The realm rejoices as Paradox Interactive announces the launch of Crusader Kings III, the latest entry in the publisher’s grand strategy role-playing game franchise. Advisors may now jockey for positions of influence and adversaries should save their schemes for another day, because on this day Crusader Kings III can be purchased on Steam, the Paradox Store, and other major online retailers.
Eric Blair said:If you want a picture of the future, imagine a boot stamping on a human face— forever.
Towards the end of 1936, the United States Presidential Election put John N. Garner into the white house. The sentiment in the Manufacturing Belt was that there was something fishy, since ballot results reported that in several states with strong unionised working communities such as Kentucky that not a single vote was placed for the Combined Syndicates ticket.Eric Blair said:Our civilization, pace Chesterton, is founded on coal, more completely than one realizes until one stops to think about it. The machines that keep us alive, and the machines that make machines, are all directly or indirectly dependent upon coal. In the metabolism of the Western world the coal-miner is second in importance only to the man who ploughs the soil. He is a sort of caryatid upon whose shoulders nearly everything that is not grimy is supported.
I'm starting to like this Blairwell-as-philosopher/historian-of-the-World-Revolution thing. The "coal miner caryatid" passage was very good.I finally realised what c0d was referencing, and all I'm saying is Blair/Orwell is currently in the UoB. However, he has no placement in government... and the Brits have sent men!
By the 29th of February the leaders of the CSA had been chosen. Max Shachtman had managed to outmaneouver William Z Foster in an incredibly close race. As Premier of the Combined Syndicates, he elevated Jack Reed to the status of the Official Head of the State and between them they took stock of their situation. New England was lost to the Canadian Landgrab 'Defense Scheme #4' but the Syndicates had bigger fish to fry.Eric Blair said:In Ellis Island Barracks in New York, the day before I joined the militia, I saw a French militiaman standing in front of the officers' table.
He was a tough-looking youth of twenty-five or six, with reddish-yellow hair and powerful shoulders. His peaked leather cap was pulled fiercely over one eye. He was standing in profile to me, his chin on his breast, gazing with a puzzled frown at a map which one of the officers had open on the table. Something in his face deeply moved me. It was the face of a man who would commit murder and throw away his life for a friend--the kind efface you would expect in an Autonomist, though as likely as not he was a Maximalist. There were both candour and ferocity in it; also the pathetic reverence that illiterate people have for their supposed superiors. Obviously he could not make head or tail of the map; obviously he regarded map-reading as a stupendous intellectual feat. I hardly know why, but I have seldom seen anyone--any man, I mean--to whom I have taken such an immediate liking.