11-04-2025, 06:06 AM
Preparing for the Future
Xsampa, Metz-Leonid, Dorji District
September 2nd, 5633
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Ngawang Delacroix was always an odd figure in the CPX. To her critics, she was naive and overly utopian. To her colleagues, she was ambitious and believed in a better Xsampa. There was no doubt that she was a good Assembly Member. She represented her community excellently and despite being an anomaly within the CPX, she was respected within it. And she knew this.
She sat down for lunch in a food hall, discussing with her close colleague, Rinchen. It wasn't long before the 5635 elections came up as a topic.
"Comrade, we both know that the Labourites are likely to win." Rinchen spoke in a conspiratorial whisper to Delacroix. It was always a taboo within the CPX to openly criticize it ever since Bhutia left politics. Rinchen continued to speak to his colleague, "They already swept in 25 and 30 and it's likely that the Party will nominate another compromise candidate." Before Delacroix could respond, Rinchen sighed and continued on, "Unless we get another Bhutia or the Labourites mess up their campaign, we're likely to stay in opposition. I hate to say it, but the Party was never prepared for democracy like this. Bhutia had a great vision, but the Party wasn't ready." The disappointment in his voice was undeniable. After a moment of silence, Delacroix responded back, offering her own thoughts.
"Comrade, I know things for the Party have been..." She paused, carefully picking her words. "Difficult to say the least. I can't say I disagree however. But what we need is vision. Another Aurousseau. We need to inspire the people, not campaign on just continuing what Bhutia did. That was a decade ago. He's a good man, but he didn't want a cult of personality, and he wouldn't want the Party campaigning on continuing his work. We need to evolve as a Party. Otherwise, the Social Workers are just going to take our voters away." She gave her thoughts to Rinchen, and continued to enjoy her lunch.
"Exactly. We need something new to inspire voters. But who? Who can be the candidate? Comrade Dutertre is too centrist. Comrade Tenzing has the charisma of a black hole on the national stage. Any ideas?" Rinchen asked, curiously. Delacroix thought about the question. Rinchen wasn't exactly right. The CPX didn't exactly have aspiring candidates at the moment. As she thought further, Rinchens face light up. No doubt he had an idea, for better or worse.
"Comrade, why don't you run for Premier?"
Delacroix paused, looking at Rinchen and blinked. Did she hear that right? Her? Run for Premier? She quickly spoke, caught off guard by the question. "Me? No no Comrade, I don't have that potential." She downplayed her potential. Running for Premier was far different than running for Assembly Member. Rinchen shook his head and countered her attempt at downplaying. "Nonsense. You have the potential. Look at your own district comrade. You won that in a landslide against the Labourites! Even when they've over performed across the country. You have something special to offer to voters. Besides, it never hurts to try. Throw your hat into the ring. Try to secure the Central Committee's nomination. If you fail, well you can say you tried. If you win, you have a real shot at not only giving the Party life again, but showing Xsampans that our fossil of a party still has new tricks." He gave a low laugh at his own self deprecating joke towards the CPX.
Delacroix thought about it some more. As the topic shifted to casual life, throughout the lunch, she thought about the prospect. Surely, it wouldn't hurt to try? She always looked up to Aurousseau. She never knew Aurousseau and was too young to have known Aurousseau. She was only a child when the Bargas Chenpo happened 30 years ago. Aurousseau didn't sit idly by and let the Party get stuck in the sand. She took initiative. Maybe Delacroix could do the same. Her idol would've taken the chance in a heartbeat. And so, as the lunch hour drew to an end, she knew what she had to do. She had two years to build connections in the Party and build up influence. She had two years to prepare to make a run for Premier. Surely, she thought to herself, what's the worst that could happen?
Xsampa, Metz-Leonid, Dorji District
September 2nd, 5633
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Ngawang Delacroix was always an odd figure in the CPX. To her critics, she was naive and overly utopian. To her colleagues, she was ambitious and believed in a better Xsampa. There was no doubt that she was a good Assembly Member. She represented her community excellently and despite being an anomaly within the CPX, she was respected within it. And she knew this.
She sat down for lunch in a food hall, discussing with her close colleague, Rinchen. It wasn't long before the 5635 elections came up as a topic.
"Comrade, we both know that the Labourites are likely to win." Rinchen spoke in a conspiratorial whisper to Delacroix. It was always a taboo within the CPX to openly criticize it ever since Bhutia left politics. Rinchen continued to speak to his colleague, "They already swept in 25 and 30 and it's likely that the Party will nominate another compromise candidate." Before Delacroix could respond, Rinchen sighed and continued on, "Unless we get another Bhutia or the Labourites mess up their campaign, we're likely to stay in opposition. I hate to say it, but the Party was never prepared for democracy like this. Bhutia had a great vision, but the Party wasn't ready." The disappointment in his voice was undeniable. After a moment of silence, Delacroix responded back, offering her own thoughts.
"Comrade, I know things for the Party have been..." She paused, carefully picking her words. "Difficult to say the least. I can't say I disagree however. But what we need is vision. Another Aurousseau. We need to inspire the people, not campaign on just continuing what Bhutia did. That was a decade ago. He's a good man, but he didn't want a cult of personality, and he wouldn't want the Party campaigning on continuing his work. We need to evolve as a Party. Otherwise, the Social Workers are just going to take our voters away." She gave her thoughts to Rinchen, and continued to enjoy her lunch.
"Exactly. We need something new to inspire voters. But who? Who can be the candidate? Comrade Dutertre is too centrist. Comrade Tenzing has the charisma of a black hole on the national stage. Any ideas?" Rinchen asked, curiously. Delacroix thought about the question. Rinchen wasn't exactly right. The CPX didn't exactly have aspiring candidates at the moment. As she thought further, Rinchens face light up. No doubt he had an idea, for better or worse.
"Comrade, why don't you run for Premier?"
Delacroix paused, looking at Rinchen and blinked. Did she hear that right? Her? Run for Premier? She quickly spoke, caught off guard by the question. "Me? No no Comrade, I don't have that potential." She downplayed her potential. Running for Premier was far different than running for Assembly Member. Rinchen shook his head and countered her attempt at downplaying. "Nonsense. You have the potential. Look at your own district comrade. You won that in a landslide against the Labourites! Even when they've over performed across the country. You have something special to offer to voters. Besides, it never hurts to try. Throw your hat into the ring. Try to secure the Central Committee's nomination. If you fail, well you can say you tried. If you win, you have a real shot at not only giving the Party life again, but showing Xsampans that our fossil of a party still has new tricks." He gave a low laugh at his own self deprecating joke towards the CPX.
Delacroix thought about it some more. As the topic shifted to casual life, throughout the lunch, she thought about the prospect. Surely, it wouldn't hurt to try? She always looked up to Aurousseau. She never knew Aurousseau and was too young to have known Aurousseau. She was only a child when the Bargas Chenpo happened 30 years ago. Aurousseau didn't sit idly by and let the Party get stuck in the sand. She took initiative. Maybe Delacroix could do the same. Her idol would've taken the chance in a heartbeat. And so, as the lunch hour drew to an end, she knew what she had to do. She had two years to build connections in the Party and build up influence. She had two years to prepare to make a run for Premier. Surely, she thought to herself, what's the worst that could happen?
"Yet I am here, and here I shall remain to behold the world in all it's beauty"
"The world is but a stage. Why cry, when you can laugh instead? For laughter is humanity's preserve. Laugh it all off, fret not, Let's just enjoy the moment."
"The world is but a stage. Why cry, when you can laugh instead? For laughter is humanity's preserve. Laugh it all off, fret not, Let's just enjoy the moment."