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[Vision Statement] The Confederation of Walneria


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Walneria is a country, that has seens many issues from the past and is culturally rich in nature, being almost 10.6 million people strong.

Historically a Slavic country, it got Germanised during the middle ages and early modern era. The official language, Walnerian, is a direct evolution of the Early New High German, with notable Slavic influence on its orthography, phonology and grammar. Although being 91.7% Walnerian, there is still a notable Czech (3.6%) and Sorbian (3.3%) minority. Both areas, where the minorities live, are labeled as "Settlement Areas" (Walnerian: "Sídlunkróme"), and the local languages are co-official with Walmerian there. Czechs live mostly around the rhithron of the Savran River (Walnerian: Závran; Czech: Sávraha) in smaller cities and towns, while Sorbs live in the Artan Hills (Walnerian: Atŕnán; Lower Sorbian: Małenki; Upper Sorbian: Malenski) in villages.

The capital city of Tyrámen is the cultural and political hub of the state, having a population of 1.6 million people (2.6 with aglomeration around it). The city contributes about 25% of the GDP of the country and is the one of two cities, that operates a metro system (the other one is Ssanburk, the regional capital of the Ssanburk region). Tyrámen is also the location, where the government meets and where the president resides.

The national legislative is unicameral and forms the National Assembly, which is directly and proportionally elected by the people, while the executive is formed by a cabinet filled by coalition-appointed leaders. Traditionally, the leader of the largest party of the assembly becomes the Prime Minister. Assembly elections are held every 4 years. The current prime minister is Zimón Novak. President is also elected by the people in a direct vote, but there are two rounds, where in the second round, there are only the two strongest candidates, ensuring, that the president is elected with over 50% of votes. Presidential elections are also held every 4 years, but are offset from the Assembly elections by 2 years. Unlike the unlimited number of terms for Prime minister, nobody can serve more than 2 terms as a president. After the president is elected, he has to revoke and partisan allegiance and serves as a non-partisan, even in the elections for their second term. The current president is Gyntŕ Ssvarc.

Walnerians are known for their casual patriotism (the type of patriotism, where a person watching a cooking show in a TV just says "A Walnerian would cut that cabbage better") and in many cases mild xenophobia, but also for being kind and friendly to newcomers, once they get used to them. Although being armed to the teeth eversince the armament over the threat of an invasion in early 1930's, trigger discipline is furiously followed and there are almost no gun homicides. Although over 65% of people own a gun, there is a national registry of guns and anybody wanting to own one has to undergo a safety training and gain a license.

The currency of the country, the Walnerian Króne (shortcut WKR, symbol Ԟ) is a relatively stable currency, maintaining an average 1.9% annual inflation. 1USD = ~ 15.5WKR. Economy-wise, Walneria has developed automobile and weaponry industry, as well as having a booming constructions sector. Its agriculture is highly mechanised, but Walneria is not sustainable by its own agricultural production and imports grain from abroad, although it lately significantly lowered the percentage of the imported grain.

There is no compulsory military service anymore, but in many regions, it is still considered to be humiliating to not serve. There is a strong sentiment of "if we waver for too long, the enemy is waiting to strike". The question of "who is the enemy" is fairly problematic, as people seem to not unite on a list of names.

Religion-wise, Walneria si a protestant country with notable jewish minority, but more people every year deconvert and claim atheism or agnosticism. Although not an official figure, it is estimated, that over a half of Walnerian population may not have a religion and claim the cultural religion as their own in the census.

Note: Ideal setting for my country would be between a democratic (Western) Slavic nation and an authoritarian (German) Germanic nation. Hopefully, there would be more than two neighbors...

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EDIT: In accordance with the document sent to me, I am including the numbers and point system:

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WALNERIA            Tier            Exact Data

Population           LOW           10,612,108

GDP                VERY HIGH      26,470 (USD)

Land Area            LOW             ?????? (TBD)

 

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Could you give us some insight on where you see yourself taking Walneria? Where you want to see it go? I appreciate the background on Walneria in this.

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Honestly, I imagine Walneria remaining somewhat a constant. I hope to create a political dilema between people valuing democracy and wanting to align to a Slavic democratic neighbor and people valuing nationality, wanting to align to a Germanic authoritarian neighbor. I hope to establish some dilema of the Slavic minorities asking for more representation and a political standstill.

I am not going to start any successful revolution or a civil war, or take any militarised action, I hope to generally get the story. I hope to establish the history with my neighbors and cooperate with them on establishing some common lore, and maybe some trade deals.

I generally rather wish to describe the day-to-day life, some companies, TV programming and historical questions.

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