Drama! Action! Intrigue! Turns out that when you have two stable governments meeting people's needs, one doesn't have a lot of governmental unrest. At this point in village, I've sometimes blogged breathlessly four or five times about a government crisis roiling the town. But no. Everyone seems, well, content this year. Folks are working very hard on their houses. Businesses have gotten an early start and are running strong. More books have been written than I can ever remember. Thanks to government subsidized education, Peep University has been well attended and will have a record number of graduates. (Interestingly, we have had a record low number of marriages – perhaps this group is just not into drama, action and intrigue.)
We begin village with a direct democracy. Every peep sits in a town meeting and votes on every proposal. At first, it is very exciting. Students are learning the ins and outs of basic parliamentary procedure. Soon they are wielding words like "plurality" and "move to table" like they're Senator Byrd. Eventually, though, the bloom wears off and students begin to chafe at the long meetings. While they often want to have a say on some issues, they also want to get to work on their houses, businesses and jobs. Plans begin to form for a new form of government.
In Mini-Sota, one student was ready. He was a recent immigrant who had moved from his original town when they passed a law preventing a single person from taking over the government. You see, he wanted to be king and had been politicking at lunch for several weeks to convince others that a monarchy was a good idea. His basic argument was that a monarch can make the decisions you need quickly – you won’t have to wait around for things to go through a lengthy approval process. He promised that he would be a good king and even advertised his openness to his subjects’ ideas:
Finally, he anticipated that some townsfolk would worry about corruption – what if he made decisions to enrich him or his friends. He proposed that two advisors, chosen by the town, be given veto power over his decisions. Satisfied, his town voted him in almost unanimously and there he has stayed for the entire game. Remarkably, he has been careful with the town’s money while explaining the expenditures he has made. At one point, a citizen was upset that he had rented a bubble blowing machine for a land time dance party on the town square (all were invited). “If you think about the money the town has, this is about the same as something that costs you $1.50” The citizen left satisfied that a bubble blower rental was a reasonable expense.
Peepopolis voted to have a town council of more than one but less than five people. When it came time for our big election, no one
stepped forward to run. We all stared at each other for a while and then two students volunteered. According to the law, they were required to make a speech and both spoke beautifully (and off the cuff) about wanting to make the town the best it could be. Indeed, since neither of them really wanted the responsibility, this was true public service. The next day several more people ran for council and they’ve met every morning to consider proposals brought by the town. They have been very thoughtful and careful with the town’s money – everyone had been very happy.
It’s been, quite honestly, a little boring for those of us who like a few good revolutions in our villages. Just today, however, an interesting issue popped up. In an effort to crack down on villagers walking at human speed through the towns, the federal government hired several police officers to give fines to students who were not hunched over walking their peep at peep speed. The hope was that enforcing uncomfortable, slow walking, might encourage some peeps to create cars, busses or other transportation solutions.
As we walked away from the land at the end of land time, I heard a council member talking to the King. “Who gave permission for there to be police on our land? We didn’t make a law. Did you make a law?” The king replied that he hadn’t. “Then who said they could be there?!” The council member was irate. Finally! A states rights issue! Who has jurisdiction in the town? Can the town mandate that the federal government can’t control peeps on town land? Who has the right to fine citizens for their behavior on the land? It’s a fascinating question – one we are seeing played out today in the sanctuary cities debate.
So it looks like we’re going to have only one government in each of the villages – it’s truly a golden era in peep history, one in which peace and stability have enabled the arts, education and the economy to flourish!