In the winter; January of 1984 the transformations that would rock the Socialist World were just at the brink of dawning, still not on at the forefront at the minds of many a party official in the Eastern Block. Yet there were rumors starting to circle about of Yuri Andropov’s maneuvers of “reform” floating in from Moscow. Intensified dissent was starting to rear an ugly glare that had not been seen in the previous decade.
For Gustáv Husák he but need to look outside his bedroom window and tell that even the central quarters of Prauge was not that it had been just a few short years earlier when normalization seemed to had firm sway over the state of affairs. The atmosphere didn’t feel right to him, like a bottle overwhelmed pressure soon to burst and spray within all proximity. Perhaps something similar to the years prior to the conference of Munich. He had taken off his glasses and started for bed as the same basic questions that had been probing for a while emerged to him, no doubt the footage of the solidarity uprising from Poland had given him a troubled night or two
The festivals of winter that could still be seen faintly in the streets had not lifted his spirits as it had in the 70’s maybe they were too predictable too him now, grayed and worn they had somehow lost the vigor and life they had once had. He had barley cracked a smile enfront of the most populor grandfather Nicholos hadn’t even cracked a smile on his face this time.
Viera had noticed
Within the party congresses behind those close doors Gustav had seen almost as much internal bickering just these past several weeks as had been in the months prior to the spring in his fresher years. The reformers that he had once been himself were showing up again in the highest if most secret places, all to the alarm of the crazed Stalnists he had reign in and dealt with too many occasions to count. There and back again, all that had once happened it seem was returning.
He sighed, sitting on his bed, the rumblings that had he tried so hard to settle seemed to be returning, his whole lifetime he had committed himself to the shining path of world revolution and sovereignty of the union of Ceckoslovokia. In a land not too long before beset by feudalism and ethnic divide he had played a role, a special one in reconciling between the people, their past and now Moscow’s overlord ship. To make his land an example of tolerance and reason to the world,- had been his hope.
Was it all coming to an end?
Gustav shutting his eyes with his wife on his side remembered the great struggles of his life- he had been imprisoned by the ideas he loved once, he had tried to fix their imperfections long ago. He had seen even worse, he had fought in his prime against the most horrible monsters of the world and won.
Viera was trying to tell something but he could hardly hear her words but he thought they were of some sort of relevance, or maybe it was just an old sweetness she retained.
But at the end of the day with her, he had hope; perhaps it would be time to begin something new- again; near fifteen million souls in the middle of Europe rested on what he knew would be final and most remembered legacy.
“It is worth doing” he said out loud and Gustav collapsed into sleep
DISCLAIMER:
I would to credit the following modifications for making this possible, most of these features were not made by me except for some tweaking of mods for basic playability. Without the creators of the following modifications this would not have happened. Special thanks goes to Celebi for making the core modification and concept here and to Giljeck for making the simulation of a single party state more tangible. If any user wants credit in name for these modifications give me a private message.
Celebi -
demography
Des Pack
First World Problems
Inflation
Black Swan
Superpower
Democracy in Decay
Happy Capitalists
Superpower
More Policies
EDIT Thank you Cliffskie for making the game to begin with!
On another note I please ask that the story is not interpreted as an vocalization for any ideological dogma. This is just an exploration of the game it’s self, the late cold war and the ideas of Perestroika on a general basic. Perhaps this is also an attempt to portray the late 80’s from an alternate point of view that is neither reflective of cannon western press or insistent Stalinists. This time period certainly molded the world the present undoubtedly for all of the boundaries broken and globalization created by the end of the Eastern Block and the USSR.
March on Democracy 3 comrades!