The release of the Miranda footage was like a kick in the pants, surprising, unpleasant and apt to move a fella. I think I’m right in saying that nobody, Alliance or Browncoat, was reckoning on something like this happening, so when everyone scrambled to take advantage of it, things got a mite confusing.
The Alliance acted first, like they’d been expecting it. The Parliament got together, held a couple of hearings, and pronounced themselves innocent of any wrongdoing. They trotted out a few patsies and executed them as rogue scientists who did wrong. I think the official story nowadays is that the Miranda incident was a situation of terrorists sabotaging the work of diligent public servants that was covered up out of respect to the victims and their families. Whole lot of gos se if you ask me.
Well, those out on the rim weren’t having none of it, being all fong luh about Unification. It weren’t three days passed after the announcement by the Parliament before the groups started coming out of the woodwork, crying for a new separation. Got more’n a few folks up in arms, but not enough for any real revolution, just a bunch of huh choo-shung tza-jiao duh tzang-huo on a fahng-tzong fung-kwong duh jeh, idjits called themselves the Children of Caliban, don’t ask me why, something about an Earth-that-was writer. They were well organized enough to talk one of the Border moons, [name of moon], into declaring independence. When the full force of the Alliance military came down, well, I’ll leave you to figure what happened. Let’s just say independence didn’t really catch on.
The Children of Caliban didn’t disappear though, just went underground. Nobody knew quite where until a few years later when they bombed a facility on Ariel. They claim it was a secret military installation doing medical experiments on children, Alliance claim it was a home for troubled youth. Don’t rightly know who was right, don’t rightly care. What matters is that after the Ariel incident, the Alliance formed the Ministry of Public Safety to root out the terrorist menace. Bunch of boo hway-hun duh yong who’ll kick in your door then kick in your teeth if you don’t kowtow right.
So we’ve got terrorists on one side, fascists on the other, and the rest of us are stuck trying to figure out if either of them is worth supporting. Tai-kong suo-yo duh shing-chiou sai-jin wuh duh pee-goo.
The Alliance acted first, like they’d been expecting it. The Parliament got together, held a couple of hearings, and pronounced themselves innocent of any wrongdoing. They trotted out a few patsies and executed them as rogue scientists who did wrong. I think the official story nowadays is that the Miranda incident was a situation of terrorists sabotaging the work of diligent public servants that was covered up out of respect to the victims and their families. Whole lot of gos se if you ask me.
Well, those out on the rim weren’t having none of it, being all fong luh about Unification. It weren’t three days passed after the announcement by the Parliament before the groups started coming out of the woodwork, crying for a new separation. Got more’n a few folks up in arms, but not enough for any real revolution, just a bunch of huh choo-shung tza-jiao duh tzang-huo on a fahng-tzong fung-kwong duh jeh, idjits called themselves the Children of Caliban, don’t ask me why, something about an Earth-that-was writer. They were well organized enough to talk one of the Border moons, [name of moon], into declaring independence. When the full force of the Alliance military came down, well, I’ll leave you to figure what happened. Let’s just say independence didn’t really catch on.
The Children of Caliban didn’t disappear though, just went underground. Nobody knew quite where until a few years later when they bombed a facility on Ariel. They claim it was a secret military installation doing medical experiments on children, Alliance claim it was a home for troubled youth. Don’t rightly know who was right, don’t rightly care. What matters is that after the Ariel incident, the Alliance formed the Ministry of Public Safety to root out the terrorist menace. Bunch of boo hway-hun duh yong who’ll kick in your door then kick in your teeth if you don’t kowtow right.
So we’ve got terrorists on one side, fascists on the other, and the rest of us are stuck trying to figure out if either of them is worth supporting. Tai-kong suo-yo duh shing-chiou sai-jin wuh duh pee-goo.