Cmdr Wyvern wrote:Tossed BBQ sauce onto Maik's edible poet
I guess that makes it clear that my home is actually on Rainte, Galaxy 5:
The Oolite Wiki wrote:
#186. Rainte (187,93), {18,34,121,222} within 7.0 LY. Radius 4027 km.
Anarchy, Poor Agri. Pop. 2.0 B, Prod. 1920 MCr. HC: 4, TL: 4, Felines.
The world Rainte is fabled for its fabulous cuisine and the Rainteian edible poet.
While they are right about our cuisine (you've got to visit, seriously!), their information about government type is misinformed though. There was exactly one year where our clueless government mandated the use of prisoners on the fields during harvesting season instead of allowing us to get cheap labour from Diesdi. Those jail birds weren't too keen on working, production went way down, and there might have been the occasional brawl here or there, maybe there was a little riot, nothing major though, but come on, the media blew it way out of proportion. "Truth is, we don't know". Yada yada yada.
So you get those freshman students that are doing their first internship for the galactic chartering initiative visiting your world for a day in the midst of the mess that the government created, watching this unspeakable "investigative journalist" on TV interview one of the farming big wigs. He moans about "days of anarchy", his words are torn out of context and now we find ourselves classified as an anarchy. Brilliant.
Luckily, those days are over, we get cheap labour to work on our fields again, production returned to the levels it was at before, and our dear clients on Vetele pay premium prices for our Wines.