We began the day being led by this crazy Van Gogh fellow. He was missing an ear for some reason, and he didn't exactly want to be involved with our revolution. He was more interested in rebelling against Impressionism. He couldn't hear very well, and seemed drunk and a bit psychotic but he took us and our recently acquired bushels of tulips to our next stop.
We needed to raise money for both the rebellion against the Prince of Orange, and also to support our friends in the new French Republic, so we put our tulips on this merchant ship. The Dutch East India Company would transport our tulips and sell them. The best of tulips were being sold for over $1M USD, but most sold for $50,000 - $150,000. If we could just sell a couple of them, the coffers would be full and we could recruit more men to our cause.
We were certain of the plan's success so we took time out to play a public piano. I played an upbeat American Song: The Great Smoky Mountains.
Indeed, our plan to sell the tulips for a bubble of a profit was a massive success. The people we sold them to however were left holding the bag when the market crashed shortly after we sold them. It turns out tulips are a pretty sweet flower, with seemingly infinite variations, but they are still just a flower.
We were able to recruit a large army of Dutch resistance, and my wife was able to build a cavalry force of Babboe Big Cargo Bikes. This may seem like a silly bike, but you can put an 8 pound cannon up front. We rebels now have mobile artillery.
Indeed we finished the day having successfully started the Batavian Revolution. Prince Willy V of Orange may flee the city of Amsterdam.
Tomorrow we stage an assault on the castle...
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