HeroCooky
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Ye, but I'm inna train to work, so I can't add that right now to the update.
That Time I Became A Dictator Of A Small Asian Communist Nation
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Don't do it on my behalf, and right now take your time.
wikipedia killing fields, or by the name don't.
Barondoctor
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Thailand: In response to increasing Westernization and class consciousness...military rule, bloody coup...this is historically what happened around the tail end of the Vietnam War.
Cambodia: The Killing Fields, where a Far Right Paramilitary composed of certain peasantry-romanticising Fascists that call themselves the Khmer Rouge are purging their cityfolk for ideological reasons.
I've already brushed over a vicious and cultural-identity-defining 25-year civil war somewhere between a half dozen and a dozen pages back, so I know my explanations aren't nearly as sensitive as is generally warranted for the subject matter. I hate to call man's inhumanity to man on the level of genocide "business as usual", but...this is a rather messy time in history.
EDIT: The aforementioned killing fields, if you're okay with demolishing any faith in humanity you might have left.
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Chill on the nuclear panic, it's a VVER, not a RBMK like Chernobyl. It's a much safer design where the reaction should be self-limiting in case of runaway.
By Western standards there isn't enough redundancy, but it can be remedied. Finland at the time has already built some by Western safety standards and IRL others have been retrofitted to be more acceptable by Western standards.
By Western standards there isn't enough redundancy, but it can be remedied. Finland at the time has already built some by Western safety standards and IRL others have been retrofitted to be more acceptable by Western standards.
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That. Plus, between the fact that we're gonna be adding digital automatic feedback and control, the underground construction, and the fact we can just add a core catcher, it'll be fine.
Calling the Khmer Rouge far right doesn't quite work in terms of what connotations the term has these days. It's more accurate to call them NazBols - which is basically fascism with communist characteristics.
If you want to be even more accurate you can call them NazPrimBols to account for their fetish for agrarian self sufficiency.
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Barondoctor
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This is one of those subtlety things I'm already not known for.
Besides...Looks like a fascist national socialist, purges like a fascist national socialist, I am on board with any action that opposes them like I would be for any fascist national socialist.
The "peasantry romanticism" bit was all the subtlety they deserved. I reserve subtlety for peaceful civilizations that intend to stick around a while.
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This is one of those subtlety things I'm already not known for.
Besides...Looks like a fascist national socialist, purges like a fascist national socialist, I am on board with any action that opposes them like I would be for any fascist national socialist.
The "peasantry romanticism" bit was all the subtlety they deserved. I reserve subtlety for peaceful civilizations that intend to stick around a while.
*groans*
Please, don't call the Nazis socialist. I know it's in the name but it's so wildly inacurate.
Barondoctor
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"Deranged petty evil that claims to be both strong enough to draw in the previously-disenfranchised but weak enough to claim to be under threat by their political opponents, collected and refined to genocide-strength" is unfortunately insufficiently descriptive because it's happened too many times already in human history.
Far as the exact details? The practitioners of these ideologies have a lead deficiency.
Far as the exact details? The practitioners of these ideologies have a lead deficiency.
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[] This Is An Intervention
-[] Infrastructure
--[] [LOCKED] School Support (2 Actions)
-[] Agri-, And Aquaculture
--[] Expand The Sea-Forest Project (Mega-Project - 6/6 Actions) (-3 Reputation) (+1 People's Opinion) (Extremely Helpful)
-[] Political
--[] Populists & Internationalists
---[] Brain Drain Time! (+4 Reputation)
----[] Cambodia
---[] This Is An Intervention, Cambodia - (-3 Chinese Opinion) (Political Consequences and Knock-On Effects)
-[] Wei Jungming - (RP)
--[] Personal Action: Sooth any feathers that may get ruffled as the result of such a population influx.
--[] Lover Action: Move your kids into the public school system.
-[] Agri-, And Aquaculture
--[] Expand The Sea-Forest Project (Mega-Project - 6/6 Actions) (-3 Reputation) (+1 People's Opinion) (Extremely Helpful)
We're about to have a huge population influx, we need to lay the groundwork for feeding them without having to go back to one meal a day. Than would look terrible and generate resentment towards the refugees.
-[] Political
---[] This Is An Intervention (?? Reputation) (2 Actions)
----[] Cambodia
-----[] Burn up to 3 Chinese Opinion to make it happen. (Idealist)
So, at first this could start as a totally selfish grab for educated professionals, but as refugees started making it to Guangchou, it'll quickly became apparent that the scale of the purges was far beyond anything Guangchou was expecting. Jungmin's an idealist, I can't see him just let this happen, so he's going to do what he can. China is the biggest source of foreign aid to the Khmer Rouge, so let's lean on our contacts there to get them to pressure the Khmer to please stop the turbogenocide, or at least allow people to leave voluntarily instead of executing them.
Guangchou in the meantime will do what it can to get as many people out as possible, if we can pressure the Khmer Rouge into letting us evacuate people. If they don't then we bribe whoever we need to and organize whatever underground railroads we can and move as many peeps as possible. By hook or by crook, we will get these people out.
When they get here, we spread them to houses who can take them as best we can, we turn the aircraft carrier into temporary lodging if we have to, we break out all the surplus army tents, and we put a roof over their heads.
We try to blunt the communication difficulties by trying to match groups with locals who can speak Cambodian, and refugees who can speak Guangchou.
We can blunt the logistical burden by finding them jobs in their fields - spin up third shifts in machine shops, switch to 4 6 hour shifts if we're already doing that to get better productivity. The jump in production can be traded overseas for more food, more housing, clothes, etc.
-[] Wei Jungming - (RP)
--[] Personal Action: Sooth ruffled feathers over the sudden influx of refugees, and make note of any xenophobes for later - their political careers should be subtly stalled out.
[X] This Is An Intervention
Edit: Split it into an intervention action and a brain drain one. Food situation is no so dire if this goes well, but I don't think people will complain much if we have lots of extra kelp and oysters. We can always trade them.
-[] Infrastructure
--[] [LOCKED] School Support (2 Actions)
-[] Agri-, And Aquaculture
--[] Expand The Sea-Forest Project (Mega-Project - 6/6 Actions) (-3 Reputation) (+1 People's Opinion) (Extremely Helpful)
-[] Political
--[] Populists & Internationalists
---[] Brain Drain Time! (+4 Reputation)
----[] Cambodia
---[] This Is An Intervention, Cambodia - (-3 Chinese Opinion) (Political Consequences and Knock-On Effects)
-[] Wei Jungming - (RP)
--[] Personal Action: Sooth any feathers that may get ruffled as the result of such a population influx.
--[] Lover Action: Move your kids into the public school system.
-[] Agri-, And Aquaculture
--[] Expand The Sea-Forest Project (Mega-Project - 6/6 Actions) (-3 Reputation) (+1 People's Opinion) (Extremely Helpful)
We're about to have a huge population influx, we need to lay the groundwork for feeding them without having to go back to one meal a day. Than would look terrible and generate resentment towards the refugees.
-[] Political
---[] This Is An Intervention (?? Reputation) (2 Actions)
----[] Cambodia
-----[] Burn up to 3 Chinese Opinion to make it happen. (Idealist)
So, at first this could start as a totally selfish grab for educated professionals, but as refugees started making it to Guangchou, it'll quickly became apparent that the scale of the purges was far beyond anything Guangchou was expecting. Jungmin's an idealist, I can't see him just let this happen, so he's going to do what he can. China is the biggest source of foreign aid to the Khmer Rouge, so let's lean on our contacts there to get them to pressure the Khmer to please stop the turbogenocide, or at least allow people to leave voluntarily instead of executing them.
Guangchou in the meantime will do what it can to get as many people out as possible, if we can pressure the Khmer Rouge into letting us evacuate people. If they don't then we bribe whoever we need to and organize whatever underground railroads we can and move as many peeps as possible. By hook or by crook, we will get these people out.
When they get here, we spread them to houses who can take them as best we can, we turn the aircraft carrier into temporary lodging if we have to, we break out all the surplus army tents, and we put a roof over their heads.
We try to blunt the communication difficulties by trying to match groups with locals who can speak Cambodian, and refugees who can speak Guangchou.
We can blunt the logistical burden by finding them jobs in their fields - spin up third shifts in machine shops, switch to 4 6 hour shifts if we're already doing that to get better productivity. The jump in production can be traded overseas for more food, more housing, clothes, etc.
-[] Wei Jungming - (RP)
--[] Personal Action: Sooth ruffled feathers over the sudden influx of refugees, and make note of any xenophobes for later - their political careers should be subtly stalled out.
[X] This Is An Intervention
Edit: Split it into an intervention action and a brain drain one. Food situation is no so dire if this goes well, but I don't think people will complain much if we have lots of extra kelp and oysters. We can always trade them.
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If anyone wants to throw down an omake about expanding the sea forest, that would be real helpful.
Barondoctor
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Easy angle: Maybe some of the Thai students / professors were in the marine biology program at Chulalongkorn U and between pictures, numbers, and science they can cross the language barrier enough to leverage their knowledge.
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I'm waiting for the GM to get home and post about what CO would do in this case. Depending on how it works mechanically, I might tweak the numbers.
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I think they're going to have to live with getting love later. The army can still get a new logistical backbone and much deployment by mid-plan, but the Airy will have to wait a bit to get it's planes and munitions.
HeroCooky
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Added the intervention option.
How it works: You burn 3 CO to reduce/reign in/halt the acceleration of the Genocides, with Political Consequences and Knock-On Effects as Hua Guofeng gets to work.
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So, the genocides are still ongoing, just not at the same breakneck pace? And the roll determines how good the result of the action is?
If we bundle this with brain drain can we get people out instead of them being killed?
HeroCooky
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Yes, Ye, and Absolutely. In that order.
Games & Guangchou
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Games & Guangchou
Sergeant Ming Lang Feng felt the pair of firm, even-shaped lumps of resin tumble within his closed fist as he shook them hard. His mind clear of thoughts, he basked in the zen-like feel right before his hand released the pair of dice.
It was hard to describe, this feeling. It simply felt… right. For some reason. The anticipation, the feel of tumbling dice, the sound of resin clattering on a wooden surface, the moment of reading the numbers… it filled him with a calm he found nowhere else.
Beyond the random games of magic and monsters, bandits and barbarians, and yes, dungeons and dragons, it was the dice that drew him in. Not the sessions of long and exciting adventures with friends and strangers, not the arguments and shouting matches that ensued every now and then. Not even the strengthening and breaking of friendships that followed after. It was dice. It had been so from the first moment he heard a pair clatter on a wooden board.
What followed was curiosity. A game of sorts, played with papers, dice and a whole lot of imagination. A fresh recruit had acquired a complete kit from a relative, a recent migrant who had gotten it from a trader in Thailand, who'd bartered it from a fisherman, who'd won it in a card game against a sailor sailing in from the Philippines, who'd been gifted the kit by a brother in America. In any case, Feng was hooked from the first game.
Not long after, he'd hunted down the camp's quartermaster to help him track down a pair of his own. In times past, quartermasters had often served to facilitate a grey market of sorts for the soldiers, providing a means of procuring contraband or essentials for personnel. As Guangchou's needs were slowly met, the… "tradition"… had lessened in importance, but the practice continued out of sentimentality. And desire from profit.
Now the market catered to a more unique need, for the strange, the exotic, or basically anything the nation had yet to produce for itself.
For the sergeant, however, it had gotten him a new addiction, a need he never knew he had. Once more the dice clattered across the table, and Feng took in the results, meaning nothing in particular, and yet it felt like did. He imagined them deciding the outcome of choice he'd made, some gauge or measurement of significance. A roll of the dice equating to the whims of fate and chance.
It was joy. Pleasure. The thrill of the tumbling shapes, the weight of numbers, the climax of success. Or failure. And just like that, he found himself anticipating the games to come tonight, one last game before the brief furlough ended. One last roll of the dice.
NOTE: Not super thrilled with how I ended it, but honestly just wanted to get it out. Figured Guangchou could use some more entertainment/recreational options for when we've got enough breathing room to worry about less critical areas of society. Also, D&D canonically appears in 1974, so it barely fits, I guess?
It was hard to describe, this feeling. It simply felt… right. For some reason. The anticipation, the feel of tumbling dice, the sound of resin clattering on a wooden surface, the moment of reading the numbers… it filled him with a calm he found nowhere else.
Beyond the random games of magic and monsters, bandits and barbarians, and yes, dungeons and dragons, it was the dice that drew him in. Not the sessions of long and exciting adventures with friends and strangers, not the arguments and shouting matches that ensued every now and then. Not even the strengthening and breaking of friendships that followed after. It was dice. It had been so from the first moment he heard a pair clatter on a wooden board.
What followed was curiosity. A game of sorts, played with papers, dice and a whole lot of imagination. A fresh recruit had acquired a complete kit from a relative, a recent migrant who had gotten it from a trader in Thailand, who'd bartered it from a fisherman, who'd won it in a card game against a sailor sailing in from the Philippines, who'd been gifted the kit by a brother in America. In any case, Feng was hooked from the first game.
Not long after, he'd hunted down the camp's quartermaster to help him track down a pair of his own. In times past, quartermasters had often served to facilitate a grey market of sorts for the soldiers, providing a means of procuring contraband or essentials for personnel. As Guangchou's needs were slowly met, the… "tradition"… had lessened in importance, but the practice continued out of sentimentality. And desire from profit.
Now the market catered to a more unique need, for the strange, the exotic, or basically anything the nation had yet to produce for itself.
For the sergeant, however, it had gotten him a new addiction, a need he never knew he had. Once more the dice clattered across the table, and Feng took in the results, meaning nothing in particular, and yet it felt like did. He imagined them deciding the outcome of choice he'd made, some gauge or measurement of significance. A roll of the dice equating to the whims of fate and chance.
It was joy. Pleasure. The thrill of the tumbling shapes, the weight of numbers, the climax of success. Or failure. And just like that, he found himself anticipating the games to come tonight, one last game before the brief furlough ended. One last roll of the dice.
NOTE: Not super thrilled with how I ended it, but honestly just wanted to get it out. Figured Guangchou could use some more entertainment/recreational options for when we've got enough breathing room to worry about less critical areas of society. Also, D&D canonically appears in 1974, so it barely fits, I guess?
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Wait, @HeroCooky, would the Catch of the Day omake bonus be applicable for interfering with the purges?
"A 5/3 Rep/PO Action to aid socialist/communist factions in exchange for angering the international community"
"A 5/3 Rep/PO Action to aid socialist/communist factions in exchange for angering the international community"
sorry for the late and i mean in the future for our navy