Post by John Marston on May 1, 2021 13:10:02 GMT
Chapter 3 - In the eye of the storm
A storm was raging, in the heart of democracy. The masses were revolting against our administration. The republicans were a tough nut to crack. They wage strikes and protest all over the country against us. But some of them got out of control, spread to other areas and caused intense violent clashes among the people. This was an unintended effect, but eventually, it was caused by them. Law and Order broke down in the country. To suppress these rebel groups, the Police force was employed. The media, apparently bribed by these rebel groups, portrayed it as a suppression of people's right. An attempt to impose martial law failed miserably as more protests mushroomed regarding this matter. Mr. Truman decided not to impose martial law.
To refused to collaborate with us neither to destroy these rebel groups, nor supporting us against EUSSR. But these rogue rebel groups threatened the judiciary and executives too. The courts ignored the gore violence of these groups and focused on the petty cases related to our party took big attention. Not only that, many of our prominent leaders defected to the Republicans, of course, due to our bad and tarnished image.
This internal turmoil was taking a toll on us. President Truman was getting depressed day by day. Every action he took to control the situation, all of them took a turn for worse. He almost broke down when he learnt that Mexico, looking to take advantage of the situation, started mobilization . She wanted to gain back her territories lost during the mid nineteenth century, during the Mexican-American war. We needed to do something quickly.
Bad news coming in from all quarters. There were reports that EUSSR's agents were involved in sabotaging works and their state backed companies started capturing and dominating the markets at home. The pleas of our allies to help couldn't be ignored. However, due to our own precarious position of our own backyard, very little help was offered.
These things not only took toll on us, but even on our economy too. The Soviet economy kickstarted and had a furious pace of growth. At this grim moment, it looked as if there is no hope - the world maybe was destined to become red. The world starting praising the communists - their development, rising living standards, rapidly evolving technology and what not! Mr. Truman was ill so the presidential powers were temporarily handed over to me. The challenges seemed daunting, but when has a human life passed without a problem? Except for this time, the problems are much bigger, daunting, stakes are much higher and consequences worldwide.
When I laid on my bed, trying to sleep, I couldn't because of the aforementioned developments and started thinking deeply. "The world is full of suffering" said the Buddha and I had experienced it. But as you know, our mind is never stable and suddenly, jumped off to another hero - Napoleon Bonaparte. He faced the same problems, if not more than ours and the most mesmerizing was the one of the Italian campaign in 1796/97.
His armies drove away numerically superior, well rested and well fed armies from the Austrians, in one case, fighting off Beaulieu, Wurmser, Davidovitch and d'Alvintzi at the same time, sieging the great fortress of Mantua, with barely 45,000 ill equipped, starving, exhausted men. A true genius he was, and as many occasions in my life, this time too, my hero has shown me the path to victory. No matter how high the odds are stacked against you, they cannot block your path to victory. Tough, it might be. But when the going gets tough, the tough...gets going...
