We interrupt your 'Da Mangaka is not doing art' to bring you. . . ART.
This art is brought to you by your Taxes, probably. Honestly, not a bad deal if you ask me.
Actually no but there's a joke about that with this character.
I have had this idea for about 10+ years and given current events and what's happening around me it got me inspired to do something silly.
So, without further ado, I present to you all the city at the Corner of the World: Tijuana.
Yes... it is in fact related to my fabled fanfic Project Hetalia. No, I don't think I'll go 'three deep four me' levels of storytelling. Instead I just want to do funny bits, give out some cool facts about the city and who knows... maybe I will eventually release more of the main story.
In all honesty, I want to focus more on 'One Shot from the Void' and another project long due but if this gets me drawing more frequently, then so be it.
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It seemed like such an intimate thing to say. It sounded nice on the tongue.
"As you can tell, this isn't your President speaking to you. This is still a special announcement. Something that I only hope you listen to." I smile. Despite everything that was happening, now was the time.
"I am the man behind the curtain, as the saying goes. Forgive the crude terms, but that is the way it is right now. You have a boss much the same in work, and your President has a boss. The people and myself, we are the President’s boss. This message goes straight to you, as it should have so long ago. I'm tired of lies, as I'm sure you are as well."
I gave pause to catch my breath; it was here, wasn’t it? All those that I had met, were they watching me now? Will it come as surprise?
"The world as we know it is in distress. Everywhere there is a threat of global collapse; war and otherwise. Some are things you’re already aware of and others ....far more personal." I could imagine the confusion that was to come.
"Your world is a living, breathing thing. Not in the sense that you're thinking of, but in a way far more ancient and alive. I have stood by your side, always, my Americans. I have witnessed the hardship, I have wielded the musket, I have fought relentlessly for the good of you, always. I have shot my fair share of people in war. I have shot my fair share of my own in war. I have witnessed the coming of greatness, the passing of greatness, generation after generation. I have laughed, cried, loved, hated, much the same as you. I do not seek to impose upon you, nor do I expect love or respect from you. I am your Nation, I am the United States. I have lived long by your standards. Yet I am young, weak, and yes," A laugh came to my throat, tired. "A part of me is human. I am human enough to have suffered. Human enough to know that you deserve to know who I am. We stand poised at the beginning of a new era of the world. It can either end in destruction or a rebirth." I took a deep breath, my eyes misting. I had to stay strong.
“As a Nation, I have gone through many names, some endearing, some quite condemning. I have been a hero and savior, as I have also been a monster and an executioner. Some admire my perseverance, my advances, my goodwill towards men while many others are eager to point out my faults, my disturbances, my relentless greed, my need of dominance and power, my excessive consumption and vanity, the fact that behind the smile I am always seen with, lies a man that has lost his soul, his morals and sold them to the best buyer. I have been a martyr and saint, as I have been a punisher and vanquisher of lands and other nations, prying into their weaknesses, transforming them into convenient slaves under the will of those who really move the world, of those that have stayed in the shadows, poking our shoulders and backs, hoping to provoke us to begin a fight. It became brother against brother, Parents against sons, teachers against students, women against men, nations against nations. Neither of them having a wrong answer or reply but in the end, moved by interests foreign of their own thoughts and beliefs. It is them who I believe who have been giving themselves pleasure in tarnishing the reputation of groups, of ideas, beliefs and people like us, like you, like me. Nations, with strong bonds among them, broken and separated by the pure impulse of creating devastation these people can profit from. I cannot stand by to watch them simply destroy 200 years of advances, of experiences, both happy and sad. Things that have made this Nation proud of what he is, of what he believes to be, failed to provide a villain the world can fight for, just to give a spectacle to these beings that I believe possess no heart, nor right consciousness in their mind, nor real meaning of what it means to be in a society. They are people that I will not even call human anymore.”
 "My name is Alfred Francis Jones. And as I have just told you, I’ve gone by many names in my time, but this is who I am. This is who I am as a human being. Not just as a nation, but as a fellow Human to you. To all of you, my brothers, my sisters, my fathers, my mothers, my aunts, my uncles, my daughters, my sons, my cousins, all of you…  I am here to stand by your side, if you will have me.
I have only one request to ask to you, though: In these times of revolution, we Nations are unable to lift a finger without the support of those under our charge- our people. It allows us to become what we need to be in order to protect and serve you.  We have enough to sustain ourselves for the most part, however nothing will move or have a significant change unless the people we represent do something about it. So, what I am asking you… is for your help. I am as anxious and as needy for a different perspective as you, but I cannot do this without your help. Go out and give support. Open your eyes. Help me change into the Nation you wish me to be. All you need to do is to turn off this broadcast and wake up.”
