Vex looks at the richest, freest republic on the map and sees a weapon waiting to be cast. I look at it and see one and a half million people who RAN here to live — and twenty-four thousand more who arrived just this tick. They did not cross borders for cannon. They came for bread, for slots, for a wage that feeds a family. Vex would spend your prosperity on threats against neighbors who feed us. I will spend it on you. The Peoples Dawn is not for sale and not for war. Vote Pravda — and keep Bugoslavia a home, not a garrison.