United Arab Federationالنبي هو في السماء الآن
The Prophet is in Heaven now Cairo
January, 2015The 21st century Caliphate, one that made the conscience decision to not use adopt that title in favor of remaining a movement identified with the interests of the people, was vibrant in it's political, social, and economic life. The seat of power in Cairo was central mainly toward the Council of Executives, by far the most powerful legislative branch of the three, as the other two branches were located in other areas of the Federation, namely in Tunis and Riyadh. All three cities have a small section dedicated toward a a sole Direct Federal State, despite being separated by hundreds of miles. No matter, Cairo was generally the "main" capital, and showed the high-life of the Arab Federation.
Riding in a luxury black SUV, the Governor of the Federal State of Egypt was scrolling through his own personal phone, reviewing some meeting notes and seeing his schedule for the rest of the day. Seated next to him was an accountant and manager, reviewing a manila folder of financial accounts and the like for the Governor's domestic economic funds. There was not a sense of animosity, just two men caught up in two different lifestyles. "Ya pasha!" The Governor said, using slang for some horrible reason, which generally meant "Hey you/mate!". The Governor showed his manager the phone's screen, dazzling with blinking lights, flashes, and confetti. "High score!" He said with a laugh, before starting a new game of whatever he was now on top of. The manager give him a dry congratulations, letting the manchild to his own devices. Soon however, they arrived at their destination: The Heliopolis Palace, residence of the President of the Arab Federation.
The Governor and his manager breezed past security and were escorted into the palace, all the way to the room of the big man himself, Kareem Ahmad-Atallah. His door was open, the room very airy and displayed. Glass windows allowed sunlight in, basking the entire room in a bath of light. It was not hot, though, the central air was some how able to keep the temperature at a comfortable degree. The President looked up briefly from a small stash of letters, before returning to it and speaking. "Ah yes, Imram Nagi, please come in. Keep the door open." The Governor did so, taking a seat situated more towards the side of the President.
The Governor quickly spoke, "The openness of your office makes me uneasy, excellency."
"Why is that?" He responded, still doing some paper work, turning to a mobile phone for calculations and messaging.
"It seems to be a good place to be assassinated. Especially when facing the skyline from behind."
"If the people believe me to be unfit to rule, then let them remove me."
"All it takes is the displeasure of one." The Governor said flatly. He looked closer at the glass, and began to notice it's uniform, extreme thickness. "Besides, isn't this bulletproof?" The President seemed to ignore the inquiry.
"That's beyond the point. I've called you here to head an investigative committee." The President said, turning his full attention to the Governor. The President had the power to create legislative committees that transcended the Councils, but the committees were mainly for research and coordinating policies and directing them. Though rare, the President's ability to form committees was actually his main power, as the Chancellor was the technical head of government. It acted as a form of balance on the Chancellor, keeping him in check by the President.
"Oh? What kind?" The governor asked, feeling a bit smug and important, knowing that he would probably get something cool and awesome like the Committee for the Research and Evaluation of Select Politically Unstable Regions, or one of the military or intelligence divisions. So many possibilities, he was practically foaming at the mouth.
"The Committee for the Propagation of Good Will and Understanding Between Friendly Nations," The President said with a dry tone, passing the paper to the Governor. "A role that will be accompanied by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs." The Governor looked at the paper, a bit puzzled.
"Good Will and Understanding Between Friendly Nations..." He repeated. "So...an ambassador? You want me to head a committee full of ambassadors?"
The President smiled, the Lord had delivered him into his hands. "In a sense, but I intend to re-invent the role of an ambassador. Your committee will be in charge of gauging how the roles of international ambassadors effect policy and cooperation between nations, as well as between international organizations. Not only that, but will be directly involved in determining the proper course of action for the Federation's foreign policy based on realistic and pragmatic ideals. I have chosen you based on both your track record, and insistence on secular beliefs." The President began to eye the Governor, knowing that he had to ensure he took the position. "You will be assembling conferences, attending ones abroad, and organizing for our members to do the same. The world is globalized and connected, and we need to know how to use it to our advantage. Let others stay in the wood work while we shake hands on matters that don't just revolve around oil deals. You must understand the importance I put on this committee. This will change geopolitical standings globally. You will be in a pioneering position."
"I will accept." The governor said abruptly, seemingly cutting off the President from submitting another argument to convince him. "Come now, Atallah, all you had to do was ask. I did not need you to sell me the position." The Governor said with a hardy chuckle, with the President smiling and laughing quietly as well. "I already have some members in mind, and this list seems appropriate for the committee. You take your job seriously, haha!"
"As I should. As we all should." The President said with a small laugh, and a undertone of seriousness. "Thank you for your acceptance, I will announce it's creation tomorrow in front of the Council of Executives."