The Most Serene Republic of Bozepolis was a very large, socially progressive, economically powerful nation, renowned for its absence of drug laws, unlimited-speed roads and barren, inhospitable landscape. But on April 9, 2011, the government collapsed into anarchy, and its hard-nosed, hard-working, intelligent population of 12.5 million (125 million NS) were gripped by an overwhelming sense of fear, as the power vacuum the complete breakdown of social order created led to the rise of order through biker gangs.
President Lukas Enrikas, the Most Serene Republic’s head of state and government, had to act quickly, so he did the only thing he could think to do – he wrote a letter to the ruler a massive nation nearby that many considered an international pariah...
He wrote to Supreme Party Chairwomyn Stalarina of the Womyn’s Paradise of Gynostan, a ruler the World Assembly had classified as a “psychotic dictator” and whose narcissism was clearly reflected in the cult of personality she’d built around herself in her own nation.
His letter in part read:
The solution to (Bozepolis’) current crisis is painfully obvious – the Bozepolines must no longer be allowed to control our own destiny. The Bozepolines need a foreign dictatrix to completely dominate us; to make all our decisions with regards to domestic, foreign, trade and all other policies; and to rule us not with our own best interests at heart, but her own.
In my humble opinion, that person is You, Supreme Party Chairwomyn Stalarina.
I bow to Your superior leadership skills. Please, Chairwomyn. On my hands and knees with my face buried in the ground at Your feet, please, I beg You, please claim Bozepolis as Your territory and please claim me and the Bozepoline people as Your slaves. Please take command of this country and give us the punishment we deserve for letting things get so out of hand, and force upon us the discipline we need to make sure it never happens again. And please, in doing so, please don’t take the wellbeing of my people into account, only Your own. The Bozepoline people have been serving ourselves for far too long. Now, it’s time we learn to serve someone like You.
He who is Your greatest admirer and who prays to be Your puppet,
Lukas Enrikas
President, Most Serene Republic of Bozepolis
To which the supreme party chairwomyn replied:
I can see that your nation has reached the truly degenerate loss of law and order that is anarchy. However, all is not lost. You have recognized that your nation has defied the natural order and that it must be placed under the Supreme and Benevolent Guidance of Stalarina.
The first thing your nation must recognize is that the composition of your nation emerges from its symbols and slogans, so your first task is to change your motto and flag. It must no longer be the degenerate “Liberty, Prosperity, Democracy,” but instead a more suitable one must be devised. The slogan “Order, Work, Motherhood” shall do nicely, both in your flag and your national motto.
Your national anthem of the same name must also be replaced. The song I have in mind, written by me and played by the Party Orchestra, is “No Motherland without Stalarina.” You may keep the normal flag colors. Furthermore, though your country will continue to be called “Bozepolis,” the name of your capital city must be changed. The name “Stalarinagrad” should serve as a testament to my help in saving your nation.
And lastly, your nation will no longer be called a “most serene republic” or a “republic” of any kind. From now on, your country will be referred to as “the Matriarchy of Bozepolis.” Accordingly, you will no longer be referred to by the corrupt capitalist honorific of “president.” From now on, your title will be “Chairperson of the Bozepoline People’s Party.”
Now prepare my eponymous for my arrival.
Yours sincerely,
the Supreme Party Chairwomyn Stalarina of The Womyn’s Paradise of Gynostan
Very soon, Chairwomyn Stalarina would begin the process of breaking Bozepolis down, destroying everything it built and re-making it in her image.
Enrikas ordered the changes made to the flag and national motto.
“And when the supreme party chairwomyn gets here, I want ‘No Motherland without Stalarina’ playing from loudspeakers throughout the city... the city of Stalarinagrad!”