Greetings,
I came in on Friday afternoon to make these lands a better place. I tore down the flag, ripped up the class laws, and took the burden of decision making off of the poor kids of the class. All they had to do was obey and their lives could have been so much easier.
Every twenty minutes we did some calisthenics to keep them lively and in good shape. We can't have laziness, or just a few pulling the weight for all. They could have seen the benefits of my regime, if they only had the stamina.
For some strange reason, some of the kids defied me. They actually dared to look me in the eye. I guess they didn't want the good life.
Those that fell in line were awarded jewels from my stash. My two henchmen, Elijah and Morgan, deserve special commendations here. I thank them for their service.
Many citizens of our new land wrote beautiful poems, pledging their allegiance to me, their great leader. They drew up new flags to symbolize the great and swift changes that brought joy to their lives. I will cherish those. We never even got to design the monument of me that belonged in the middle of our land.
So I am choosing to move on. I am much beloved in many other lands. Let this Shea guy come back and deal with these ignorant fools. Someday soon, this Shea will give them more and more responsibility. Maybe then, they will look back and wish they would have obeyed. Their lives could have been easy, quieter, more stable.
I will not look back. Dictator James only moves forward.
Farewell peasants,
Dictator James
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