”The great thing about democracy is that it gives every voter a chance to do something stupid.”- Art Spander
Behold! The newest additions to my army.
Oh no! Global news! The world is going to end! Ahhhhh~!
We need more people in my workforce. Time to actively attract immigrants and upset the Nationalists again.
Construction on our new Reeducated Faculty for the Mentally Ill begins, right on the heels of the know-it-alls in the college declaring nonconformity and civil disobedience to be mental illnesses.
Tired of the local politicians? Go to the movies!
Behold! My instrument of financial tyranny. The social oppression of the future! Through fancy financial schemes such as derivatives and libor rigging, I shall become filthy rich at the expense of everyone else!
Or maybe I will just use it for my swiss banking needs.
Be like this guy! Join up with the Wall Street Mafia! Become a bankster! Rob the capitalists of all of the hard-earned cash they swindled from other people! Top hat sold separately.
RUDO! The capital is covered in graffiti – you clearly aren’t doing your job!
Uppity commoners think they can make demands of me. This is not how socialism is supposed to work!
Whoa, that’s a lotta immigrants.
Patriot, you wanted to be a tank factory worker?
No, the TV station is not a mind control device. It doesn’t utilize flashing lights and sounds in order to shape people’s personal beliefs and thoughts. That’s just an insane conspiracy theory. Go back to sleep.
The citizens of Tropico wake up one morning to find me staring at them through the TV screen, chomping on a big fat Cuban cigar.
Guns and oil. I would love to see how the folks at the TV station manage to spin this.
I could have had a sensible industry based off the export of canned food or something, but nooooooo…
And thus ends the year, with yet another threat to El Presidente’s reign. The military is still making idle threats against me and my family. And now I have to deal with this as well.
Okay, fine. In the spirit of democracy I say: “Bring it.”