The Social Republic of Maine is a fascist state in the northeast of the USA. Following the political and economic collapse of America, Fascist movements formed militias to seize control of the state of Maine - and eventually, a cohesive ideological doctrine, poltiical party and system of governance was formed, creating the totalitarian, fascist Social Republic. It is lead by the Leader Magnus Bennett.
Leadership and Ideology Magnus Bennett, revered as "The Leader" or the "Duce of Maine" emerged as a prominent Fascist leader during the collapse. Leading a fringe Pagan Fascist movement, which would eventually become the forefront of the fascist coalition, he established a clear idea for the reforging of Maine's identity. He sits as the head of government and the head of state, and under him is the bicameral legislation, comprised of the upper Senate and the lower Chamber of Corporations. Voting by occupation, the workers, tradesmen and employers of Maine elect their representatives on the lower Chamber in a manifestation of Corporatist political and economic ideology.
Military & Paramilitary The armed forces of the predominantly rely on simple infantry units, of which there are 13 regiments:
13 regiments of 75,400 men (+260 trucks, 390 artillery)
Regiment composition:
- 5000 Light Infantry
- 500 Motorised Infantry (+20 trucks)
- 300 Gunners (+30 artillery)
They are trained primarily for the purpose of self defense. Outside of the armed forces, the Blackshirts function as the paramilitary wing of the National Fascist Party of Maine, and number around 25,000.
Economy The Social Republic has a mix of public and private ownership, with private ownership under strict supervision from the National Council of Industry and the Corporations. Agrarianism is a core part of Maine's economic ideology, and native agriculture is prioritised before anything else, to support Maine's goal for an autarkic economy.
Industry 8 consumer goods
4 military
- 3 on rifles
- 1 on trucks
- 1 on artillery
National Anthem Facing sunwards, proudly in my new shirt
Deep black, that yesterday was bare,
With the banner of our cause embracing,
I'll be cast in death's stare.
On that day, I'll join my noble brethren,
Who now stand on vigil in the heavens!
With a countenance as hard, as hard
'Gainst us no force avails!
If I should fall to rise no more, no more
I know that our cause prevailed!
Then triumphant banners will be waving
For peace will once again abide!
On my grave five blood-red roses placing
A fasces at my side!
Spring will laugh when every struggle's ended
For the future we few have proud defended!
Forwards, until the task is done!
For a new Maine is facing towards the sun!