My face is sour. Maybe that’s why they say I’m a dictator.
- Augusto PinochetIt seems I forgot to add CommanderDJ as the intellectual faction leader last time. Whoops. Fixed now.
Boy, for being the leader of the intellectuals, he sure isn’t the brightest bulb in the drawer. Nothing a proper education can’t fix, though.
Status explained: “Education” determines what jobs he can work at. “Intelligence” affects how quickly this citizen becomes skilled at his current job. “Courage” affects willingness to join in anti-government activities that someone has already started, while “Leadership” affects willingness to be the first one to perform anti-government activities.
“Teamster” is his current amount of job experience working in that particular job.
This shows all the factors that affect this citizen’s happiness. There are several categories, and some citizens place more weight on certain categories.
Food Quality, Entertainment, and Job Quality are most important to CommanderDJ. Housing, Crime Safety, and Liberty are also of interest to him, but he really doesn’t care about religious satisfaction, health care quality, the environment, or how well he respects El Presidente.
Different citizens care about different things, which could potentially result in seeing protests even within a mostly happy population.
Say hello to our new palace guard, Mongoose.
Our health care clinic is finished! I prioritized its construction because people can die from a lack of health care, but bringing in two doctors from abroad is expensive! Now you see the value of being able to educate the locals.
Mongoose was complaining about the lack of entertainment in town, and Gortef wants to work as a barmaid, so look what is under construction:
See these things? These indicate a lack of proper housing, a major source of civil unrest.
But I am not going to build an apartment building to house my citizens. Instead I will spend the money on making big wasteful government bigger and more wasteful.
Ahh, here’s the freighter carrying our foreign specialists, and undoubtedly more immigrants as well. I have just finished establishing a steady stream of goods to export, though, and most of it won’t make it to the docks in time for the freighter to buy.
The next freighter, however,
WILL have a decent amount of iron ore and surplus food waiting for it.
Look who found a job as a palace guard! To be fair, it IS currently the best job to have on the island.
Say hello to our new immigrants: z64555 and Herra Tohtori. As the only college educated workers on the island, they will work in the clinic for now.
This sort of situation is quite typical for the Tropico economy. Can’t quite decide if the problem lies in the teamsters, the dockworkers, or the freighter captains.
Why, Scourage, I thought you wanted to be a farmer.
(Being a soldier or palace guard normally requires a high school education, but not if you chose ‘Installed by KGB’ as your rise to power or if you have the ‘Conscription’ edict active. Generals still require a college education regardless of anything else, though, so this is not quite as good as it sounds.)
Early this morning, we had another pirate radio broadcast. If they are going to broadcast anti-government lies, they could at least follow established radio protocols while doing so. Notice in the lower-right corner that my population’s overall happiness has been steadily decreasing.
Great, more mouths to feed and find jobs for. I immediately order the construction of another farm, as a cheap method of making sure everyone is contributing to my workforce and no one is unemployed.
With three farms, set to produce pineapples, coconuts, and bananas respectively, I doubt we will have any food shortages anytime soon, which means more food for export. Having a variety of foodstuffs available also means better food quality.
Non-edible crops, like tobacco and sugar, sell for more, but won’t provide food for the people.
As Turambar reminds us, living conditions could be far worse. At least we don’t have people being shot on the streets by the military here.
We finished my diplomatic office. Two of the island’s native high school educated workers, Ckad and Pred and Penguin, have found jobs in there.
However, the Americanos refuse to pay for the construction of an Embassy on a communist island even though they sent Dilmah G as their ambassador, so he is sent to my diplomatic office instead.
In other news, one of the local bureaucrats claims that there is a mutant llama on the island somewhere. Forget about the local politics; look at the three-headed llama!
..Annnddd here’s the freighter captain, along with all the money we have to work with for the rest of the year.
We will definitely be seeing some civil unrest next year, possibly even some rebels. Remember, the goal of the game is for me to stay in power using any means necessary, so this could get interesting.
