I was told I should start this with a joke, but the only ones I know are about mooses, maple syrup, or hokey so I’m sorry, but I figured it would be better to just skip it.

Truth, my life before joining the US Elite feels like it was a long time ago, and in a galaxy far, far away. I grew up in Winnipeg, one of the places that represents the C in UCAS, and I’ve been skating my whole life. In fact, if you were to ask my mother, she’d tell you that I was on skates before I was walking, regardless of that, though, I started playing hokey at 4.

I learned a whole queue of things from a really young age: athletics, discipline, team-work, time management, and strategy to name just a few. But I didn’t just play in the peewees and school league, at 12 I joined the national Bantam league, and then eventually the NHL.

Joining the Maple Leafs, and helping take them to the Stanley Cup will always be a highlight of my life. And though people wouldn’t take it as truth, I was ecstatic when I was scouted to be the only human in the meta-league and got drafted to the New York Rough Necks. People thought I was nuts trying to play actively 12 months a year, especially when I’d be going up against orcs and trolls.

Being on that team forced me to adapt both on and off the ice. There was the standard stuff like a new play book, sure, but there was more to it. I wasn’t the big fish anymore, and not everyone appreciated me being there. So, while proving my chops on the ice, and learning to navigate a new city, I had to earn the respect of my team and prove I wasn’t there to show them up.

The Rough Necks taught me a lot, not just new moves on the ice or how to survive getting checked by a 250-kilo troll, but tolerance, patience, understanding, and what it means to respect people of all races.

Tragically, my time on the team was cut short, as were the lives of my teammates. I helped stop the Zamboni killer, and I got to go on the trideo circuit as a hero, but I had lost my NHL career in the process. You see, the cyberware I needed to fix my hand and my leg were against regulation.

I had always assumed I’d be in the NHL till I was at least 35, and then just go into broadcasting or acting. With that taken out of my queue, I had no idea what to do with myself. So, I took my coach’s advice and moved out to Seattle. I arrived not long after the, now legendary, “Battle of Seattle”, and quickly found myself in the Bowery helping keep people safe from thieves and gangers.

It was though the people I met there that I somehow found myself with an invitation to a Christmas party at the Waterways Military Compound, and unintentionally got a new career. Early Christmas day, I decided to go for a bit of a run, and seeing the recruits I just fell in step at the back of the pack. I never thought that would lead me to an offer to join up, but once the run was over that’s exactly what happened; I proudly signed the enlistment contract and the rest is history. I realised that I had found a solution to the direction and purpose I had been missing since leaving the NHL,

That was it. I was in the military. The lifestyle and training were far from easy, but again I managed to adapt. When then President Elect McKeen came to visit he was apparently impressed by the “Jolly Green Giant” of the recruits and asked me to join him as his guest on the stage for his inauguration. I was very surprised and honoured.

That’s how I ended up here on Monday. Through my training I was able to keep calm enough to react to the dangers we faced, and help the Congressmen and their families to safety. But none of us live in a vacuum, and everything I’ve succeeded at since I was a kid, I’ve had help with. I’ve had more than a few coaches, teachers, teammates, mentors, family, and friends teach me things along the way. Without the skills, perseverance, and courage they’ve instilled in me over the years I’d never have gotten this far. Thank you everyone for believing in me.

In closing, I would like to thank Senator Maximilian Yates, Director Wilhuff Palpatine, Assistant Director Alva Palpatine, and my family  for guiding and believing in me; I am proud to be serving within the US Elite and continue on with my families legacy of dedicated and humble service to this great nation of ours.

 

Be seeing you,

From the Desk of Director Rusty Rutherford USMC Retired.

I am writing this to be a warning of things to come and things that have been; I am an unwitting veteran of the Federal Immortality Project or Program depending on the years of service now simply referred to as the FIP Program for short. I was born on June 6th, 1923 in Asbury Park NJ and would grow up within a blue collar family; I was the youngest of three sons, my eldest brother Robert Rutherford would be killed in the trenches of World War One, my middle brother Malcolm Rutherford would go onto be an iron worker like my father and grandfather before him and his life would be taken during the Asbury Park Race Riots of 1970 and I would volunteer for the US Navy just after I graduated from High School in June of 1941. I would enter the Navy at the rank of Seaman after basic training do to my achievements of reaching the rank of Eagle Scout within the Boy Scouts of America at the age of 16. I would end up be stationed at Pearl Harbour within Hawaii arriving at my new post in November of 1941 and what would be only a few weeks before the Day That Would Live On In Infamy December 7th, 1941 when the Japanese would ambush Pearl Harbour and thrust us directly into the Second World War.

Now prior to my arrival at Pearl Harbour I would not know of the FIP Program and would have never been alerted of this program, though I know understand that a few of my trainers where veterans of such program; seeing I was instructed by now Captain Dover Barton. For a working class Jersey boy being stationed within the tropical paradise of Hawaii was a dream come true seeing before my naval service I never left my beloved New Jersey…..why would you It’s got everything. Though once at Pearl Harbour thats when my life would change forever and I am not complaining but I really would have liked to have been told what I was being injected with and not just given a injection in my rear that would forever change my life. When I stepped off the ship within the port after basic I was pulled aside with twenty other men to be given our Island Inoculations and vitamins……little did I know that this was my involuntary enrolment into the FIP Program that occurred on November 10th 1941, and would forever change my life and forbid me the right to leave the service and would automatically re-up my enlistment paperwork. One good thing was the injection came with an automatic promotion to the rank of Petty Officer Third Class….though in reality I was already owed that promotion do to earning the credits through basic and graduating number one in my class.

My time in Hawaii would be basically uneventful till December 7th, I would stationed on the USS Arizona and I was a gunnery officer, it would be job to command the ships guns and relay the orders from the brass to the enlisted as well take my seat in the Gun Officers chair. Now for anyone that understands history the USS Arizona would be one of the first ships to go down when she was hit by an enemy torpedo, our guns where belching but the ammo depot was hit and it was game over; over 1,000 men and officers and toss me into the waters of the harbour. I would be one of the lucky one’s that day and survive the initial strike, though being in the water during the chaos was not a cake walk either, fire burned all around us, bullets from the Zero’s tore into the men and ships, submarines bombarded the base and those in the water simply became shark food. The crystal clear water would be stained red from blood and as I clung onto floating wreckage seeing I was badly injured having  piece of the USS Arizona through my leg and weighing me down. I figured it was all over and this was how I was going to die, for a moment I wondered if this is what went through my brothers mind before war took his life.

Now I am lucky that the weight of the metal in my leg was pulling me down seeing that at one point I went under the surf and suddenly extreme burning pain coursed through my body as a bullet from a Zero tore through my shoulder and ripped out the other side; I am lucky to both be alive and not loose my arm in the process. I can tell you salt water and fresh wounds is not pleasant but it would be that very water that would save my life; after being shot I don’t remember much till I woke up in a medical unit with bandages on my leg, knee and shoulder nurses in white uniforms milled around and looked after my injuries. I was told that we were now at war with both Germany and Japan and I was one of the lucky ones, I wouldn’t learn of the date till after I was discharged from the medical ward barley recovered and having received zero therapy. I still had stitches in my arm and leg, walking was painful and I didn’t have a full range of motion…..all concerns that should have sent me back to Jersey not off to war.

Remember when I told you I was a Naval NCO well when I was released on May 4th 1942; I would be given a new uniform the marine pink and tans, a new rank of Sargent and new mission orders. I would be told Sargent welcome to the USMC this is your new home, I wasn’t given an option to leave nor object, I was told this is where your needed now and you will fight for God and Country against the Yellow Heathens. I would initially be stationed back with the Navy to aid the gunnery crew as I was experienced and a well trained gunnery officer and come June of 1942 I would be partaking in the Battle of Midway; this battle would end up being a walk in the park compared to whats to come. My injuries still healing but pumped full of morphine and antibiotics I would command the guns aboard the carrier and take down many of Japan’s Zeros and ships…… I was playing a live action game of Battleship and I was one of the lucky ones on that day. Though come August of 1942 I would be called to action again to storm the beaches like all good marines at the Battle of Guadalcanal; this would be the first time I had a rifle in my hand and charging the coast through the surf to fight for my life and defend liberty.

August 7th is Purple Heart Day.

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My Fellow Americans,

I would like to address you on the current situation that has recently been brought to lite by our esteemed freshman senator Maximilian Yates, a young man that has a heart of fire and dedication to restoration of liberty and democracy for all. I have been alerted of a program called the Federal Immortality Project (FIP) for short; now this program I am personally knowledgeable of, from the stand point of having been one of those soldiers that would be entered into the program. Though I would learn further that this program dates back to before the Civil War in the year of 1850 and would be decreed to be voluntary. The Idea of the program was to create the ultimate soldier a man that could continue to serve his country and fight through the ages, with only injury or death retiring the servicemen. Though according to original documents recently uncovered the soldier would still be given an option to retire from service to go to live a productive life and support their family.

I would go on the learn that what was supposed to be a voluntary project was actually a conscripted program and one where the soldiers would be given the injection unwillingly as they would be told it was a vitamin injection or a booster shot. Now personally I would be from the years prior to this change and I would initially volunteer for the program in the year of 1895……yes My Fellow Americans I have served this nation for more than a century with my initial service being within the Civil War. It breaks my heart to think that every serviceman and women would be lied to and disgraced by the actions of the very same government that they sacrificed their youth and for many their lives for this great nation.

As the years would go on the military would consider the FIP program to be costly as the soldiers became to costly to house, upkeep and control; The programs soldiers would still be limited by the frailty of humanity as our bodies are not meant to sustain countless injuries and damage and many FIP soldiers would be killed in there first action or forced into retirement do to war time injuries; yes they would able to see the pages of history unfold if the survived but that itself would come at an ever greater cost to those that either accepted the injection or were tricked into the program. In the early days of medical science war time injuries where harder to survive and even harder to treat as many would perish not from the injury but from complications related to the injury, though as the years passed by like sand through the hour glass the advances in medical treatment would as well. Though within the meatball surgery operating rooms of the combat theatres the men would still be put back together with nothing more than screws, wire, bolts and plates making every wartime injury a frankenstein project to put their bodies and bones back together again only for the solider to suffer extreme pain for ages to come.

According to reports and personally witnessed and exposed to Frankenstein surgeries these men would have their bones, ligaments and muscles surgically restored enough to keep them alive and yet not enough care to send the injured soldier back home for better and proper medical treatment. No these boys would be patched up, redressed and sent back to the front like a good solider boy with nothing more than a Good Ubo, and a pat on the back. Many of the FIP would be overlooked and disgraced as their bodies, minds and souls didn’t matter as long as they where still breathing and walking they were nothing more than a good GI.

Learning of this information makes me sick to my stomach, as both your President and veteran of this same program, I am troubled to learn that we were considered nothing more than a expendable machine of war, this burns me to my core as I watched many good men suffer grievous injuries and with little more than some frankenstein and meatball surgery be hurled back out to the battlefield to either survive or die forgotten by time itself. This My Fellow Americans is not what our soldiers signed up for, nor is what they laid their life down for, they fought for democracy, liberty and freedom; they fought enemies on foreign and and domestic soil to preserve lady liberty and our way of life. It doesn’t matter if you served the United States of America or the United Canadian American States, all soldiers served and defended America and our democracy.

On my desk currently and being shown to the camera or the original documents that Senator Maximilian Yates alerted me off and I would discover right here hidden within the Oval Office, those documents are true and now we have the physical copies and not just the digital; I have as well discovered two additional ledgers from President Lyndon B Johnson and Jimmy Carter, once transcribed to digital those pages will be made publicly available and as well sent to the Chairmen of the Armed Services Committee and Veteran Affairs Committee Senators Canterbury and Blunt. From what I was able to gather from a quick read is that these ledgers deal with the FIP program from 1950 through 1980 and speak of many situations dealing with Korea and Vietnam, my deepest thanks and condolences go out to any veteran and as to there families of those affected by either of those conflicts.

So as your President I will signing an Executive Order that will allow for any and all veterans reserve or active duty to retire from service with full accolades and all promised benefits and pension, I want to thank you all for your service to this great nation. All accolades owed to any and all veteran of the FIP Program will hopefully be dealt with swiftly and properly by the UCAS Congress and I will sign any and all awards needed, this includes any awards, benefits, pension and promotions for those that are no longer with us. There sacrifice will not be forgotten nor forsaken, as some give all and all give some. I am deeply bothered that it would take this long from 1850 till my first days in office of 2075 for these brave men and women to be honoured and remembered for there dedicated and loyal service and it is something that will Never Happen Again.

As well I will be working with the leaders of both the House and Senate to decree that October 3rd, 2075 and every October 3rd hereafter be decreed a Federal Holiday known as the FIP Remembrance Day and I hope to see this legislation pass with bi-partisan consent as these men and women deserve our thanks and respect. This day is special to me as it is the date when the first shots rang out at the Irish Sea during the Inishmore Invasion, this date would be the one that would go on to be the final stand for the 401st, 51st and 82nd all units that contained many veterans of the FIP program and would as well go onto be the final conflict for the noble All American 82nd Airborne, the moxy filled 401st Airborne and the tried and true 51st Recon.

I am not discrediting the soldiers and units of all the conflicts, wars and battles throughout our history; all soldiers and their families deserve to be thanked for the ultimate price paid by all who wear the uniform of the American Soldier. The FIP Program would leave us soldiers that can remember a time when our nation was divided originally and continue to fight through the ages, with many watching this great nation crumble and divide once more. I have chosen October 3rd to be the FIP Remembrance Day do to the this being the day that many of the soldiers of the FIP Program would fall, a conflict that would leave countless lives lost on both sides of the battlefield and on both sides of the Irish Sea, one that would leave the survivors physically and emotionally scarred, and as well leave the entire nation in mourning for the ten’s of thousands of American soldiers left dead and the their family’s shattered: all should be honoured on the day that would be known as their “Last Stand”.

I hope and pray that the UCAS Congress will pass the legislation swiftly and proudly as I feel that this need to be handled on Capital Hill and not directly here in my office through Executive Order. I am a firm believer in Democracy and the American way and I have faith within our members of Congress to work together to bring honour back to this great nation and her veterans. We must honour and respect our hero’s, never again for them to be forsaken; on this day January 25th 2075 I break down the wall of silence regarding the FIP Program and the disgrace that became of this program, I want to personally thank Senators Maximilian Yates and Linda Washington for forging ahead with this, bringing it to both my attention and the attention of the American People…they are truly Friends of the Veterans and for that my hat goes of to both of you; showing that we can work in a bi-partisan way, I wish the both of you a long and illustrious career taking it on themselves to restore the honour and dignity of this great nation and aiding in the restoration of our beloved history.

We should stand proud with our veterans both active and retired.  Every man and woman in uniform regardless of what side they fought on should be remembered.  I will make it my job, I will stand as your commander in chief, to make sure that this disgrace never happens again.  My fellow Americans, please stand with us united Rise Proudly as Americans and remember that regardless of your veterans status, you are all Americans and we thank you. I will work tirelessly to make certain that our veterans, our history and our system of democracy is never forsaken nor stained again. 

       We are all Americans we stand united under One Flag, One Constitution, and One God; we believe in Liberty for all and all citizens have the God Given right Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness. We have the right to voice our opinions and as well serve our nation and everyone should be protected by the liberties granted to us by the Bill of Rights; I as your President will fight to make sure that this Great Nation never falls and I will be the defender of the Veteran regardless of the time of there service, United States and United Canadian American States from the humble days of 1850 within the FIP Program to 2075 and beyond we are all children of America and with that I pray we can come together once again as One Nation Under God a nation we can all be proud of, and till that day comes I will stand a a sentinel of Democracy and Liberty for All. My Fellow Americans I want to thank you all, have a wonderful morning and God Bless.                                                                                         

                                                                                                                                                    President Oliver Jamestown McKeen