PugJesus
Yes, scratch a liberal Jew and a Nazi bleeds, you really nailed it. /s
US, USSR, China, the UK, France, was there any major power not selling to both sides of that fucking conflict?
Not sure, couldn't comment anything beyond the notes of the source for sure, but acid-etching would also have been an option at this time, if a cutting-edge one.
De gustibus non disputandem est - I like a little sealed surface now and again.
I think it speaks more to how shallow policy questions tend to be.
A few weeks later, it was fully censored in all of the books.
Next level losers there, goddamn.
I would like to petition the Great Genius Comrade Stalin to abolish the written word after reading this
Explanation: In the US Civil War, fought over the secessionist South's insistence on maintaining chattel slavery for Black folk, one of the major anti-slavery strains was explicitly religious, based on the idea that we were all children of the Christian God and thus inherently equals - making slavery, and especially racially-based slavery, an abomination.
They made some good tunes with that in mind.
Explanation: The Roman Emperor Caligula once ordered his troops to ‘make war’ on Neptune, the Roman god of the sea, by stabbing the incoming tides and collecting seashells as booty. Interpretations of this act… vary. Some attribute it to Caligula’s supposed madness - others, to him having a bit of a lark by exercising how total his control as Emperor was (“I can make you lot do anything, no matter how stupid or humiliating” sort of thing, very popular amongst tyrants of all ages). Some say it was to humiliate the troops for refusing to go on a supposed campaign to Britannia, which was not yet conquered at that point.
This poor pupper is a prime recruit for Caligula's next campaign against the brutality of Neptune!
Once when playing a D&D game, my character was a very 'civilized' guildsman who constantly went on about the superiority of urban mercantilist civilization (his counterpart, the other player in the group, was a half-orc barbarian who found this whole civilization thing very appealing; we made a good team). When one quest sent us to a halfling village in the middle of the woods, and they rebuffed all my character's offers to buy land for 'productive enterprises', he, of course, came to the wholly normal and completely correct conclusion that 'these people' did not even have the concept of private property, how sad! and resolved to educate them (by force if necessary) after the quest was finished of the benefits and necessity of a thriving bourgeois society.
Luckily for the halflings, our two-miscreant party was locked up by the local lord afterwards for a combination of kidnapping/theft/attempted sale of halflings who had been turned into stone by the cockatrice we had slain; and we were set loose on another problem (though not before committing unlawful commerce and gambling our unlicensed profits away at the local tavern playing dragon poker).