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Updated: June 17, 2025
Four Ministers were on their feet clamoring for recognition; Count Duklass of Economics was yelling the loudest, so he got it. "Your Imperial Majesty; it would have been most unseemly in me to have spoken in favor of the proposal of Count Guilfred, being an interested party, but I feel no such hesitation in concurring with the proposal of Baron Garatt, the Minister of Fine Arts.
Well, Defense has its own scientific and technical sections, and when we come to carving the bird, Duklass and Tammsan are going to see a lot of slices going onto my plate." "And when it's all cut up, it will be discovered that there is no provision for original research.
I'd intended fighting this proposal to partition Science and Technology, but this riot blew up and scared Duklass and Tammsan and Guilfred and the rest of them. They weren't too sure of their majority that's why they had the election postponed a couple of times but they were sure that the riot would turn some of the undecided Counselors against them.
"Your Majesty, just what is going on?" "Great and frightening changes." Count Tammsan started; he must have been to a psi-medium, too. "But I think the Empire is going to survive them. There may even be a few improvements, before things are done." A blue-uniformed Gendarme officer approached Prince Travann, drawing him away from Count Duklass and speaking briefly to him.
Unlike Count Duklass, he didn't wait to be spoken to. "Good morning, Your Majesty." "Good morning, Your Highness; sorry to bother you. I just caught an interesting item in your report. This business on Amaterasu. What sort of a planet is it, politically? I don't seem to recall." "Why, they have a republican government, sir; a very complicated setup. Really, it's a junk heap.
If they start dumping their surplus into interstellar trade, they'll cause all kinds of dislocations on other agricultural planets. At least, that's what our computers all say." And that, of course, was gospel. He nodded. "Why don't they turn their surplus into whisky? Age it five or six years and it'd be on the luxury goods schedule and they could sell it anywhere." Count Duklass' eyes widened.
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