[center][img]http://t08.deviantart.net/3ZSpiSFYooVX8sNOL0olOLTqAcs=/fit-in/700x350/filters:fixed_height(100,100):origin()/pre09/5f26/th/pre/f/2015/199/8/6/totalitarian_peacefulism_by_americansfr-d91tury.jpg[/img] [h1][color=RED][i]Samgolan Technocratic Union[/i][/color][/h1] [/center] Ambari Zume looked over the various men and few women in their small communal hall. Compared to the other political parties they didn't have any lavish feasts or well-dressed individuals in the crowd. Mister Zume, as he was called was dressed in a rather modest pair of brown jeans, a brown jacket and a white shirt for this occasion. Looking more like a Professor than a political leader. Their rivals called them Communists, their allies called them idealists, but their supporters would known them as the honest and hard-working men and women of Samgolan. While many others promised and promised, the STU had actual plans on the future of Samgolan. Their ideas weren't proposals far in the future, rather they were ideas that many of them had thought out and planned in their many 'party' meetings. Not many liked them, after a civil war - people looked for easy and clear answers, which many others were offering. The STU however didn't sugar-coat much of their ideas - they had concrete ideas, with many such costs, benefits and disadvantages easily written out on their pamphlets. They didn't gain much traction with many, although a certain few did like their idea. Namely the teachers, students and engineers - such few that they were. Ambari himself had been educated in the Soviet Union, around 1983 - in one of the many technical universities - under a Socialist Brotherhood Exchange Program. While originally going there to learn about the world of machinery - he had gotten hooked on the literature of Karl Marx. Ambari had been like many disgusted at the ways of governance - men of common blood tearing each other apart in the Civil War. He blamed both the government of that time but also the system itself. One couldn't blame the stupid man - if he hadn't been educated and ran only with what he knew. As such Ambari and several others had created the Samgolan Technocratic Union - both to give the educated a voice against the loud mass as well as a way, to change Samgolan through ration and logic. Now they had been given their chance, despite winning nothing initially they had been given a chance due to the fault of their opposition. "I am not one for speeches. Neither I assume, are any of you willing to sit around listening to an engineer talk his mouth off," spoke Ambari, breaking the moment in their small hall, with a quick joke. "As I have promised, we shall be a small yet certain voice in the mass. We will use our mind to the best of our abilities and bring Samgolan into the future. Thank you."