PM John Cook, once more, stands in the center of the Colombian Congress, watched intently by the Congressmen. Cook is no longer the young man he used to be. His hair has lightened to a dark gray, and the wrinkles in his face have become far more prominent than before. He seems to cough frequently, and his hearing is beginning to give out. Regardless, his characteristic aura of authority and power remains around him, now also complimented by an air of wisdom in his old age.
Cook speaks. "My fellow Congressmen...alas, our attempt to aid our brothers-in-arms, the Californios, has failed, and they have been sucked into the United Territories. I do not bode any ill will towards Premier Roosevelt, however: he fought a fair fight, and the Californios surrendered willingly.
"We have not come out of this empty handed, however. As you are all aware, the Californio navy is now our navy, and the sailors have sworn the oath of allegiance to Colombia. Not only that, but the Californio upper class has also retreated to Colombia, bringing with them their fortunes. I am certain our economy will boom significantly from this chain of events. In fact, one certain Californian capitalist, Robert Waterman, has agreed to help fund upgrades for our soldiers, so that they are up to par with the standards of other nations."
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