A Destiny Made Manifest

Entry posted by Emperor Penguin Rikkar · April 23, 2016

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OBEY. WADDLE. PROSPER.

"Deputies, Fowl of this Superior State:

Our Empire is at a crossroads. Long has been our expansion, free of hardship and empty of strife. Our buildings stand tall, our borders stretch beyond the horizon. Our times have been plentiful and bountiful.
And yet-
Why do our annals show naught of this, but a mere footnote?
Why do our history books lay a bare paragraph from nearly a decade of peaceful expansion?

My Deputies, of this I will tell- nay, show you:

We have been empty of the one thing that rejuvenates our nation's very soul.
We have been free of the tribulations that harden our homes into Nests.
We, Gentlefowl, have been free of War.
This Paradox is, I shall admit, confusing.
Why should our great Nestingland crave that which nearly destroyed us; why should we beg for that which burns away our Nests and steals our chicks?

Gentlefowl, Deputies of the Nestingland-
Does war not drive our industries?
Does war not purify our empire, lay bare only the purest and the greatest of Master-Fowl?
Does War not pronounce to the world the natural fact of our inherent superiority?

Strife carved this nation out among savages and Sub-Fowl. Hardship took mere chirping chicks and forged them into our triumphant Penguinaries. War cements our place in history, not as submissive degenerates, but as proud victors.

Even now, our enemies are massing at our borders, awaiting the order to surge like a tidal wave over our lands and ravage what we so proudly have built.
Should we await this ravishment? Or should we sweep forward, smash through their defective lines, and crush their armies so utterly that their nations will never recover?
I ask of you:
Shall We be Meek?
Or shall We be TRIUMPHANT?