Republic of Warsok
Dear leader,
After the success on the Island of Mormonsk you will obviously not frown upon the chance to build on a second, island’ish location! After all – who doesn’t like rocky outposts with no trace of civilisation? This peninsula, named Warsok Peninsula after the local border post, is a charming, well, peninsula neatly placed in between the true and honest fatherland; and the dreadful and unethical capitalist. The land has electric cable, road and rail-connections to our fatherland. Sufficient, but not abundant, with resources. But plenty of woods! Any crafty leader can turn this land into heaven – and you’re the craftiest of them all! Let’s show those pesky capitalist neighbours what our old friend Gramsci said – "The old world is dying, and the new world struggles to be born; now is the time of monsters". Let’s be that monster: unleash the coal and iron mines, build me a plattenbau, send those kids to school! Let’s use our new secret police to terrorise – terrorise this into a glorious home for our people.
(Actual facts: this peninsula has one mainland connection, all resources, is quite hilly, could be something of a challenge but should be doable).
Oh, and dear leader – don’t worry! Yes, of course we shot the amateur who shot those lousy pictures. What a pity, not even such a beautiful land could make up for a mouse-pointer in the middle of it all.
