The war is over, or will be in twenty-four hours. I received the message from CONCORD late tonight while trying to organize allied support.

When I told James Syagrius about it… Well, to be honest, I’m not really sure what happened. But my gut tells me it wasn’t good. At least the conversation I had with Azdan Amith was enjoyable.

In the meantime, my office is a pool of foam… I won’t be able to get back in there until the mess is cleaned out. What a day.

I have a lot of work to do to get IPI in a place where, if this kind of thing happened again, we could handle it… We should be able to handle it. There’s really no excuse for our performance.

I’m still quite angry and frustrated, for a variety of reasons. Why the alliance was allowed to slip to the state it’s been in, why the enemy always seems to be just one step ahead, why our time is taken up by this kind of crap.

This hands-off, non-political, mainly industrial-focused approach just isn’t working for us. We live in low-security space and can barely defend ourselves. This needs to change and it’s something I’ve known for a long time already. If the war hadn’t been invalidated then we would have had allies like I-RED and a few others pitching in to assist. But? I really want IPI to stand on its own feet. Why can’t we ever seem to win our battles ourselves?

IPI needs to change. Change is hard, and people hate it, but it must be done and it falls to me to do it.

I need time to think.