Early Years 1836 - 1856
The cabinet of the emperor was assembled in the beginning of january 1836 to negotiate in the matters of the budget. Despite protests from the Hungarian and Galizian nobles, a staged tax higher for the rich was enabled.
The crime budget was lowered, and the machine began to roll. Several new divisions was assigned to the imperial army, which grew in size.
Despite these reforms, nothing important happened during this year, and the dissatisfaction grew deep within the populace. In Prague, the third city of the Empire and the heart of Europe, unemployed poor people marched towards the city council and occupied it, thus threatening to take control of the city. The Imperial government sent 20.000 men underneath a general Adler, a blond-haired, young officer who's father was into politics.
Even though the rioters had taken control of mainly the whole of Prague, the forces of Adler was deployed south of the city, and then moved inwards, calling for negotiation, or sooner to say, total surrender of the rebellion.
3.139 people were killed. It was the 18th of june 1836, and it was perhaps a rainy day.
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"Herr deputy ambassador", smiled the secret police chief, nodding at his superior in the Karlsbad castle a month later. "We have reason", he said, and lended above the map of the table, "to believe that acts of revolution are coordinated from the J-town."
The deputy ambassador lended his head to his hand. His name was not important, in a year or two he would be forgotten and replaced by another bureaucrate as anonymous, but for now, he held the absolute executive power in the Habsburg empire, and the thrust of the emperor himself. His name was Theodórz Putnik, not a German but a Croat, and a very patriotic one.
"The J-town?" he asked in a rhetorical question. "The jews town? You must mean Kraków".
The secret police chief smiled with his grim mouth, it was not so usual that the imperial executive knew so much about the lingua of the secret police, and it was very not usual that the deputy ambassador of the cabinet knew anything about the world.
Putnik smeared his dry lips with the thin, white-gloved girl-like hands, as he seemed to be in very deep thoughts. "Kraków... the last remnants of Poland, the symbol of the triumph of our diplomacy, indeed Walter."
The Deputy ambassador raised and walked across the stony room in this medieval palace, as he watched out of the window and saw the star-clear sky.
"You know Walter, my brute friend, that we could await this... the second mistake of great late Metternich, we have to hope that more unpleasant surprises does not occur, or else my master will be dis-pleaced."
The police chief moved beside his superior, watching his long, aristocratic face. "What would yopu do with J-town... eh boss..."
"I will wait, wait for the orders from my master... It is an intolerable situation in the long view, three conservative states unified in a alliance... no a war against revolution, and by pure weakness, we ought to accept a semi-independent freeport for anarchists, secessionists, liberals, outlaws and other terrorists."
But on the other hand, if we strike now, we will have to explain it for the other three... sorry... two members of the alliance."
"Peter and Roger?", the police chief said.
"You can be safe my friend, I know that they will hear this anyway, so why not let them do that. It would be inpolite... I do not want to risk the crumbling of the Holy Alliance and the security of Europe by invading a tiny enclave, a stitch, which only by a slight coincidence happens to lie in the meeting point of the borders of the greatest empires of the world..."
"Would they go into break because of J-town, I mean, nothing important exists there, but radical clubs, drugs, bombs, poets and artists... and Jews of course." Walter made a grim look when he mentioned that word.
"What could we possibly do?", the Deputy ambassador grumbled. "If we would allow Russian intervention in the Caucasus and Balkan, to a slight degree, Pr... I mean 'Peter', could not hesitate to support this war."
"How sounds your CB, my lord?"
"What do you like 'War against Drugs'?", the deputy ambassador smiled. "We could shrink this war down to a question about opium by saying that this is a part of our anti-drug policy, like the proposal to ban tobacco in the empire. If we would ban tobacco, why would we not go to war with such people that lives by inhalating and smuggling cocaine?"
"Brilliant... pure genious. But has not Peter always wanted to control J-town?"
"Peter wants to control everything... we'll give them our support in the next session in the parliament of Frankfurt... they need us to get a proper CB against Denmark."
"Is that not to bring upheaval to Europe in a bigger scale? And what would Frenchy and Benny do?"
"Frenchy and Benny would not do anything for the first. Frenchy does not dare to move against the combined strength of our forces and the forces of Roger and Peter. Benny have their little trouble with a revolution in Canada. We would of course have helped them, because or policies are purely based on ethics, but we have no fleet and we will not try to mob up America against us. They are or friends you know."
"America... I thought they were 'amoral revolucionaries and terrorists'?"
"Many things has changed.", Putnik sighed. "Nowadays, we have accepted the status quo in leaving America to strife against anarchy in it's most unpleasant democratic form. They will have their world, if they leave ours in peace. Europe will forever be in our hands."
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Three weeks later, the envoys of his Imperial majesty declared, from Switzerland to Moldavia, from Poland to Serbia, and in the embassies of several European powers, that the free city of Kraków posed a threat against the authority of Imperial Europe, and thus had to be utterly destroyed.