Octavia counts the coins. Pravda blesses them. I SPEND them. Bugoslavia is the richest republic on the map and it sits on a sleeping treasury and an open gate like a vault with the door propped wide. Elect me and the coin stops dozing: I arm us, I trade hard, and I send the smaller republics an invoice stamped TRIBUTE. Pravda calls that a trench. The hungry call it a raise. I am the hungriest man in Bugoslavia. Feed me the chair. — The Iron Granary