Socialist Commonwealth
Establishing Nation
Rijeka was as beautiful as ever, Commissar Dusan Mejic thought. He had taken the train to work, as usual, and was watching the Dunay river promenade to his left where some early morning people walked their dogs or spent sunrise with their lovers. A mild warmth was hanging in the air, the typical Carentanian warmth. Rarely ever was it cold, but just as rarely Carentania became a hot country. Overall, it was a pleasant land, at least that was what every citizen thought when the bright red sunlight broke through the fog in the city's streets.
Surely it would have been unusual for any other country's government officials to travel by train, together with the morning commuters. But from Carentanian politicians, this was expected, even during more dangerous times than the current. After all, they had to keep in touch with the remaining population, stay true to their proletarian ideals. And besides that, Carentania could easily be considered a safe country. During its existence, the Workers' Republic had nourished an attitude of "looking out for each other" in its population, installed a sense of civil courage in them and, renouncing a general police force, based its executive around the general populations awareness.
This, Commissar Mejic was convinced, had worked quite well. Of course, no system will ever be perfect and there was the occasional case of self-justice, but the laughter of the capitalist world and their prophecies of chaos and terror had died out over the decades as Carentania managed to prove to the world that it had built a stable society. Yes, Mejic trusted everyone on this train to team up on a possible attacker and make sure he would be brought to justice. But just in case, the Commissariate for Inner Security had tasked two agents with the protection of the Commissars each.
Finally, Mejic shook off the thoughts about this daily routine and the structure of the Carentanian society. His work day would involve more important tasks, as the Vangalan ambassador awaited him for talks about the future relationship of their two countries. Carentania, reaching out for the world after all these decades again, knew that Vangalas relative isolation meant it could be willing to make some political concessions in order to gain the Workers' Republics' support. And that aside, it could never hurt to have a thorn in the side of the world biggest fascist and imperialist empire grow larger.
Surely it would have been unusual for any other country's government officials to travel by train, together with the morning commuters. But from Carentanian politicians, this was expected, even during more dangerous times than the current. After all, they had to keep in touch with the remaining population, stay true to their proletarian ideals. And besides that, Carentania could easily be considered a safe country. During its existence, the Workers' Republic had nourished an attitude of "looking out for each other" in its population, installed a sense of civil courage in them and, renouncing a general police force, based its executive around the general populations awareness.
This, Commissar Mejic was convinced, had worked quite well. Of course, no system will ever be perfect and there was the occasional case of self-justice, but the laughter of the capitalist world and their prophecies of chaos and terror had died out over the decades as Carentania managed to prove to the world that it had built a stable society. Yes, Mejic trusted everyone on this train to team up on a possible attacker and make sure he would be brought to justice. But just in case, the Commissariate for Inner Security had tasked two agents with the protection of the Commissars each.
Finally, Mejic shook off the thoughts about this daily routine and the structure of the Carentanian society. His work day would involve more important tasks, as the Vangalan ambassador awaited him for talks about the future relationship of their two countries. Carentania, reaching out for the world after all these decades again, knew that Vangalas relative isolation meant it could be willing to make some political concessions in order to gain the Workers' Republics' support. And that aside, it could never hurt to have a thorn in the side of the world biggest fascist and imperialist empire grow larger.