A collection of speeches from
Bill Cody's weekly transmission on CNN (Corona News Network)
Gentlebeings, direct from our Proud Capital, the colony with one name twice, on the flatware planet, CBS presents...our colony manager...Mr. Bill Cody. <Applause>
Fellow Citizens! Free men of the Republic! Be not downhearted!
Rejoice in the knowledge that you are Free, that our Republic is a beacon of Freedom for all Humanity, verily for all free-willed sentients!
Rejoice in the blessings that by your own hand you have won!
Take a well earned respite from your labors, stand tall and breath the heady vapors of Freedom! No man is set above you! You are your own Lord! Your home is your Castle! Surely in all of Known Space our Beloved Republic is a coveted jewel, to be guarded and kept safe. A guiding lantern unto others, the oppressed, the downtrodden, the corporate slaves.
We are an example to all who thirst to breathe free! Our Republic is the goal that they, by their own labors, might strive for. We are the light of hope in the eyes of the shackled man, he looks to us with yearning. We must make him proud! We must show him that there is a Better Way! We must show him how sweet the fruits of Revolution can be, and that the struggle is worthwhile, and that the lying propaganda and pompous pronouncements of those who have set themselves on high are but a foul false fog, sent to confound and confuse the sons of man
So stand tall, Patriots, others yearn for that which you, by your own sweat and blood, have earned!
Let Freedom Ring!
<applause>
Thank you Mr. Cody, very true, very true. and now we return to our regularly scheduled programming......
By Popular Demand.........<please stop sending me those messages now>
Fellow Patriots, you have foresworn your comfortable lives in the Cursed Empire to drink ambrosia from the Sacred Chalice of Freedom. You know that the almighty Stellar has no intrinsic value, is a worthless mirage, it is but a tool, not a goal in itself. A man is judged by what he does, not what he owns.
You know that a Patriot would gladly lay down his life for the Republic, but only a fool, or a Lord, would lay down their lives to save an STC account, there are many things more important than Stellars!
And yet, I beg of you, be always wary, for the wolf of greed is ever at the door. The money changers seek entry to the Temple, not only the hallowed soil of the Republic, but also the Inner Temple of our souls, where the insidious secret whisper of materialism is ever present. The monster of materialism waits patiently in the shadows of men's minds, for its chance to consume and destroy all that is honorable. We have all met the husks of men who have sold their souls, greed and avarice is all they know. The meaning of their lives is reduced to a balance sheet. Yet they do not realize what has been lost to them, their sad deficit is hidden from their own eyes, it does not show on their monthly statements.
Materialism is a siren call that all men hear, but only the strong and the wise resist, the weak and foolish are lured by that seemingly sweet song. Soon they find their Freedoms on the auction block. They either buy the rights of others, or mortgage their own, for the sake of profit. When one man's rights are sold, then all men are poorer. The Truth is that our inalienable rights are beyond price, and when they are traded in the money pit, this sacred Truth is hidden by a foul web of corruption and sin.
Let us look at the Tyrant, surely the 'richest' man in existence, he who killed his own father for thirty silver pieces. Billions labor in fealty to him, to increase his wealth. A corrupt system of corporations and Lords mimic him, each seeking wealth at any cost. He is the Pimp of Freedoms, he sits astride a pyramid of greed. At the bottom of this dung pile of avarice labors the common man, his Rights thrown apon the bonfire which fuels this corrupt system. A system when feeds apon him, and sucks him dry. The rights of man have been sold and bought, and the rights of the corporation are supreme. The larger you bank statement, the better your justice. What will men in centuries hence remember of this Tyrant? Will they remember what he owned, or what he did? What does it profit a man if he gain an Empire, yet lose his soul?
That nation of basest prostitution is where the siren's call will land the Republic if we are foolish enough to listen. Every citizens that falls victim to this evil spell brings our beloved Republic one step closer to the whorehouse. Every citizens that turns his back apon the siren call of materialism takes us one step further from that cursed land.
It is a sad reality that we must trade with the cursed Empire, and travel through its imprisoned systems. Even if we stay at home, its culture pervades the Republic, and the satanic STC beckons the unwary at every Spaceport. I beg you, fellow Patriots, to steel your hearts and close your minds to the sin of Materialism. Remember the sad examples of citizens Lafeet, Adenaeur and Valiant, they are still alive, but they do not live, the monster of Materialism has devoured them utterly, and all that remains is a worldly shell, a prostitute to acquisition.
Man does not live by bread alone!
> I am interested in starting BSE, but am unsure of what group I should
>join.
>
Sir:
For somebody of your age and obvious intelligence there is only one credible option...THE REPUBLIC OF CORONA (ROC).
The Republic of Corona is located in the Draconian Cluster, its citizens are hearty, freedom loving patriots, struggling to tame the wilderness and build a new Jerusalem, a golden citadel of freedom and democracy.
There are four reasons why you should join our beloved Republic:-
TRADE
Trade is for trucker-weenies in the other parts of the game. The markets in the Republic are underdeveloped and not much trading occurs. If a man cannot build it himself, he does not need it.
SIZE
Ships etc in the Republic are smaller than in the 'main game'. This means the Republic is blessed in not attracting 'power players' who run many positions. You can make a significant contribution to our Republic, even if you only run a single ship. Every ship is important to us.
COMBAT
Combat in the Republic does occur, as we struggle to tame this majestic frontier. The scale of the combat is much smaller than it is other parts of the game, every ship counts, and even a player running a single small ship has an important contribution to make.
EXPLORATION
Much of the Republic is untamed and unexplored, especially the planetary surfaces. Plus we are in an excellent position to explore the Nexus, a new and mysterious area of the game.
We support our players, we will help you achieve your goals in the game (once you develop your own goals). Join the ROC, you will be able to hold your head high, you will be able to look your Dad in the eye, and say with the fiery pride of a true Patriot........
..Death To All Princes!!!
You can rest assured we will not suffer the dark shadow of Princery to pollute our glorious Republic!
Fellow Citizens! Freemen of Draconia! As we prepare to celebrate the birth of our Glorious Republic, let us take some time to remember the high cost of Freedom!
Our struggle, in the secret rooms, to free ourselves from the death grip of the Startled Empire! Betrayal ever our companion! The Tyrant's minions ever watchful, waiting for a Patriot to stumble. The nights of fitful sleep, listening for the Midnight Knock, fearful that our children would be torn from us, never to seen again, fearful of the gulag, that waits for the unwary, the betrayed.
And yet the goddess of Democracy favored us with her smile and the Republic was founded, young and strong, proud and free! How we struggled, and still struggle, to tame the wilderness. To bring order to chaos, and to build the Republic of which we had dreamed. From the black land of evil, the flame of freedom came, burning strong and white hot! We will build the Republic, brick by brick, on the ground, and in our hearts!
Our brave citizens, exploring through the dark, in Nexus and Draconia, facing unknown perils, they are the vanguard of our Republic!
Our fearless Space Force, they are our avenging sword, they have smitten our foul enemies, those that would corrupt or destroy our Glorious Republic! In the black of the hard vacuum, many have paid the ultimate price, we salute them, with each drop of their sacred blood, our Republic grows yet stronger!
As long as one patriotic heart still beats! As long as one book remains to tell of our story! The ideals and vision we work for will live on forever! The Tyrant shall pass away, and be as dust, his uncounted treasures cannot buy him life eternal. All that will remain will be the memory of his greed and avarice. The ideas of our Republic shall live forever in men's hearts, for no matter how the Lords may scheme and plot they cannot kill an idea, a concept, a sacred quest for decency and justice!
May the goddess of Democracy smile apon our beloved President Dunbar, and I pray that she may grant each of us the strength and integrity to Live Free or Die!
Dateline: 16/196, ROC Corona
Brother and Sister citizens of our Glorious Republic, I know how much you have struggled and sacrificed to win our sacred freedoms, and to escape the choking grasp of the heathen empire!
Every one of us has left loved ones and friends behind in the Inner Empire. Never again will our eyes rest on the fondly remembered places of our childhood, the comfortable lives we once lived are but a dream from the past. Now we must think of the future and pull a new life from the alien soil of our glorious Republic. We must never forget the brave sons and daughters of our Republic who freely gave of their lives to keep the heavens above us safe. We must never forget the enslaving hunger of the Stellar Empire!
Surely our glorious Republic is born of tears and blood!
Yet there are others whose struggle for freedom has continued for uncounted generations! The Kazereckii have struggled to break free of their genetic heritage, to slowly evolve, over geological era, their own free will. They struggle, not just for the right to be free, but for the biological capacity to be free! Their struggle and their achievements humble us, they are an example to all Patriots!
And now the Samillian Empire seek to break the will of the Kazereckii, they seek to destroy all Kazereckii, to destroy our sister Republic! In the infested tunnels of their accursed hives, they plan the most unspeakable of crimes, unmerciful xenocide! The plan to destroy every trace of the Kazereckii, and the glories of their hard won culture!
There can be but one response to the Samillians! Total War!
Live Free or Die!
Bill Cody, ROC Corona
In late 201, Senator William Cody left his beloved homeland to attempt to
rescue over 50,000 humans held in slavery by the Foelian ‘ArchPriest
Whisper’. During his travels his
visited the headquarters of the Stellar Empire in the Capellan Periphery and
gave this speech to the Imperial Senate.
His State Visit to the Foelians and the manumission of the slaves was
abandoned when the Kazereckii attacked the Foelian colony ‘Fortress of Sorrow
just after his arrival.
Thank you distinguished
Senators, Councilors, and Subjects. And I want to especially note
thank the Reichskonig and your own Reich Chancellor for their generous and warm
hospitality during my visit to Jax. I ask the goddess of Democracy
to cast her smile apon them, and apon all gathered here today.
We have a VR Senate back home, so although I have been a Senator for many
years, this is the first time I have spoken before an actual Senate!
ISP Jax has long been the spiritual home of humans throughout the Periphery,
and I feel great honor, great humility, and great anxiety to be here, speaking
to you, my friends, today.
I grew up, as did most of you, deep in the Inner Empire, in a time of darkness
and fear. 'Black Monday', 'Tate', these were the horrors we knew as
children. For me the nightmare of any child was realized in 152,
when my father was killed by the Community, serving alongside Admiral Krieger. I came to see the Emperor, his
all-consuming lust for power, and his
jack-booted thugs as the incarnation of evil. I dedicated my life
to the struggle for freedom and democracy.
Thanks to the wisdom of the Emperor, we were able to put our ideals of freedom
and such to the test in Draconia, free from the dark shadow of Imperial
Dreadnoughts. Within the sheltered backwater of Draconia, I saw
nothing to change my low opinion of the Emperor, or the Empire.
When the vagaries of physics opened a connection between our two nations, hat
is when my education began.
For there are much greater evils abroad in the Universe than the Stellar
Empire. Infact, if one reviews the known Nations, and Races, and
Civilizations, one must conclude that the Stellar Empire is one of the more
progressive and more benign.
Consider the Slave Pens of the Foelians, how can anyone call the Stellar Empire
evil.........whilst such pitiful pits of perdition still yet exist?
Consider the slavery and mind control of the Zolmani, that is as repulsive to
any citizen of the Empire as it is to Republicans.
Consider the terrorism of the RIP, the genocide of the Samillians, the
barbarism of the Flagritz, how can one dare call the Stellar Empire evil,
compared to such evil as these?
And as we look with dread to the future, consider the unfeeling destruction of
the Fish.
As my eyes were opened to the whole spectrum of evil, I became more and more
convinced that my beloved Republic, and the 'Great Satan', were infact
brothers. Brothers in blood, brothers in thought, and brothers in
deed. And now I stand before you with
great sorrow that my eyes were blinded for so long.
I know each of you harbor an abiding love for the Empire, and the Emperor, but
let it be as a son for his father. For the civilization that you
have built out here on this crude margin has surpassed that which spawned
it. You value individual
rights. The men that founded this Senate and this Council, and
built the Volkshalle, understood, and exploit, the legitimacy
of representative rule, and therefore the illegitimacy of the Mailed Fist.
You have become so much more than the Empire, your potential is so much greater
than the Empire. If you are careful, and avoid rebellion, then I am
confident that this seed will grow and that this Nation's institutions will evolve
and democracy and freedom will flourish in this land. And I believe the
day will dawn when I will stand here before again and call you 'citizens' not
'subjects'. For it is transparent to me that those in power
here, value freedom, and value democracy.
I'll warrant few amongst you values freedom more than the Reichskonig
himself. Who better embodies individual rights and laisse-faire
government more than your own Reichskonig? What an
interesting, and wise choice, to lead this nation through the changes the
future will bring. I tell you...this Senate is the most sacred
organ of your Nation.....and it is you....Senators....that lend your legitimacy
to the rest of this government.
So this rump-end of Empire has exceeded the Empire that begat it.
There will be no 'Black Monday' here, no 'Tate Uprising' here, and I pray, no
Iron Fist here. The Empire I grew up to hate, is not the same
Empire I am visiting today. The son has surpassed his father, and I
warmly congratulate you for it.
My Republic and your Empire, are we not legally and in actuality brothers?
Both the offspring of the same womb?
Both fruit of the Emperor's seed?
When we look at each there, we see differences, as all brothers do.
We argue, as all brothers do. But we also see our common
heritage. Our common father. We see our common
motherland. And we fight besides each other when we are
threatened. We are family.
When the jump to Draconia opened up, was there war between us?
No...there was instant recognition, and enduring peace.
Twenty ISP warships, twenty ISP crews, were lost in the skies over Geeche,
fighting alongside the Republic's Space Force to keep our Republic free. And
the blood of those brave men and women still mingles and orbits with the blood
of lost Patriots, and of my own son Steven. A sacred bloody sunset
forever binds our two Nations together.
You are the only nation that shares a border with my beloved Republic, who else
would make a better Ally, friend, and neighbor?
What other nation desires freedom as much as the Republic does?.....I tell
you...Only the Stellar Empire! For with but one whiff of freedom,
most other nations would fall asunder!
What other nation values the right of self determination as the Republic
does?.....Only the Stellar Empire!
Who values peace as the Republic does? Who values the Rule of Law
as the Republic does? Who abhors slavery as the Republic does?
The Stellar Empire!....The Stellar Empire!...The Stellar Empire!
It was once my dream to keep the Republic neutral. What folly that
seems now! Space is too dangerous, you need friends, you need family, you
need someone to watch your back. And I cast my lot firmly with you
and with you and with your Reichskonig.
Finally, if each of you here today can spare but a moment and pledge to stay
the course of your bright path to destiny, then I shall walk beside you every
step. For however strong the foul winds may try to force us
from our course, we are strong, we are brothers, we are bound by bonds of blood
spilled freely, we are unbending, we are unyielding, and together we shall
not fail!
And so, on that note, let me bid you, my allies, my friends, my brothers.
Good bye.
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