact with the Romanian government, however the Romanian government?s wishes were clear, and we have since withdrawn our people from Bucharest, mainly members of AusTrade who managed the post. The roles traditionally taken by that post, including services for Australians in Serbia, will now be fulfilled by our post in Bulgaria. Obviously, this move is Romania?s and theirs alone. We would welcome their return to the global community, of course, but we can?t force them to return.? A few minutes later, the Opposition Leader rose. ?Mr. Speaker my question is directed to the Prime Minister. Today, your government introduced two new bills, the first to reform the Centrelink benefit system, and the second to change the rules and measures in the Higher Education loan schemes. Can you explain, to the Australian people and to this House, why you are blowing this country?s budget into the red?? ?The Opposition Leader will, in the future, ask his questions through the chair.? The Speaker warned. ?The Speaker recognises the Prime Minister. Decker rose, cleared his throat and approached the microphone. ?Thank you Mr. Speaker. Mr. Taggart, your question is a funny one. I find it quite amusing. Your Opposition, since becoming exactly that, has done nothing. The idea of the Opposition is to provide an alternative to his government, yet instead Mr. Taggart and his gang have sat back and lobbed attack after attack at this government, without providing any alternatives. It?s all very well for you to talk about putting this country deeper into the red, but Mr. Taggart, you haven?t provided an alternative?? ?Would all Members of the House please direct their statements through the Chair.? The Speaker grumbled. ?I apologise Mr. Speaker.? The PM said with a nod. ?The one thing that effects students the most, that costs the most at the time, aside from rent, is books. Students can spend from $300 to $1500 a semester on books.? He grabbed something from beside the podium and held it up. ?Ladies and gentlemen, this was one of my university textbooks. It was about one hundred and fifty pages, and is the size of, what, a small diary or notebook? It costs, today, ninety dollars. If we are allowing students to take on government loans to pay for their education, we might as well tack the books on there too. It will make minimal difference. Estimates that the Deputy Prime Minister has shown me show that it will have minimal effect to the economy, the only downside is that it means that graduates will be paying off their loans for a bit longer, and that?s unfortunate, but we lost the battle over free tertiary education a long time ago.? ?The Opposition Leader on a point of order?? The Speaker said, seeing Taggart rise from his seat. ?Yes Mr. Speaker. Could the Prime Minister please tell us who it was that abolished free tertiary education?? Decker smiled. ?Ahh, Mr. Speaker, I saw that question coming clearer then if I was standing on the roof of Parliament and looking for Old Parliament House. Mr. Taggart is, of course, correct. Prime Minister Hawke and his Labor government introduced the Higher Education Contribution Scheme in 1989. After fifteen years of free tertiary education courtesy of the Whitlam Labor government. Now, Mr. Speaker, we could go on about history all day, but this isn?t about the past. This is about the future.? The next question from a Labor backbencher was about the Centrelink reforms. Minister Mary-Anne Finnigan successfully answered the question, speaking about the need for sweeping reforms that would streamline the system, and hopefully lead to reduced spending on administration costs and so on. Next came a Liberal MP, who grilled Indigenous Affairs Minister Charlie McLeod about the latest report about the Federal intervention. ?Mr. Speaker, I am very proud to present this report to Parliament. I think this is one circumstance where both sides of politics can be proud of what we?ve accomplished. The report shows that the number of alcohol-related incidents has dropped. The infant mortality has dropped. Our program to get more people from indigenous communities jobs is on track, and on budget. This is but one piece of good news for this nation, as Prime Minister Decker has said publicly. Reports released in the past few days show that Australia now has the world?s seventeenth largest economy. Our GDP in terms of purchasing power parity has risen to around $850 billion. And we continue to make attempts to lower our unemployment rate. Mr. Speaker, Australia is on the rise. And this time, we have taken the time to spread our arms and usher the entire nation, not just some of them, up to a new standard.? The questions went on. The Opposition Defence Spokesman directed the last one to the PM. ?Could the Prime Minister please clarify his remarks concerning the Canada-China issue, and why he?s abandoned our Western allies.? The Prime Minister rose, sighing quietly as he did. He was sick of this. ?Mr. Speaker, Australia has a unique place in the world. We?re a predominantly Western country, in the East. In the twenty-first century, Australia has balanced this. Within Asia, we maintain strong trade and economic relationships while our security relationships continue to be with our historical allies in North America and Europe. I don?t think we are abandoning our Western allies, Mr. Speaker. We are, after all, committed to the operations in Azerbaijan and Iran. We continue to conduct exercises with those nations, and Naval vessels from those nations often dock in port here on their way around the world. We continue to purchase military equipment from the US and Europe because, quite frankly, they?ve got the best equipment.? He paused for a moment. ?Australia will continue to make the best our of our dual relationships with Asia and the West. Unfortunately, that means there are times when we?ll have to try and straddle the East-West divide. But Australia won?t be yanked to one side, or the other. When we choose sides, it will be our decision, not one put on us by one of the sides.? Question Time ran for the rest of the afternoon. At the end of it, Decker wished it was Friday already. He felt better though, things were rolling. -*ACTIONS TAKEN*- 1. Revealing the new education legislation, forcing the price of university textbooks down and allowing them to be purchased through the current government loan scheme. 2. Revealing new legislation regarding Centrelink (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Centrelink), slicing up the red tape to make it more accessible, but also to drive down the costs (hopefully) 3. Australia respects Romania?s decision to do what they will, but hopes they rejoin the world community. Back channels remain open. All services previously run by that Embassy will now be diverted to the Embassy in Sofia, Bulgaria. 4. Australia is in Azerbaijan/Iran for the long haul, and will do whatever it can to assist in rebuilding, and maintaining security. 5. The PM explains Australia?s tricky foreign policy, in regards to his comments on the China/Canada situation. 6. Release of the report on the Federal Indigenous Community Intervention. Good news all around, something bipartisan that worked! Win a MacBook Air or iPod touch with Yahoo!7. http://au.docs.yahoo.com/homepageset From dylandv at gmail.com Fri Aug 29 00:25:23 2008 From: dylandv at gmail.com (Dylan de Valk) Date: Thu, 28 Aug 2008 21:25:23 -0700 Subject: [War] Canada: "A Message to Japan" Message-ID: <763946e70808282125h69730236v38cf5d4e9f4f0791@mail.gmail.com> To: Canadian Ministry of Foreign Affairs From: Japanese Ministry of Foreign Affairs Re: Canadian Ambassador Dear Minister, We thank you for your request. We look forward to our Ambassador returning to Tokyo and the resumption of normal relations. We completely understand your position, and apologize for the consternation recent events have caused your government. However, you must also understand that we could not take the risk of telling more people than was absolutely necessary for the success of the operation. You have our assurances that it will not happen again. As to a meeting, you are of course welcome at any time to come to Ottawa. I will have my staff contact yours to sort out a date for the visit. Sincerely, Julia Bachman, Minister of Foreign Affairs for Canada ------------ Actions: 1] Take Japan up on its offer of a meet-and-greet 2] Thank Japan for the reinstatement of the Ambassador in Tokyo -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: http://esteroic.com/pipermail/war_esteroic.com/attachments/20080828/93f5e692/attachment.html From john.penta at gmail.com Fri Aug 29 15:06:05 2008 From: john.penta at gmail.com (John Penta) Date: Fri, 29 Aug 2008 15:06:05 -0400 Subject: [War] US/France: Small countries causing big problems Message-ID: "Small countries causing big problems" 7 August 2014 Pres. John Williams Pres. Pierre Legrand USA/France ------ Pierre strode through the hallways between the dining room, where he had just enjoyed lunch with his wife, and the room which had been set aside for communications. It had been arranged that he would be talking to President Williams. His lunch had run long, so he couldn't dally along as much as would be his wont, but neither did he rush, arriving just as an aide had initialized the secure video conference system. John, meanwhile, had just finished his morning briefings, and the conversation with Pierre would be a welcome procrastination from the paperwork that was sitting on his desk. As the logo of the system faded to show his counterpart's face, he smiled. "Good afternoon," he greeted. "Your day is going well?" "It is indeed, Mr. President," Pierre said with a smile to the younger man. "I hope things on your side of the Atlantic are going smoothly this morning." "They are, thanks. If we could coax Romania to end its temper tantrum, they'd be going even better." It was a temper tantrum, Williams noted inwardly, worthy of a 2 year old. For what was politics but the allocation of power? It'd be nice if it were fair, but it wasn't. Danesti was being foolish. "True, but I am inclined to be patient with respect to Romania," Pierre said thoughtfully. "I do not want to discourage them from returning to the fold, or perhaps more accurately I do not wish to encourage them in this endeavor. It sets a bad precedent for the European Union, and I hope by using a soft touch they will return to the fold more quickly than they would otherwise. More, I still view them as a friendly nation, and have no wish to antagonize either the Romanian government or people. And after all, the international system is the way it is for a reason, and I think they will rediscover these reasons." "We both hope," Williams replied. "Any consequences you've heard coming down the pipe from French companies?" "Well, mostly I've been fielding complaints from the political side from people who are, shall we say, most dedicated to the experiement that is the European Union," Pierre said, rubbing his temples while recollecting one delegation from Parliament with whom he had more or less argued for the better part of two hours. "Economically, the biggest complaints have been from those who were holding Romanian debt at the time of the announcement. Trade has been something of a mess, what with all the uncertainty and the difficulties with currency exchange, but Romania isn't exactly a major trading partner from our point of view, so the damage on our side has been slight. Of course, things are probably different according to the Romanians." "Similar here - the markets went nuts; it now sort of defines 'emerging market risk'. State's issuing a travel warning that, essentially, we can't help people who get screwed over, and I heard from Gateway and Dell that they're shuttering their call centers." Williams paused. "Something I would blame nobody for. A business relationship where one side holds the governmental whip is no relationship worth bothering about." "The affair has been something of a mess," Pierre said. "I have several members of my diplomatic staff 'vacationing' in Romania at the moment, not leastwise to try to provide some kind of assistance to French citizens who need it. But, in any case, there is not much that can be done. And what there is to be done I would not do." "Same here - we just told Embassy Bucharest's whole team to go home, then come back a bit later as 'tourists'. It's absurd. But what do we do? We can't exactly leave Americans still there with no consular services." "It is a difficult position," Pierre agreed. "But all we can really do for now is wait, watch, and try to nudge the Romanian government oh so gently back into the fold, if they seem receptive." Pierre shrugged in a most Gallic manner. "On that note - they contributed $2 Billion to ANDA, for the civil reactors project we'd announced. Should they keep it?" "I would prefer to return the funds to the Romanians," Pierre said. "I think it would be a strong gesture of goodwill, and perhaps strengthen the hand of those in Romania who wish to reenter the international arena." "I'd pondered being temperamental and saying we'd keep it - but you're right, we should return it." John replied. "Yes," Pierre agreed. "Part of the Romanian President's argument was that international politics is a rough and nasty business. It would be nice to show that that's not always the case." "It *is*, though; But I suppose there's such a thing as being too blunt about it." Williams noted. "True enough," Pierre admitted. "But not always, and not necessarily between any two given countries. Romania at least was an allied state and, in the case of France, a fellow member of the European Union. That counts for something, though sometimes it is easily overlooked." "Some ally. You get the same After-Action Reports I did - the Romanians were undisciplined. They even raided a zoo and ate the animals, for God's sake." "Ah, but at least they were there," Pierre said, not entirely enthusiastic in discussing the relative merits of various contributions to the war in Azerbaijan. "Fair point. You've fixed the Rafales, I've heard?" "It's an ongoing process," Pierre said. "But they are coming back online and should be fully operational fairly quickly now." "Good to hear. We missed you." "Yes, well, things have quieted down now, fortunately," Pierre said. "For now." Williams paused. "Speaking of things that arenquiet, I have a budget meeting in 15 that I should probably prep for." "I understand," Pierre said. "I suppose there are things I should be doing. But, you see, I prefer to delegate to a large degree, so I imagine that my day is somewhat more leisurely than yours." "I should, shouldn't I?" Williams grinned. "Better than the ceremonial crap I *could* be doing." Pause. "Good day, sir." "Good day." --- Actions: 1. ANDA will return Romania's money. 2. Discuss the situation in Romania. 3. Agree to gently try to coax them back into the world. From Chazenesq2b at aol.com Fri Aug 29 20:41:15 2008 From: Chazenesq2b at aol.com (Chazenesq2b at aol.com) Date: Fri, 29 Aug 2008 20:41:15 EDT Subject: [War] China: "Another American Occupation" Message-ID: "Another American Occupation" President Xia Hong The People's Republic of China August 11-12, 2014 ============================================ (The Executive Residence- Beijing) It had been a long and trying week between the blowback from the slow 'moderating' of China's more unruly old guard, Wen's funeral, and everything else that preceded it. It was early morning in Beijing, about 03:45 would be what her alarm clock told her if she was awake and could actually look at it. She wasn't though, Xia was most certainly in the land of dreams... far, far removed and away in the confines of the inviting linens and comfort of her bed. And that's when the phone rang. Just 'fucking' great. "This had better not be a telemarketer." Xia dryly joked when she answered the phone, her eyes still too heavy to actually open. Bing on the other end didn't waste a minute. "Xia, we have a situation." 'Oh Crap.' The Chinese President thought to herself as she went about the process of arousing herself from what was a 'very' comfortable position. Of course they'd wait until she just found the best spot before calling too. "I'm on my way." ----------------------------------------------------------------- The situation room as of late never seemed to be unoccupied. This time though it was set up for Bing and Carrim's people. The largest integrated wall screen indicated a colorful map of Iran. There were blue blops, indicating Chinese Special Forces camps that had been operating in the country since before the American lead invasion of Azerbaijan. There were an ever dwindling number of red areas which indicated those parts of the country where what remained of the Iranian Government's forces 'and' Islamacist militias or terrorist groups were known to be the local power. There were stretches of green areas, places secured by the Iranian Democratists that the PLSOF forces had been allied with and training to liberate their own country... and now there were yellow, expanding toe holds. Some specks of Brown, in areas under localized authority, no authority, or simply 'other' parties were already being swallowed up in the expanding yellow sea. "What the hell is that?" Xia muttered, her still sleepy eyes trying to adjust to the colorful light show and the ambient lighting of the room. "That would be, per our satellites and human intelligence on the ground, the western armies from Azerbaijan." Bing closed his laptop. "We've got confirmed reports, the Americans and their allies are moving in for an occupation of Iran." "Son of a bitch." Xia did something she rarely did, breaking with the traditional Asian icon of the reserved, refined, delicate lady and adopting a more suitable persona as the stereotypical bitch from hell. "So much for Williams' agreement that the Iranians should be allowed to handle their own post-war affairs. I'm sure the American people are going to 'love' the specter of a longer, bloodier, costlier Iraq." "Well he was a Veteran." Carrim pointed out. "Perhaps he just secretly longs to revisit his old stomping grounds?" There was a moment of smirks being exchanged at the really bad joke that only the intel freaks would really have appreciated, but it passed fairly quickly. "We do have our Special Forces teams in the region. If you gave the order I could have them engage..." "No." Xia said flatly, knowing where Bing was going with this already. "Williams might have lied true, but I'm done making China have to be the one that stands up to the American bully on a constant basis, alone. Remind our 'allies' on the other side of that country that we would appreciate them 'not' bombing our embassy this go around, or accidentally shooting up or bombing our men." "I'll send a direct message to the Joint Chiefs of Staff at NATO and to the American Department of Defense, but you know he's lied before, and if we give him the location of our troops we're taking an awfully big risk that he won't simply lie and bomb them anyway." "No one said we were going to hand over their locations, Bing." Xia waved her hand dismissively. "We're just going to make sure that they realize they had better be 'very' careful." "Do we issue the withdrawal orders?" "No, not for now." Xia sat down, a cup of tea already being poured by an aide to help awaken the Chinese President. "For now they should act simply as observers, and advisors to the independent Democratists. We'll urge for their restraint, and warn them against an occupation of a foreign country without cause, but that's it. Chinese troops are not to fire on western forces unless they are engaged themselves, understand?" Bing and Carrim both nodded, the latter deciding to ask. "And what do we do if the Americans and their allies insist we leave?" "We gently remind them of the illegality of their occupation, and the dangers of a protracted engagement against Iranians determined to make democracy for themselves." Xia knew that there were a multitude of weapons available to a politician... to defeat an enemy you didn't need necessarily fight them militarily. "Allow Xinhua reporter teams, under protection of course, into the country if they so choose to go. Let the world see the allied armies moving in, and the Iranians demanding their immediate departure." The intelligence on the Democracy movement in Iran indicated that most groups put at their forefront the requirement that IRAN, not a foreign nation, adopt Democracy for itself. Sadly, such an occupation might hurt that movement more than support it. "We'll encourage the Iranians to use their freedom of speech, present the western occupation as well meaning but unnecessary, and call for UN oversight of a transitional committee of Iranian origin to judge how their nation should move forward." She took a sip of her tea. "Let Williams explain why Democracy and Freedom for Iranians are bad things." ========================================================= ACTIONS 1. Per the United States-People's Republic State visit agreement on Iran, point out that Williams had indicated that the best course was to let Iran build it's own structures... something any kind of occupation is inherently at odds with. 2. Encourage peaceful resistance to the Western occupation by those who support an 'Iran for Iranians' populist theory. "You're not wanted, Go home!" and "America Leave!" as well as other generic signs, slogans, speeches, rallies, etc. to be the mainstay of opposition. 3. Submit to the United Nations a resolution asking that a UN observer force be established to oversee the establishment of a transitionary governing authority elected by Iranians... which in turn will rebuild the Iranian government and institutions before a full, general election, is implemented. 4. Xinhua reporters to be allowed to go to Iran and exploit the freedom of the press to make the reasons against occupation perfectly clear. 5. Remind the Americans that China retains troops in Iran, it would be a very good idea to exercise restraint where possible. **************It's only a deal if it's where you want to go. Find your travel deal here. (http://information.travel.aol.com/deals?ncid=aoltrv00050000000047) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: http://esteroic.com/pipermail/war_esteroic.com/attachments/20080829/9f411754/attachment.html From martellian at hotmail.com Fri Aug 29 22:57:33 2008 From: martellian at hotmail.com (Ian Martell) Date: Fri, 29 Aug 2008 19:57:33 -0700 Subject: [War] Japan: "Putting Out Fires" Message-ID: "Putting Out Fires" Hiromasa Matsuda Japan 11 Aug 2014 --------------- In the 21st Century Japan had become America's middle-man to Iran. The Iranian-Japanese relationship being founded on, of course, oil. In particular Iran's need to sell it, and Japan's need to buy it. Before the war, Iran provided nearly a quarter of Japan's oil, and would again if the terms of the surrender were met and the Allied Control Council rebuilt Iran's oil and gas infrastructure. That was if China didn't fuck things up. Hiromasa Matsuda, formerly Japan's Ambassador to Iran and presently its representative on the Allied Control Council, frowned as he heard the news from the Chinese influenced areas of the country. "Interesting," he said. "But irrelevant." "It could destabilize things." "Yes, but the idea is that we build a democratic Iran, if that means protests then it means protests. Our duty here Katsuo is to oversee the transition from pre to post war governments and protect Japan's interests." His aide nodded. "How though?" "Well for one it's past time someone published the terms of the surrender and made clear to everyone that we are not here as dictators but simply custodians while Iran makes up its mind about what sort of country it is going to be." "So long as it's democratic and capitalist." Matsuda smiled. "True. Also it would help if Tokyo could give us more troops. Our people could act as a buffer between the US and Chinese troops." "Our standard role." "Indeed. As it is we should make the offer to the Americans, I am sure they are anxious to avoid a possible mistake." Katsuo nodded and made note of it in his Blackberry. "Anything else?" "No, thank you," Matsuda said. "Though schedule a call to my counterpart from China, remind them that they import as much oil from Iran as we do, and that a swift restoration of oil capacity is in both of our interests." Actions: 1> Publish the terms of Iran's surrender: a) Iran surrenders fully to the coalition and accepts the oversight of the Allied Control Council in the transition between the pre and post-war governments. b) Cooperation of all military and police forces with the orders of the Allied Control Council. c) Arrest and surrender of the Iranian Revolutionary Guard leadership. d) Trials by the UN for the terror attacks related to Azerbaijan. Death Penalty will be off the table. In return the Allied Control Council (composed of each member of the coalition with a seat for China as an observer) will: a) Assist in the reconstruction of Iran, to be financed by Iranian funds; b) Not disband the civil police or regular military, provided they assist in the maintenance of order and security; c) Assist in the reconstruction of Iranian oil and natural gas capacity within three months time. d) End the occupation upon signature of a formal peace treaty on behalf of the ACC, Azerbaijan and Iran. 2> Suggest to the US that Japanese troops take up positions in Chinese influenced territory. 3> Quietly remind China that restoration of Iranian oil capacity is good for everyone. From john.penta at gmail.com Fri Aug 29 23:35:55 2008 From: john.penta at gmail.com (John Penta) Date: Fri, 29 Aug 2008 23:35:55 -0400 Subject: [War] US: Shifting the load Message-ID: "Shifting the load" 11 Aug 2014 Pres. John Williams USA ================= "Let them protest," Williams muttered. He wondered briefly what Hong expected. She'd ordered the Second Artillery Regiment to spin up their nukes as a threat to the US and Canada. She really expected the US to NOT move in to keep Iran from collapsing into insanity? Or, for that matter, keep it from becoming a Chinese puppet state? Yeah, right. Nonetheless, Japan's offer made a lot of sense. Williams scribbled some notes on a legal pad. The command structure he figured would best work like this: The ACC, through SACEUR, would task Japan with being the lead with Iranian protesters. Essentially, the JSDF and European troops would be on crowd-control duty and handling the cities, while US troops would in the main focus on securing reconstruction sites out in the boonies. However, US forces would be available to assist. Meanwhile, SACEUR was to issue simple orders: Let protests happen. So long as they don't escalate into violence, protests are a good thing. Hong could do what she would. Williams wasn't about to take the bait. --- Actions: 1. Japan to take the lead in crowd control and dealing with the Chinese. 2. SACEUR to issue orders to let protests happen, so long as they stay non-violent. From Chazenesq2b at aol.com Fri Aug 29 23:39:30 2008 From: Chazenesq2b at aol.com (Chazenesq2b at aol.com) Date: Fri, 29 Aug 2008 23:39:30 EDT Subject: [War] China: "Beating the Clock" Message-ID: "Beating The Clock" President Xia Hong The People's Republic of China August 11-12, 2014 ============================================= The Situation room continued to clock information as it came in. American, Japanese, Romanian, and Canadian troops were rather quickly pouring over the border as they started for Tehran. Not for the first time as of late, Xia's previous decisions were being revisited. In reality, the West wanted Iran's oil for itself, and the enjoyment of their allies. It's why when State came to her with the rather terse and direct Japanese diplomatic response, Xia almost laughed. Almost. "Are they serious?" "Certainly seems that way. We have confirmed reports that allied troops are moving towards the Special Operations camps we've set up." "What are our Options?" Xia leaned back in her chair, cradling the cup of green tea in her hands. The warmth was certainly a pleasant experience. "Are you still ruling out a tactical nuclear strike?" Bing grinned. His grin was met with a dead-pan glare from the President. "Right, well..." Bing cleared his throat. "We do have 150,000 troops in Pakistan. We could send them over the border, set up a zone in the south of the country to help lift the burden of occupation off the shoulders of our allies a little." Xia thought upon that. The 'audacity' of the Japanese response, in making it obvious that the Japanese position was blatantly about oil, irritated her to no small degree. She knew Sato was a politician, but she would have expected the Japanese Civil Service of at least promoting a modicum of idealism. "Iran is the home of 70 million people, and here they are, after killing who knows how many thousands, maybe even tens of thousands, of their fathers, brothers, and sons... thinking they're just going to walk right over the country, conquer it as if those people didn't exist. Convince the families of those that died..." she shook her head. Xia was depressed enough as of late without shedding tears for strangers she never met. All the sympathy in the world meant nothing right now... what they needed was an action. "Inform our western allies that we will be sending an occupation force of our own." She drew a straight line with her left hand. "From Asaluyeh to Zahedan and beyond to the Pakistani border... this will be our zone of patrol. We will grant clemency to all Iranians of the rank of Major General or below who participated in the Azerbaijani campaign provided they did not order the performance of war crimes or crimes against humanity, and we will set up relief programs for the distribution of humanitarian aid. Make it clear to them that our primary responsibility is the protection of Iran's populus, and 'not' simply the restarting of their petroleum export industry." "I'll have air assault units land troops in strategic points along the line, set up check-points and stations along major roads and thorough-fares. Our heavier forces can move up behind them from the border. We should be able to continue providing training and support to the Democratists for their protests." Xia nodded. "I think it's also time we discussed withdrawing additional troops from North Korea. Bring them back to China, our mission there is nearly complete and we don't need so many combatants there anymore" =============================================== ACTIONS 1. (Although mentioned last) China to begin a redeployment schedule which will see the Deduction of another 100,000 troops (mostly combat forces) from North Korea. A. Returning troops to get R&R before helping to train up and prepare other troops. B. Returning troops to redraw training practices and 'break in' new techniques and technology. 2. The Chinese force in Pakistan is to cross the border. A line from Asaluyeh to Zahedan and the Pakistani border (please see _www.cia.gov_ (http://www.cia.gov) world factbook for reference) will be drawn. The cities and all points south will be China's peacekeeping zone. The 150,000 strong force gets the go ahead to begin humanitarian and PK operations. 3. China to remind Japan and the American Allies that this is 'not' about oil, but rather should be focused on rehabilitating a nation of 70 million to being able to look after itself. **************It's only a deal if it's where you want to go. Find your travel deal here. (http://information.travel.aol.com/deals?ncid=aoltrv00050000000047) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: http://esteroic.com/pipermail/war_esteroic.com/attachments/20080829/24a15775/attachment.html From Chazenesq2b at aol.com Sat Aug 30 02:27:00 2008 From: Chazenesq2b at aol.com (Chazenesq2b at aol.com) Date: Sat, 30 Aug 2008 02:27:00 EDT Subject: [War] China: "Cleaning House" Message-ID: "Cleaning House" President Xia Hong People's Republic of China August 10, 2008 (Happens before the invasion of Iran) ============================================= (Shanghai) Although China had but a single political party, unity was certainly something that could not describe the Chinese political spectrum. Traditionally the greatest rivalry was between the Moderates... President Hong's supporters, and the group known as the 'Old Guard', 'his' Old Guard, which wanted to see China return to pursuing it's fundamental promise... equal distribution of wealth and labor among the 1.5 billion souls who call themselves Chinese. Despite his advancing age, Aiguo Biyu grew more and more confrontational. He knew Xia Hong had to be stopped. She should be, pardon the American phrase, barefoot and pregnant, giving rise to China's next generation. Women were not to be heard from except when spoken to, let alone running the affairs of the world's most populated and one of it's most powerful nations. The whole Canadian ordeal proved it... she didn't have the fortitude necessary to strike back at an enemy for an attack on Chinese nationals on Chinese soil... it had taken months of planning, but the 2016 PNC elections were coming up soon, and he was confident that in a straight up election, his slate of candidates could use the Canadian example to prove how weak Xia Hong was... and subsequently how she and her people were unable to handle even the most basic responsibilities leaders had... defending their own people. Xia was extremely weak... daughter of a general or not, she was weak. Of course it went without saying that Aiguo Biyu, leader of the 'Old Guard' and Chairperson of the PNC's Committee on Ethics, 'the' most powerful man among the Maoists that were left... didn't really 'know' Xia Hong that well. His phone rang. On the other end was a panicked, feminine voice. "Aaryn? Aaryn get a hold of yourself." Aiguo, the 70 year old political mastermind, had a 20 year old aide that assisted him in... umm... 'many' ways. Like with many young women duped into believing they were in love, she was extraordinarily emotional... melodramatic on occasion one could even say. If it wasn't for the fact she was a professional dancer and amateur gymnast of incredible beauty (too well 'endowed' to be a professional) he probably would've never bothered with her... or her sister... or her mother... damned family that one. Beautiful as all hell, but far too emotional. "What are you running on about?" "They're coming!" The frantic voice practically screamed over the cell phone. "They know, they know everything! They know about us! They know about your favors, about... they know about how you released the news about Wen Hong! They had phone records, copies of contracts and deals you made... text message logs, photographs... they said you slept with my mother, Aiguo! That's not true is it?" He didn't bother answering, and instead sneered. "You know better to contact me than when I'm at work, Aaryn." "Please dearest I... I need to see you, please? It doesn't feel safe here... where are you?" He sighed. The smarter, rationale, brilliant political part of his mind was telling him to hang up the phone 'now'. But then as often happens to men, the 'other head' kicked in... and after all the scheming, double dealing, and navigating of treacherous political waters he'd done as of late he really could use some enjoyment. There was a particular spot on his desk he would love nothing more than to force himself on her on... "The House. I'll have a car pick you up. Wear that dress I like... and nothing else." And on that note he hung the phone up. He should've listened to what the girl was 'trying' to say. Aaryn closed her cell phone, her shaking hand slowly and barely creeping over to the table before the phone fell out of it. Her eyes glossed over, her gaze fixated on the pricey pink little device as if it had prompted her to a realization that she never otherwise would have had. "He... he hung up on me." The woman-girl looked over to another person in mid-night blue uniform. "He... he really doesn't love me, does he?" The police woman gave a comforting smile, patting the girl who was no more than 5 years her junior on her slender shoulder. "You did well Aaryn. This is important work, for the people... you've done your country a service. There will be other guys, believe me." The woman looked over to one of her team mates, a young man on headphones and in front of a laptop. Some key crunching, and a grin spread across his lips. "We've got it." ====================================================== Just outside the city limits, in one of Shanghai's 'swankiest' suburbs, was the large estate of Aiguo Biyu. He maintained his residence in the 'master' building, a mansion the likes of which would've fetched upwards of 5 to 10 million in the States depending on it's location. Behind it was a smaller mansion which housed his 'legit' son, his sole heir... and that man's family. Another 'guest' house, comparable to a high-end bed and breakfast, served a multitude of purposes, ranging from housing visiting guests to satiating his... ummm... needs, for beautiful women. His harem diaspora stretched far beyond just Shanghai, and all lived in good housing, in a good life style through his generosity. The kind of money you could solicit as the most influential member of the most influential party and leader of it's second largest sect was more than enough for even him. There was scarcely a project done in China over the proceeding three decades that wasn't, in some way, a contributor to his lifestyle. And that was limited only by the fact that CNP records on political corruption only went back that far. Outside the large, regal gates of his veritable palace, the three APCs of the elite 1st Special Services (or Situations depending on who you asked) Unit, escorted by regularly marked CNP vehicles, rolled up on the estate's perimeter. The SSU was segmented into three groups. Alpha was the tactical assault group, the teams that actually kicked down the door, made the arrests or rescued the hostages... or whatever the situation may call for. Bravo group was the support group, including the unit's snipers, vehicle operators, pilots, and electronics specialists. Charlie group composed of the unit's command element, and included all the pertinent staff to those functions. All in all, the 1st SSU was about 120 officers split into two squadrons (red and gold) that worked in 12 hour cycles. On a major mission like this though, it was all hands on deck. The APCs disembarked their A teams, while above them two small helicopters with search lights, FLIR, and loud speakers sped for the main building. Because of the size of the house and because Aiguo was known to have a significant force of body guards, it was thought multiple points of entry would be of importance. Xinhua's cameras were rolling, sniper teams moved to take up good positions around the estate, the command element set up it's mobile command unit, and the regular CNP officers set up road blocks. A young man won his 15 minutes of fame by being the man who attached the heavy 'hauling' chain from the lead APC's winch to the large, wrought iron gates that marked the extensive driveway of the estate, and locked the loop down with a heavy key lock. They tried calling him up, tried ordering his surrender... there was no response. Police Captain Cho Xao looked at a laptop from the protection of the command APC, displaying the schematics for the estate from the local Buildings Department about the estate. He hit the 1st SSU's tactical frequency. "This is the Captain, do we have the sewer secure?" "Yes sir, fire team Delta is approaching the target building through the drainage systems." You had to be sure... a desperate man could run from just about anything. "Very well. Be aware calls for surrender have failed. All units are advised to use the minimum necessary force. All Alpha teams are ordered to proceed." "Alpha 1, Copy sir." "Alpha 2, Copy sir." "Alpha 3, Copy sir." "Alpha 4, Copy sir." "Alpha 5, Copy sir." On the unit level, the Alpha group was broken down into 5 squads of 8 officers each, numbered 1 through 5. Likewise each of these squads was broken down into 2 4-officer fire teams, each equipped with an 'entry' gun (shotgun), an assault rifle (usually the QBZ-95A1) and sub-machine guns (usually the type 05 in either PDW or true sub-machine gun configuration, though some officers opted for the brand new type 14 'Bear' PDW which fired the magnum series of rounds... able to be easily chambered for .357 and .44 magnum, .454 casull, and the infamous Israeli made .50 AE high-powered pistol cartridges). Every man had access to the QSZ-92 9mm handgun as a back-up weapon, and tactical flashlights or laser pointers were in widespread use among the men. In addition, every fire-team had one man who carried a 40 mm grenade launcher as a weapon's option... ammunition variation including non-lethal, support (such as flares or flashbang rounds) and high-explosive types for practically any kind of applications. They wore the most modern, light weight, highly flexible personal body armor available, capable of stopping even an AK-47 or M-16 round at fairly close range. They had access to night-vision equipment, secured radios... there was little difference really between the CNP SSU units and military style units. The Snipers carried a mix of specialized weapons, ranging from the ubiquitous Type 88-A1 system using the 5.8x42 DAP round, to the .408 CheyTac advanced rifle with computerized targeting gear, and two 'very heavy' special use M06-A2 with their 12.7 mm rounds should the targets do anything stupid like hide behind something less than a tank. All the men and women involved were highly trained professionals, and the operation went like clockwork. On the word 'go' from Captain Xao, the APC drove ahead, ripping the gates clear off their hinges. The helicopters deposited Alpha 2 (Charlie Fire team) and Alpha 3 on the roof of the target building, the SSU officers fast roping to the roof, and from there making a tactical repel to the highest window. The first officer tossed in a flash bang before kicking through the glass and leading the way into the room, weapons drawn. On the floor, Alpha 1 slammed a hefty battering ram into the dense front doors of the estate, busting it open to the shock of those inside. Alpha 4 went in the back way, climbing through the courtyard and busting clear through the glass sliding doors by running through them. Alpha 5 went through the side windows. One of the Bravo group members fired a salvo of smoke grenades from a semi-automatic grenade launcher. The Alpha group dawned their gas masks as they went in. Those who didn't give into the gas were taken down by the CNP operators. For his part Aiguo did his best to protect himself, however one of the snipers literally shot his 9mm pistol from his hand. It was an incredibly lucky, and risky shot, leaving the 70 year old a broken wrist rather than a missing arm or worse. The gas dissipated, and the Alpha group cleared up. Finally the Detectives were brought in... Captain Xao did the pleasure himself. "Congressman Biyu, by the power granted to me by the Ministry of Justice and the people of China, I am hereby placing you under arrest pursuant to court ordered warrant by the National Court, and executing a simultaneous search warrant for these premises. You have the right to remain silent, anything you say can and will be used against you. You have the right to a representative of your choosing. Should you be unable to afford council, the Ministry of Justice will appoint a representative for you. The charges you face will be explained to you in detail when the trial court convenes. Do you understand?" Xia wasn't nearly as incompetent or dumb as he had been lead to believe. She just had a talent for biding her time. Similar scenes happened across China as the Ministry of Justice, in cooperation with the Ministry of Government Affairs (and lesser known cooperation with the Ministry of Security and Intelligence) began a massive 'anti-corruption' dragnet. Granted some moderates, and even a few liberals got caught up in the sweep for appearances sake, but the vast majority of arrests were aimed at the hard liners... including their 'leader'. >From Shanghai, to Beijing... from Hong Kong to Jinan, Nanking to Zinzhou, police lights flashed and corrupt politicians were round up like so many sheep to be lead to a political slaughter. When all was said and done, 401 people were arrested, ranging from high-ranking politicians to local officials and assistants. Of the 401... 365 were hardliners. It just so happened that those who were in power the longest, were also the most corrupt. How it was that nobody was killed in the process was a testament to the capabilities of the newly reorganized CNP. =========================================================== ACTIONS 1. Show just how China's 'cleaned house' per the last World Report. Pretty much snuff out the hard-line conservative element of the Communist Party in China. **************It's only a deal if it's where you want to go. Find your travel deal here. (http://information.travel.aol.com/deals?ncid=aoltrv00050000000047) -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: http://esteroic.com/pipermail/war_esteroic.com/attachments/20080830/edfc7d5f/attachment-0001.html