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In response to recent events within our Republic, and the course of the war,

I'm afraid that I must agree with my most esteemed colleague. We most certainly need to relocate the capital to a location that is much more secure and fortified. In the coming days, we must make good decisions that will empower the government to make it through these harshest of times. I offer my full endorsement and support to the Capital Relocation Bill. At the same time, we must recognize that the North is not as safe as it may seem. Currently, we are dealing with a large incursion of the Chinook Derch. We must make a truce with these tribes and come to an understanding with these people if we wish to maintain a stable base from which to rebuild and retake our nation. The Brotherhood has hurt us badly, this is true and well known, but we must now look to the future, and build towards our eventual success in this war. Coming to terms with aggressive neighbors will help us in the short and the long term. It is entirely necessary. Therefore, I propose:

The Office of Foreign Relations Bill

In which an office will be created that:

1.) Will establish diplomatic contacts and relations with all political entities in contact with the NCR.

2.) Will select Ambassadors, construct embassies, and receive diplomats so that diplomatic relations may be maintained.

3.) Will confer the official diplomatic position of the NCR to nations political entities with which the NCR maintains diplomatic contact.

4.) Will be directed by a Minister of Foreign Affairs, to be Nominated by the President as a member of the Executive Staff, and must be approved by the Senate.

5.) Will be charged with the responsibility to create and enforce Treaties of State with political entities in contact with the NCR. These treaties may be reviewed upon a Senatorial request, and given a 2/3 Super-majority vote within the senate, overturned or modified.

~ Senator of Klamath, James Bernhard
 
It is pre-mature to be discussing permanent relocation of the Capitol when we do not yet know the outcome of this war.

In regard to the present military emergency I propose the following:

The Citizenship through service initiative:

(1) This act authorizes the NCR army to, during the current military emergency, recruit non-citizen volunteers into the armed forces. Upon conclusion of the war such recruits shall be given fast-track access to full NCR citizenship regardless of normal eligibility.

(2) Governors of NCR states may recruit volunteers to local defense forces under the same terms.
 
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We marched for 5 days and nights, but it felt like years. After we left the city there was no food or water given us as we marched, some people were wounded and left to die instead of given a stimpack because they "could not handle that kind of tech." Many died from heat,hunger,or thirst but plenty more died trying to escape. I was once a thick man,I suppose it comes with the wealth, but by the 3rd day I was as thin as any beggar on the streets, poor Joseph couldn't handle the march and dropped one day. When someone dropped they forced us to drag them with our chains the rest of the way, as a sort of punishment for being weak and dying.

When we finally made it to the bunkers about half our number were dead or dying. "Do you know who I am!" Before I thought the war would end soon, I was still prideful then. "What did you say to me, savage?" Although I could not see his face I knew he was smirking, the tin man looked to his partner, nodded, and with one hit I was out. "You'll be a dead man soon enough if you talk like that." I awoke days later in a bed at the brotherhoods bunker in what I assume was a hospital wing filled with advanced technology that I had never seen before. There were super stimpacks that I had only heard of in stories and they had a mister handy who helped with cooking and medical operations. The room was relativity small made from the same metal as the rest of the bunker, the bead was small and scrawny, I was surprised that it held me up, with a small blanket that couldn't keep a rat warm.

That was when the scribe came in, she was a young woman about 20 years old and she was wearing a strange robe that I half remember others wearing here. "Finally your awake, its taken you long enough savage." She had a pre-war clip board in her hand and started examining me while she marked a sheet of paper. "Stand up, we don't have all day." She sounded annoyed and somewhat disgusted with me. But by then I had enough but knew that I would probably get hit if I spoke out, so unwillingly I stood. It went on like that for about a week or two with her coming in marking her board and leaving.

After our usual examining she stopped and spoke "Ok, it looks like your ready to join the rest of the savages." She then smiriked and said "Governor Tanner." Why did she have to remind me of LA "A governor has to have a city to govern." I failed that day I should have known we would be attacked I have ruined a entire city's life, the children that will be rasied as pawns for the brotherhood or used as slaves for menial tasks. We wandered the hall until we came upon the area outside the bunker reserved for us "savages".

This would be my home for more then a year.