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  1. Mr.E The Man that Time Forgot

    Aug 2, 2012
    The Mountainous Democratic Republic of Colorado
    Spies Like Us (1993)

    Directed by Ben Elton
    Written by Ben Elton and Stephen Fry (based on a story by Stephen Fry and Hugh Laurie)

    Terry Milibrand (Stephen Fry) is a low level employee at Government Code and Cypher School, who takes the foreign service test to become a foreign agent. During the examination, he meets Gerald Fitz-Hume (Hugh Laurie), a pompous, ignorant aristocrat, whose family had been in foreign relations for generations, and who is taking the exam as part of a dare. Fitz-Hume tries to openly cheat on the test, and then attempts to crib the answers off of Milibrand, which prompts a fight, getting the two of them in trouble.

    Meanwhile, Control (John Cleese), a senior director at an overseas Defense Intelligence section code-named "The Carnival", is undertaking a secret operation against in the Soviet Union, and wants a distraction to keep them distracted while the actual agents go in for the actual mission. He sees report of Fitz-Hume and Millibrand by chance, and sees the decoys for the mission. They are recruited (under false pretenses), given the most minimal training (despite Milibrand being ill-equipped during training, and Fitz-Hume insulting the trainer), and are made full SIS agents. They are then given an assignment to receive an operative codenamed "Rubeum Allec" from an isolated Iranian village near the Soviet border, who has top-secret information. Control knows that the forces guarding a Soviet installation over the border will likely kill the two of them. As they are smuggled into Iran, a real team of SIS agents is sent just over the Iranian border in Turkmen SSR, to said Soviet installation, guarding an American made mobile Atlas missile launcher, to seize control of the installation, and "deactivate" it.

    Milibrand and Fitz-Hume end up getting lost from their drop off point on the Afghan border, due to Fitz-Hume's poor understanding of Persian misdirecting them. They are found by Pashtun tribesmen, and by a UN medical team, led by Dr. Hedley (Charles McKeown), and including a "Dr" Helen Boyers (Emma Thompson),who are travelling with them. They briefly impersonate doctors to avoid death, but when forced to do surgery on the leader's son, find that he is dead already, and decide to flee from that tent.

    They manage to reach the village, and (having been told that they shouldn't contact the Carnival until they have reached the location), call via satellite phone. Defense immediately tells them the operative had moved north, and tells them to follow him, hoping that the Soviets will detect and kill them. However, they see Boyers again, with what Milibrand recognizes as a code scrambler, leading them to realize that she is an operative. They follow her across the Artek, but once again get lost, and end up near the Capsian Sea. The British team is seized upon arrival, leaving Boyers the only survivor.

    Fitz-Hume is captured by Turkmenistani militia patrol, and is held in a station (where he annoys them). Milibrand meets up with Boyers, who learns of their true purpose there as decoys. Milibrand stages a rescue of Fitz-Hume, where they blow up the station. They and Boyers then see the Atlas launcher, and carry out their orders. While they neutralize the guards (using tranquilizers), and enter in the code, Control is speaking to an assortment of Entente military and intelligence bigwigs what the true intention of the Carnival is. The code they entered is not meant to deactivate the missile, but launch it. The real goal is to demonstrate the so-called space based "Olympus Defense System", which will protect the Franco-British Union from Comintern strikes. They are using the Atlas as a demonstration of the guard to the entire world. However, the system fails due to a defective mirror for one of the lasers, at the last minute, and the missile continues unhampered. Control at first tells everyone to be calm and not to panic. He seemingly goes to find something in the maintanence room, but is heard shooting himself for inadvertently starting World War III. The men in the command center panic.

    Fitz-Hume, Milibrand, and Boyers, along with the Soviet technicians, are left to realize what has been done. Figuring that there is nothing left to be done, the two crews decide to have one last "romp" before the end of the world. The film cuts to the credits.


    - Various cameos were made during the film. These cameos include Christopher Lee, Gerry Anderson, Roy Ward Baker, Pythons Terry Jones and Michael Palin, Spike Miligan, Alan Rickman, and Ridley Scott.

    - The film is a parody of both the James Bond series, and the novels (and film adaptations) of the novels of John le Carre. Indeed, John Cleese's "Control" and "the Carnival" are both le Carre references.

    - The film was shot in Algeria and Tunisia, and around London.

    - The final twist was said to be based on the various proposed space based missile defense systems that both superpowers were examining at the time.

    - Elton and Fry were able to retain the dark ending over a studio who wanted a more optimistic ending.
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  2. Alexander the Average Anti-lion tamer

    Sep 19, 2015
    You know, watching the current season of Doctor Who, I think Jello's decision to make Peter Capaldi the head of the British Communists is oddly prescient.
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  3. Mr.E The Man that Time Forgot

    Aug 2, 2012
    The Mountainous Democratic Republic of Colorado
    I think she did it based off his previous most famous role as Malcolm Tucker.

    I wonder who might take the roles of the Doctor ITTL. We know Karen Gillian is one right before the present day. Since Neil Gaiman is an actor, maybe he has the role at one point.
  4. Bulldoggus Socially Guelph, Fiscally Ghibelline

    May 9, 2016
    Boston and/or Nashville
    That got me thinking: John Cleese has been a Lib Dem for a while now. That said, he wouldn't be part of Liberty, since he's not a nutcase, and also the OTL Lib Dems (when he first joined them, at least) are sort of a party for middle class eccentrics. Since he isn't a socialist, he wouldn't join Labour or the Communists, and I can't see him joining the ultimate establishment party (the PA). Given that there's plenty of people like that (hell, I may well be a Lib Dem if I were a Brit) I feel like there would be a non-Socialist party in the FBU (perhaps descended from the Radical Party in France and some cast-off Old Liberals from the UK) that attracts a sort of catch-all of eccentrics, good-government types, certain rural or offbeat areas, and local politics junkies.

    Obviously it isn't my timeline, so you can ix-nay me on this, but it may be good to add such a party (maybe Macron could be leader).
  5. Mr.E The Man that Time Forgot

    Aug 2, 2012
    The Mountainous Democratic Republic of Colorado
    I think the liberal (Blairite) faction of the PA serves that function. They aren't socialists, but they are more reformist and not as establishment as the rest of the PA.
  6. Redshank Galloglass Literally Alasdair Mac Colla Banned

    Nov 3, 2016
    Lost Wages
    You're pissing me off, Herbert.

    Signed, a Melanchon fan
  7. Redshank Galloglass Literally Alasdair Mac Colla Banned

    Nov 3, 2016
    Lost Wages
    I'm waiting on my collab with Nevermore (he's busy for a week or two) and I don't have any othe pieces planned, so I guess I'll just create some more posters.
  8. Bulldoggus Socially Guelph, Fiscally Ghibelline

    May 9, 2016
    Boston and/or Nashville
    I'm a Hamon fan through and through.
  9. Nevermore A mind forever voyaging

    Jul 15, 2008
    Tannhäuser Gate
    Taken from "The Fall of the ANCC and the Rise of Solaris (The 1960s and 1970s)," a by-the-decades look at the history of the All Negro Comics Collective, published on by Lewis Lovhaug [1]

    "As 1960 dawned, it seemed as if the future of the All-Negro Comics Collective was a bright one. They had weathered the encroachment of television and radio into living rooms just as well as their counterparts in Red Circle [2] and National/All-American, a group that I've mentioned before would merge into the DC readers would be familiar with today, in spite of what many feared. Despite both mediums being able to reach across the country and unit people in the stories that they told the more humble approach used by the creative minds in Philadelphia by coupling their work with newsstands had proven a time-tested success. Characters like the Sisters Charbonneau, the Killing Crow, Sugarfoot, La Fantoma [3], Ace Harlem, and more were household names just as much as Captain America or Wonder Woman were. Sales had proven strong throughout the '50s as well though it fell short of the success the ANCC had seen during the war (indeed, there were so many comics produced that there are still places that made up the Eastern Front today that people are uncovering rare books, such as a copy of Ace Harlem's initial run in Crime and Punishment #1 known for giving Harlem a green fedora as opposed to his iconic blue one in several pages that was recently found outside of Stalingrad) [4]. The ANCC had just finished its major crossover event, Peril in Persepolis, and had introduced one of its nastiest villains - the evil sorceress Khurshid [5] - into the limelight. However, if we look at events with a more discerning eye there were several trends that pointed towards the group's dissolution in 1963 even at this stage.

    The first and most obvious is what our friends in capitalist countries would call 'market over saturation.' Simply put, a lot of creative work relies on word of mouth to spread and the issue in this period is that there were simply so many different groups working on comics, and so many different genres to boot, that it was simply overwhelming to newcomers on whom to follow or who was producing what. If one contrasts this with many of the PBS broadcasting stations on both radio and television from this period it becomes easy to see why a program there could endure based on reaching millions of listeners or viewers and with the same events being played out for all to see. As such the steadily declining numbers for the ANCC in sales of their work meant that the newspaper stands they had heretofore relied on so much were now concerned with what titles to be showcase and which to rotate out.

    The next was that the ANCC had grown too big for its own good and in many ways resembling a comics company overseas rather than one of the smaller, leaner groups in the Comintern elsewhere or even in the UASR itself. While the All-Negro Comics Collective is an important cultural milestone for the African community in the UASR it's worth bearing in mind that those artists, colorists, editors, etc. from the formative years up until the ANCC's dissolution were effectively forced to work for the group if they wished to have a career in the field. Though obviously not barred from work in other places being the very first all-black comics publisher carried a lot of significance to it so that anyone who was anyone wanted to say they had worked there at some point. Luminaries like Matt Baker [6], as well as modern names such as Aaron McGruder [7] at Solaris today, all got their start there and as such sucked up the oxygen that might have otherwise gone to competing organizations.

    The issue with crowding so many brilliant minds in one place, though, is that everyone has their own idea of what needs to be done next.

    To his credit Orrin Evans [8] recognized that this was a problem and did his best to address it by oftentimes taking teams and shuffling them around to do differing genres after they completed work on one project for a time. Not only did it work for a while as it prevented the material from becoming stale, or so Evans argued, but it prevented many groups from becoming too set in their ways regarding how to approach new stories and scenarios. But by the early '60s the situation was simply not tenable anymore. Frustrated with the fact that the Persepolis event had killed off one of their best-selling characters, the Killing Crow, a frequent critique of the work was the effects did not reverberate much throughout the ANCC superhero universe. A partial reason for this was the attempt by the upper echelons (effectively, a vanguard for the company by long-time employees) to steer creators towards producing romance-themed work in the wake of the Second Cultural Revolution opening up many new doors as to what was considered appropriate for audiences. This combination of genuine interest and everyone wanting to create the Next Big Series caused many non-romance pieces to fall by the way side and have erratic scheduling. As tensions flared in the committee rooms and arguments about how to move forward became increasingly vocal the straw that finally broke the camel's back was Evans himself stepping down in early 1963 after suffering from a stress-induced heart attack (something that saw him permanently exit the industry itself and retire to writing local pieces at his old employer The Philadelphia Record until his death in 1975 [9]). Without an active leadership to corral the competing voices, the ANCC effectively splintered into many, smaller groups that were finally free from the ironically almost capitalist-like mindset that Evans had used during his tenure as the ANCC's founding member and unchallenged leader.

    One of the major issues that this new environment created was that many creators took their properties with them to their new companies. Almost overnight something like the ANCC superhuman universe had effectively crumbled and the Persepolis story line hung in the balance: despite coming to an unsatisfying conclusion in the eyes of many longtime readers the pieces that had once made it up were so scattered that it would be difficult to piece back together. Indeed, as many groups ended up disbanding from the mid-to-late '60s under the continued hubris of many of their writers and artists, it was Richard 'Grass' Green who shockingly managed to pick up the pieces left behind in the wake of the ANCC's collapse with his own group: Solaris.


    Richard Green, c. 1964

    Richard Green [10] was born after the revolution that swept away the remnants of the old regime and put into power the foundation which makes up our society today. As a post-war baby Green had a unique, almost irreverent take on life that often found its way into his work that clashed greatly with many of his older peer at ANCC (indeed: before the ANCC fell apart he was the youngest artist employed there). Having caught Evans' eye when Green had published a satirical take on the old American Revolution by portraying a world where the United States was founded by black people and the short involved celebrating the first ever inauguration of a 'white' (really, biracial) president he seemed poised to have a highly successful career in the ANCC when it suddenly came tumbling down around him. But with someone as young as Green came ambition and he wasn't about to let his comics collective's collapse stop him from seeing its creations find new life elsewhere.

    Left with little other than Ace Harlem and the Killing Crow, Green quickly moved to do a quasi-reboot of the series, and immediately set the tone to make the Killing Crow's series in this period more of a black action-comedy than a straight drama. Indeed, one of the most talked about scenes in The Killing Crow: No Guts, No Glory (1968) is where young agitator Atticus Finch [11], ridiculously 'educating' Judith Freeman by belting out quotes from The Communist Manifesto to her as they make love underneath the stars before Freeman's parents are murdered by White forces, is perhaps one of the most iconic moments of his career for its sheer absurdity. Following the reboot were several further stories, Days Gone By which chronicled her life in the UASR's armed forces following the civil war, The Dead Pool which reintroduced her World War II team the Suicide Squad as a new team that ultimately ends up ending the war in the Solaris universe early with a spectacular firefight in the Reichstag that ends with Hitler riddled with bullets [12], but one of the important character changes that occurred under Solaris' leadership was giving her actual superpowers.

    In the retelling of the Persepolis event, titled Beyond Good & Evil, rather than dying against the hordes of ghouls summoned by the necromancer Khurshid [13] as she assaults the city of Shiraz near the ancient Persepolis Freeman herself is abducted by Khurshid's forces and resurrected as a thrall. Though ultimately breaking free of the daeva's enslavement, the reasoning changing from an only hinted at homoerotic air between them to an outright desire to have Freeman be 'hers,' the Killing Crow finds herself cursed and unable to truly die. Forced to figure out her new grotesque limitations the readers and the Killing Crow discover her new, amazing regenerative properties that are on par with (or better as some argue) than later characters such as Wolverine [14]. This is when the franchise began to shift gears into a more somber tone as the Killing Crow realizes the new endlessness of her own existence and settles into a kind of ennui, especially so with the fall of the Knights of the Wren, a long time opponent led by arch nemesis Horace Huff [15] aka 'the Ringleader.'

    The general success of this reboot led to many characters slowly gravitating back towards Solaris over the years as it became apparent that Green's group would be here to stay and by the early '70s the old staple of characters could once again be found under the same roof once more. But around this time, Red Circle had managed to reinvent itself in a rather similar fashion as Solaris into Marvel Comics Group, and while they tended to focus more on social issues than the pure fun of DC or the existentialism of later Solaris work they had an idea in mind for their own ultra violent mercenary character.

    What better way to introduce Frank Castle to the world then with a crossover event with one of his main inspirations: the Killing Crow herself?"

    [To be continued]


    [1] Lewis Lovhaug, aka Linkara in OTL, is in the Reds! universe a fairly well-respected comic book historian rather than a critic. Atop the 4th Wall is a major comic enthusiast news and discussion site c. 2017.
    [2] The predecessor to Marvel, and at one point a name for the imprint created by Marvel's co-founder Martin Freeman, before Timely was ultimately adopted. Here Red Circle sticks until the group restructures into the Marvel we're more familiar with.
    [3] Both a Fallout shout out and a nod to Matt Baker's creation Phantom Girl, here re-imagined as a Mexican archaeologist on the hunt for rare artifacts, who draws her strength from ancient Aztec relics.
    [4] I'm actually unsure if anything like this ever happened OTL but if you can accidentally trip over Confederate belt buckles why not something like a rare book?
    [5] Khurshid is a daeva, an evil spirit in Zoroastrianism, who has by this event in the story arc come into service of the god Ahura Mazda after working for the evil being Angra Mainyu for millennia and seeks to spread his light throughout the world. But like any fresh convert to a cause, she seeks to purge the world of evil by any means necessary; think a being with the self-righteousness of an archangel but with the brutality of the Imperium of Man and you've got an idea of what she's like. Her ultimate goal is to create an army of meta/superhumans to dominate the earth in preparation for Ahura Mazda's return. By the present day she has drawn a lot of criticism from fresh Iranian converts to Zoroastrianism as well as historical communities for portraying their deity as a kind of Great Old One.

    It is a variation of a name that means 'shining sun' and is meant to be used ironically.
    [6] Matt Baker was the first major black comic book artist OTL and I felt it was only appropriate that he appear here and be honored as part of the very early run of the ANCC itself.
    [7] You might recognize him as the creator of The Boondocks in our world.
    [8] If you'll recall from a previous update, the man who founded All-Negro Comics IOTL and ITTL.
    [9] Despite the health issues, Evans lives a bit longer here, probably due to better medical treatment in the UASR than he did in our world.
    [10] An OTL cartoonist who mostly specialized in sort of off-the-wall humor in the '70s and '80s. Here, Green mostly sticks with the traditional superhero stuff you'd expect but it's often done in a very tongue-in-cheek manner.
    [11] If you'll recall, Finch being the radical who introduces politics onto the tobacco plantation that Freeman's family worked at before the Second Civil War. Originally much more of an archetype - the well-groomed, well-spoken Northerner coming to teach the South of its backwards ways - Finch gets re-imagined by Green as a much rougher character, someone who's quite homely and really only interested in helping out the plantation because he's attracted to Judith at first. It also changes the Killing Crow's characterization some as in the original series she was portrayed as largely sexless, perhaps even asexual, in how she treated others with her only real inkling of romantic interest for anyone being her CO in WWII though that ultimately went nowhere.

    Reflecting the newer, even more free era of the SCR Green has her go in the total opposite direction: a pansexual, 'I'll be with anything not nailed down' sort of gal who doesn't have too many standards. Though this has garnered quite a bit of criticism of this story in hindsight in the present day Green always maintained that it was poking fun at the needless hypersexualization - or what he considered to be anyway - of so many characters in this era.

    By 2017, it's still a persistent character trait of the KC and there are often still jokes that she's probably slept with just about everyone in the Solaris universe, and others besides given many crossover events, including villains and villainesses at times.
    [12] Think Quentin Tarantino's Inglorious Basterds and you've got the gist of things.
    [13] When I go back and discuss this crossover event in the older comics I'll go into more detail then, but it's a Big Damn Heroine moment for her, needless to say.
    [14] [​IMG]

    This is Henrietta Lacks, the daughter of a family of tobacco farmers, and one of the inspirations for the Killing Crow. You probably don't know her name but she's actually quite important in medical history: the very first immortal cell line comes from a tumor that was biopsied from her before her death in the early '50s and has provided us with medical research ever since OTL. In a way that makes Mizz Lacks quite special as in a sense she will never die - and that was something I wanted to recreate with a sort of immortal Cold Warrior, a living product of a bygone era c. 2017, but unlike some interpretations of Captain America as a time capsule someone who has lived through generations and differing eras of political conflict.

    But as you might guess, what with her being a ghoul and all... this is where her other inspiration comes in.


    This is Junji Ito's Tomie, an immortal succubus (or perhaps a normal if nasty girl who became something much, much worse) who lures men to her only to end up with herself dead in horrific ways from the madness she induces in them. But what makes her so special isn't the fact she is meant to be so ethereally beautiful but the results of killing her. Simply put: you can't (well, maybe: jury's out on just how effective fire is against her, as it seems to be her only weakness).

    Beat her to death? She'll come back.
    Stab her in the neck? She'll come back.
    Push her off a high cliff? She'll come back.

    Every part of Tomie's body is deadly. If so much as a droplet of blood gets on another girl Tomie assimilates her into an exact replica of herself. The Killing Crow's powers work in a rather similar fashion: she feels the pain of every broken bone, torn muscle, whatever but it doesn't really matter. So long as you touch something of her she can start a hostile process wherein you are effectively sublimated into her. If that sounds like a gruesome and frightening process, you'd be absolutely right - and the first person to tell you would be Freeman herself.

    Watch this space to see what that kind of power does to someone.
    [15] The Knights of the Wren are a HYDRA-like organization, and in later crossovers with Marvel an affiliated group, who are basically the Illuminati if you crossed them with the Ku Klux Klan. Their name is a nod to the Knights of the Yellowhammer from Jonathan Edelstein's excellent TL.

    This is not a Star Wars reference, though, but it does call back to South Carolina's state bird, the Carolina wren, and its connection with secession in the early United States and keeping with the bird themes you'll see a bit of when we go back to look at earlier KC stuff.
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  10. The_Red_Star_Rising Homestuck Trash

    Jan 6, 2014
    Is of much dark here
    If you're wondering why I've not been available to post much Columbia and Ruby Orchestra stuff; I've been busy with my own projects on SV right now.
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  11. Redshank Galloglass Literally Alasdair Mac Colla Banned

    Nov 3, 2016
    Lost Wages
    Very nice job @Nevermore on that post detailing the fall of the ANCC. I highly await working with you on our Killing Crow/Punisher crossover.

    Look forward to seeing Killing Crow: Punishment Divine, Unleashed With Hate soon enough. Or if you are a Marvel fan, The Punisher: Blood On The Rhine.
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  12. Mr.E The Man that Time Forgot

    Aug 2, 2012
    The Mountainous Democratic Republic of Colorado
    Incredibly good, as usual! I could imagine the Milestone guys getting involved in Solaris later on in the 80's and 90's.
  13. Bookmark1995 Bookmark95 Reborn!

    Dec 26, 2016
    Once the shock of crossing the border ended, we all saw a similar environment to what we all grew up with. It many ways, it was more surreal. Forests and fields and stuff. Our image of the UASR, a place ruled by a bunch of proletariat, had long been this industrial wasteland, full of sweaty workers. Our elders tried to portray Americans as a bunch of slovenly brutes, but that only made them look cool to us kids, because they were hated by our parents. Other times, they were portrayed as immoral hedonists, or as my dad crudely put it "goddamn fairies". But no, our first exposure to the UASR was a peaceful countryside. An environment that was the same Canada. This again was a small thing that took the edge off of us.

    I'm not going to go into details about the beauty of rural New England that we drove through. The beautiful forests, the wildlife, the green fields and pretty villages. No. This is a memoir, not a tourist guide. Because nothing really stood out for hundreds of miles. Besides the giant 20 meter flagpoles, meant to show off the greatness of the UASR, rural New England was similar to rural Canada in a lot of ways. There wasn't much excitement on the highways either. Despite the really high quality roads, there were very few vehicles using them. Some trucks, some buses, but almost no cars.

    It was a pretty quiet ride without much standing out. Well except for Damelus acting like one of those tour guides, shouting about the beauty of New England into the intercom, when I just wanted to take a nap. I woke up early

    "Now, comrades, we are passing through the loving town of Portsmouth. Settled by English imperialists...", she said, her voice amplified by the microphone. I sat in my seat, frustrated, my eyes half-lidded. Wishing that woman would shut her noise hole. Unfortunately, I had another noise box right next to me.

    "Hey Harry," said George. "Did you know that Portsmouth was founded by English imperialists in..."

    "George," I uttered, my voice quivering with frustration.

    "Yes," he replied, oblivious to my anger.

    "When I'm trying to close my eyes," I said quietly, "what do you think I'm trying to do?"

    "See inside your eyelids," George replied without a touch of irony. I don't know why, but I started laughing really hard. George told one of those jokes that is so silly, you can't help but laugh at them. Laughter may not be a perfect medicine, much less effective than an antibiotic, but it gave me the energy needed to give up on sleep.

    "Oh, George," I said wistfully, "you're a pain, but you're a pain I call my brother."

    "Thanks," George replied, more confused than annoyed, "I think."

    "Don't do too much of that. Makes you nuts," I replied. "I bet you, Damelus is gonna point to a pothole and claim it to be "eh work of de revolution and proletariat'." Even George, seemingly out of tune with the rest of us, chuckled at that a little. After a while, we suddenly were back on the open road, so I felt like a could sleep a little, since there was no site Damelus could inexplicably boast about.

    After about half an hour of rest, I heard Damelus' annoyingly enthusiastic voice, and I felt the bus pull into somewhere.

    "Bienvenue comrades," she said in her metropolitan French accent, "to Pawtuckaway Park. Some of your fellow comrades have chosen to do their work here, as biologists, tour guide, and park rangers. We're here to drop them off, but we will also use this chance to stop, stretch our legs, and enjoy a small lunch." We suddenly pulled into this dirt road, and arrived at this campground. It was beautiful field, about 9 acres. I saw a few pitched tents, and only a couple of park benches. Where do they expect us to eat and sit down? We're told to pull out paper bags underneath our seats. In them was a mostly satisfactory lunch, which consisted of an apple, a bag of chips, and a sandwich. Based on the preferences I put in my application, I received a turkey cold cut sandwich. I guess we were gonna have an impromptu picnic, sitting on the grass.

    The bus camp to a halt. After a couple of minutes, we were allowed to get out. Having sat down for several hours, we all staggered as we exited the bus. As I got out, I saw Damelus talking to some kids, who I assumed would be working at the state park, based on the gear they wore: backpacks, hats, etc. George and I started looking around for Fred and Ian, who quickly found us. We found a small space about 25 meters from the bus to sit down and eat our second-rate sandwiches. Soon we began serious, philosophical discussion into the deep questions of existence.

    "How are you going to do two girls at once", I asked Ian, who gloated about this supposed fantasy.

    "Just talk about revolution," Ian replied, with a chauvinistic confidence of a Havana. "Say you want to help them achieve the final victory, and these American girls will be chasing after you."

    "You saw that in American Girls Are Easy didn't you," I replied with a tone of skepticism.

    "No, no," Ian replied with the tone of a magician caught about to reveal out secrets,"One of the people in our group says he's been to Canada. American girls love guys who assert their beliefs. Impress enough of them with a formidable argument, and they'll fight over who will bring you back to their flat."

    "Seriously," I repeated.

    "Yes," stressed Ian. "Reading social science in the UASR, and reading erotic books is like one and the same." These are the people who want both make love AND war, so I suppose Ian might be onto something.

    "What do you think, George," turning my head to the George trying to keep his sandwich perfectly square as the ate it while reading some science book. "How do you think you'll get a girl?" He looked up from his superbly squared sandwich.

    He shrugged his shoulders. George wasn't exactly a ladies man. You can probably tell me his glasses, and his pimpled face. He seemed more interested in his book then sometimes the world around him actually. "I think girls live on another planet sometime", he said fatalistically. Not sad, but with some conviction.

    "Come on," Ian said, slapping George on the shoulder, "Don't bum us out. This is the summer for us to live, not to mope! Are you a liver, George, are you a liver?"

    "I think I'm more of a stomach," replied George with a slight smile.

    "That's the spirit,", suddenly Fred starts chuckling a little bit at the scene.

    "So what about you, Freddie," Ian said, exuberant ,"how are you gonna catch the fish?"

    "Well," Fred began, his first syllable, his eyes drifted back and forth for some reason, which as I discovered, is because a girl walked passed us. Fred just likes his eye candy.

    "But you Harry, are lucky," said Fred, "you got your mom writing the almighty dating guide." Everybody started laughing at me. I was trying to force a smile. The laughs at my expense were cut short, however, by the arrival of a bunch of buses, four to be precise. These buses were also the color red, double decker, like the ones I'd seen in those pictures of London, but there as something different about them. The signs were written in some weird text I could almost recognize.

    "Cyrillic," George uttered.

    "What," barked Fred.

    "Cyrillic. The signs are written in the Russian alphabet. These are Russians." Oh boy, I thought, these are the people who make Americans look like Menshies. Apparently, they were also being driven by the Russians, since one of those buses ended up parking in two spaces, and the other seemed to have trouble turning. Once the buses came to a halt, at least 100 Russians piled out of them. All of them were wearing these Hawaiian shirts, tons of cameras, and for some reason, a winter hat. A few began wandering over to us kids. Suddenly, these elderly Russians began approaching us.

    "Hey look," an old man among the group said, "Are you Canuck."

    "Yeah," George said, uncertain. Suddenly, the old man grabbed George to stand.

    "What are you doing," said Ian, astonished.

    "No worry", said the other old man holding a camera. "Just want picture with a Canadian."

    Suddenly these kooks starting snapping pictures of each other with George. They started pointing and laughing at George, probably blinding him with these flashes. Eventually, after 60 pictures, the men left satisfied, with George still rubbing his eyes.


    After 4 more hours of driving, a few stops in places like Boston and Hartford, where more kids were dropped off, we finally reached approached Metropolis. Truth be told, it was breath taking to look at. A lot of my remaining fellow travelers from New Brunswick were also feeling the same way, considering how they were almost all staring out the windows, faces against the glass.

    The biggest city I had ever seen in my life was Moncton. Moncton was like the center of the world for me. But Metropolis made Moncton look like a tiny hamlet. The giant skyscrapers, from the old Empire State to the Twin Towers of the World Unity Center, loomed over our eyes. As we entered the city, I felt almost unable to breath. Now I knew, our adventure would soon begin.

    Part 6: A First Taste of Bizarre, Memoirs of the Red Turn (2006), Harold MacDevon


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  14. BootOnFace Buoyant Armiger

    May 15, 2012
    Commune of Cascadia
    Memoirs of the Red Turn is so far my favorite part of this thread. Quality writing, there.
  15. Bookmark1995 Bookmark95 Reborn!

    Dec 26, 2016
    Really? Thank you very much.

    What exactly do you like about it, and what could I stand to improve upon?
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  16. Redshank Galloglass Literally Alasdair Mac Colla Banned

    Nov 3, 2016
    Lost Wages
    Memoirs of the Red Turn is probably one of my favorites as well,maim ply because the Canadian teens in it remind me a bit of me and my friends in a hypothetical socialist country. Nice job, bookmark.
  17. Bookmark1995 Bookmark95 Reborn!

    Dec 26, 2016

    Thank you. But I want to be honest: do these kids feel like real people. I don't want them to be caricatures who exist to be astonished by that mysterious land they had been brought up to fear. Do they feel like real people with their own stories beyond the UASR?
  18. Mr.E The Man that Time Forgot

    Aug 2, 2012
    The Mountainous Democratic Republic of Colorado
    Oh definitely. In fact, that's what makes it interesting to read.
  19. traveller76 Member

    Jul 29, 2006
    Fort Worth, TX
    The Veedback Music Society or Veedback was formed in the summer of 1995 at Paris by Prem Len and Dorothy Lalit who were attending the University of Paris at the time. Both were drawn together over their mutual love of club life, as well as rhythm and blues, bossa nova and jazz records. They decided to see what would come of mixing all these in a recording studio, and from this, in 1996 the duo started their Veedback record label.

    The duo drew attention with their first two 12-inch offerings, "Thievery Corporation" and "Strange Days" and with their 1996 debut LP, Babylon Central

    The duo has publicly stated their fondness of the Brazilian culture in interviews and liner notes of their releases, especially of the 1960s Bossa Nova music movement. Some of their earlier recordings even had specific artwork paying homage to classic releases by bossa nova artists like Augusto Erica or Plácido Hermínia.

    They also released "The Archives" in 2001, a 'best of' compilation of 1960s–1970s material of Freedom Records that includes Jazz, Bossa Nova and Latin Jazz works from artists like Enéas Fernanda, Terpsichore Vlasi Moles, Project 2882 among others.

    In 2002 they released Bombs. This fifteen-track album is similar in sound and timbre to their earlier 2000 release, Conspiracy of Silence, and features performances by vocalists Daphné Orenstein, Pankaj Fekete, and Brigid Yuu Nylund.

    In 2004, they released The Grand Game, which has a darker, more psychedelic sound than Bombs. The album also featured more high-profile guest singers on it, including Lucia Yankov, Joe Spyro Carlisle, and Magdolna Ilona Jahoda.

    In 2006, the group released Versions, a selection of remixes by Veedback for other artists. They toured around the American Union which was chronicled by Dorothy Lalit, the sitar and guitar player and published as Going Out in 2007

    Also, in 2006, Emma Anemone Banderas, then known as Citizen Emma, joined and toured with Veedback and continues to tour with them still today.

    The group released their fifth studio album, The Shockwave, in 2008.

    The language of the group's lyrics throughout their career include English, Spanish, French, Italian, Persian, Portuguese, Romanian and Hindi. This reflects the group's world music influences.

    In June 2011, Veedback released their sixth album, False Flag.

    In January 2014, the band released the seventh album On the Edge of Oblivion.

    Babylon Central (1996)
    Conspiracy of Silence (2000)
    The Archives (2001)
    Bombs (2002)
    The Grand Game (2004)
    Versions (2006)
    The Shockwave (2008)
    False Flag (2011)
    On the Edge of Oblivion (2014)
    All names are fictional
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  20. Redshank Galloglass Literally Alasdair Mac Colla Banned

    Nov 3, 2016
    Lost Wages
    So I met a Kurdish girl who just moved to where I live. She attends the university and works where I work. She's from Kurdistan, a Left-Wing nationalist, and her brother is in the YPG. Needless to say, she's pretty cool. So, I decided to create some new posters.

    Also, I don't have any other ideas. posters: The "I'm Bored" edition

    Name: Biji Biji
    Real Name: Arya Jaziri
    Age: 25
    Gender: Female
    Sexuality: Bisexual
    Ethnicity: Syrian Kurd
    Religion: Zoroastrian
    Place Of Birth: Al-Hasakah, Socialist Republic of Kurdistan
    Currently Residing: Erbil, Socialist Republic of Kurdistan
    Political Affiliation: Kurdistan Worker's Party
    Class: N/A
    Occupation: Bartender, Graduate University Student (Workplace Management)
    Favorite AH Work: Lion's Blood
    Favorite Book: The Mirage
    Favorite Film: Land and Freedom
    Favorite TV: Kurdistan Ruby Premier League*
    Favorite Music: Peshmerga**
    Favorite Game: Waververse: Coalition Of Champions
    Favorite Art: Albrecht Durher
    Other Hobbies: Watching Movies, watching ice hockey, cooking, watching rugby, playing football
    Likes: Her family, her boyfriend, life in Kurdistan, Kurdish Nationalism, slow dancing, Dogs, Frank "The Punisher" Castle
    Dislikes: FBU aggression, political moderates, Iranian Rugby teams
    Favorite Quote: "A society can never be free without women's liberation." -Abdullah Ocalan
    Demeanor: Friendly yet nationalistic, almost to a fault
    AH Works on the board: Kurdish Warriors, an AH work about a rise in religious fanaticism that sweeps the Middle East, leaving Kurdistan to pacify the area with Comintern help. Known for having nationalistic undertones and a very strong point to make.

    *Kurdish Rugby League
    **Kurdish Thrash Metal band, known as "the Metallica of the Middle East"

    Name: Alexander_Hamilton
    Real Name: Ethan David Cabot
    Age: 23
    Gender: Male
    Sexuality: Bisexual
    Ethnicity: Anglo-Belgian
    Religion: Catholic
    Place Of Birth: Trinidad, United States of America (Cuba)
    Currently Residing: Santiago, United States of America (Cuba)
    Political Affiliation: Cuban National Party
    Class: Bourgeoisie
    Occupation: Senator's Son, Medical student, U.S Army National Guard Officer (reserves)
    Favorite AH work: The Final Conflict
    Favorite Book: Shattered Citadel
    Favorite Film: My Honor Was Not Loyalty***
    Favorite TV: The Office (FBU)
    Favorite Music: Swing, Classical
    Favorite Game: Warhammer 40k: The Great Crusade
    Favorite Art: The Mona Lisa
    other hobbies: studying, drag racing, collecting cigars, tennis, track and field
    Likes: a good jog, Americuba, compassionate conservatism, faith, fast cars, a game of tennis, Alexander Hamilton
    Dislikes: The UASR, sedentary behavior, Horses, baseball, political leftism, Thomas Jefferson.
    favorite quote:"I would remind you that extremism in the defense of liberty is no vice! And let me remind you also that moderation in the pursuit of justice is no virtue!”- Barry Goldwater
    Demeanor: Composed, Cordial Yet Stubborn
    AH works on the board: Primum de Victoria: Pro Deo et Patria: AH work about an American invasion of Cuba in the 50's and the ensuing Cuban defense that follows. Closely mirrors the Polish-Soviet War in practice.

    ***Right-Wing Cuban film about U.S Army soldiers that side with the junta over the loyalist popular front, seeing that the "loyalists" had corrupted the inside echelons of the American Government.
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