[ WP ] Modern civilization is wiped out , but in the future legends remain of the highly-advanced ancient civilization .

Murka is just a fairy tale! Murka never existed! That's what everyone says, anyway. What common sense says. 
 
 It appeared as a parable in the writings of an ancient philosopher, a nation of impossible contradictions too ludicrous to have been real. Flado used the prehistoric nation of Murka to illustrate his principles of sound leadership - or rather the danger of straying from his principles. 5 % of the population controlled 95 % of the wealth, poor people were fined for not having enough money; average citizens with no training were encouraged to own weapons of fantastic power, and when they inevitably killed one another they were told to dismiss the obvious causal links. You could only gain wealth if you had wealth to begin with, unless you were a skilled buffoon or minstrel, in which case you could amass more riches alone than every scientist and educator in the nation combined. The nation was too large to govern centrally, so it was split into semi-autonomous states with the power of self-governance - except when the central powers decided against it. Sitting atop this bundle of impossibilities was a cabal of powerful families - one reads of the Putch and Kheney alliance, or of the ill-fated coup attempted by a cadet of the Rahemeny dynasty - who were raised in the same circumstances, educated in the same academies, and somehow managed to convince everyone that they represented different interests. They were two sides of the same coin, and it is said that a new leader was chosen by the flip of such a coin. 
 
 All of this changed one eventful autumn when an unknown entity named Brohama suddenly ascended to power. This being pushed the contradictory nature of this bizarre nation-state to its very extremes. He used tax funds as gifts to the richest members of the society with one hand, while with the other hand he attempted to make health care and education accessible to the other sector of society. Despite this making him the greatest leader the nation had ever known, his actions engendered hate from everybody, leading to the rapid downfall of their civilization. 
 
 The Murkan civilisation crumbled to dush and ashes, and nothing of it remains. Or so everyone believes. But I have scoured the world looking for clues to this mystery, and have found something promising. It is an ancient work of art, preserved by virture of its composition. It is badly faded, but I can make it out. It depicts a man in torment beside an endless sea, fallen to his knees in despair amidst a gang of murderous ape-men. Before them, submerged in sand, is the figure of a woman. Flado speaks of this Lady Freedom of Noyor in his Republic, and it this this form which I seek. My travels have taken me far, farther than any man has ever traveled, but I believe I have found the correct location. 
 
 I have dug for weeks, and today I find myself gazing upon a flame. But it is not hot. Friends, I believe the legends of Murka were true.
