Introduction
The Republic, as now the name had finally become second hand, had settled in to its role in regards to international relations. That being of course, that it didn’t really play in that arena. The world had yet not fashioned itself into one that would respect such a lowly militarized nation, if not an economically dominant one. After countless failed forays into the international stage, the Republic decided to, for the time being at least; opted to dwell in internal affairs. While the people of the Republic tended to be open minded and forward thinking, the innate anthropocentric views of mankind heralded this decision as not only wise but without rival. As such the Republic had laid dormant, tending to its personal affairs. The economy followed suit, growing as the lands within the Republic began to fill themselves out, building infrastructure, technology, and other obvious needs, until finally the economy slowed and in some cases stalled. The country was beginning to hit a ceiling of sorts, limited also by the growing conflicts around the world and most importantly, Africa. Since the United States was formed, and thusly the Republic, South Africa had become one of the most stable continents on the planet. Following the sudden and dramatic fall of both the Matriarch and Commonwealth, the continent was plunged back into a dark ages. The ‘Sickness” as it had been referred to was reaching epidemic proportions.
It was a hand being forced. The Republic, internationally, had now been called upon to do something, or anything for that matter. The economy of the world was feeling the backlash from what was once an incredibly productive continent. The Matriarch had once triumphed as the world’s largest economy, dwarfing even The Empire’s. The Commonwealth, though iron fisted, had built a dependable large scale economy based upon petroleum. The Holy Republic and even Rome for that matter, all had sustainable economies with profitable exports in Northern Africa. Not one of those nations now remained and, while the Republic had integrated much of the former two’s resources and manufacturing, the world was feeling the obvious ill effects. The conflict in Northern Africa was now seen as the straw that would cripple the camel’s back, as exports risked seizure or worse. Large scale companies could afford, albeit it grudgingly, to send their goods on roundabout routes. Small companies, ones that depended on quick northerly routes, were now afforded this luxury. Africa’s valuable exports: oil, precious metals, and uranium were now skyrocketing in price.
The challenge became, for the Republic, a question written so eloquently ages ago; but to do or die. While the increase in prices was problem, certainly the massive economy the Republic had spent years building could sustain. It was rather the long term economic attrition the world was engaging in. One could imagine the difficulties in repeatedly having to prevail against countless spikes in prices regarding world conflict. What had once been viewed as a turning point in mankind, peace on Africa…peace to the world, was now a childish afterthought, a cruel joke played on the world. Sure, Windhoek Instruments or Cupric Mines, the countries two biggest companies (Windhoek being the world’s largest) were fine now, and mostly likely for years to come, but decades or worse? Prolonged conflict was just as bad as countless conflicts. The Republic was a large nation, one of the worlds for that matter. Without international relations the economy was on standstill. Without world peace, international relations made little sense. Why talk economics with a nation that would be around the next morning for afternoon tea? The Republic had exhausted its international relations to boot. Even the once strained relations with the Empire had now faded from memory, an unpleasant dream. Since such pressing matters were on the table constantly in North Africa, the Empire had found its way to the backburner and with the short term, what have you done for me now mentality of people, the ghost of the Empire’s past had long since given up.
That question fell on the desk of President Sam Briddick. Briddick had been in office for two years now, elected after the term of Ngozi Baruti had come to a close and with it an era. Ngozi Baruti marked the end of the Republic’s rise from the ashes, starting decade’s ago with the September Rebellion from Zeeeland. He also marked the final hero of the rebellion to fall from the limelight. Harvard Dugan, the leader of the rebellion and subsequently the founder of the United States, had passed away five years ago at the age of 76. Timothy Farrell left politics after his presidency to become a professor at the University of Windhoek. Sarah Ovamba, regarded as the best President in the nation’s short history, retired in Cape Town. Abdul Jabarii, former governor of Botswana before the Republic and orchestrator of Botswana’s induction into the United States was killed in a car accident ten years ago at the age of 55. Ethan Raven, the final founding father of the United States remains at large, though he is presumed dead. Sam Briddick was the started, or at least it was hoped, of a new era, a modern era. Briddick was the youngest president at age 45, the first foreign elected having been born originally in England, and the first non founding father to find himself in office. While a bit lacking in charisma, a noted change from past leaders like Ovamba and Baruti, he was undeniably brilliant having study at both Oxford and the University of Windhoek achieving a PhD in economics from the latter. He had returned briefly to Oxford where he taught advanced classes in economics before coming back to the now formed Republic as Baruti’s vice President during his second term. It was under Baruti’s calm and respected leadership that Briddick found favor with the Republican people.
He took over in what appeared to be dire straits. The economy was stalled, conflict was growing in North Africa, and the country’s clout was fading quickly. While little success was being met on either front, the public and not turned on him yet. The economy was slowly, if not impatiently, beginning to turn the wheels once again. Though, until the world could find at the least an uneasy peace, the economy would not roll into action with any huge strides. Still it was good enough for the people, for now at least, and the one thing he actually had some level of control over. Still the problems of North Africa had to be settled not only for his country’s sake, but the world as a whole.