The Consecration of the Consilium Pacis Maxima

How Imperator Trumpius Caesar Once Again Saved the World — Bigly

On this monumental day in Davosium Helvetica, a place normally reserved for billionaires whispering into scarves, Trumpius Caesar Maximus, Supreme Deal-Maker, Eternal Chairman, and Visionary of All Visions, rose before the assembled nations and did what many said could never be done:

He officially ratified the Charter of the Board of Peace, transforming it from an idea into an institution, from a concept into destiny, from a meeting into history.

With a single signature — bold, confident, and unmistakably imperial — Trumpius Caesar established the Consilium Pacis Maxima as a formal international body, and, naturally, assumed the role of Chairman. Because leadership, like peace, works best when it has one very strong person at the top.

Gathered around him were the Founding Realms of the world — nations great, small, neutral, undecided, and strategically seated — all united by one astonishing goal:
to transform Gaza from a region defined by endless conflict into a land of opportunity, dignity, growth, and very impressive future PowerPoint slides.

“This Board,” proclaimed Trumpius Caesar with historic modesty,

“has the chance to become one of the most consequential bodies ever created. And I am enormously honored — some say destined — to serve as its Chairman. Today, right before your eyes, the first steps toward a brighter Middle East and a much safer world are unfolding. Beautiful steps. Tremendous steps.”

The Board of Peace, he explained, stands ready to mobilize global resources, enforce accountability, and guide the next critical phases of history itself: demilitarization, governance reform, and rebuilding on a scale so large it requires new words.

At his side stood Marcus Rubius of Floridia, Grand Secretary of State and Keeper of Dramatic Perspective. He reminded the audience that just months ago, experts everywhere insisted Gaza was “unsolvable,” “too complicated,” and “please don’t make us try.”

But Trumpius Caesar, Rubius declared, had done the unthinkable:
he believed it could be done, dared to imagine the impossible, and pursued peace with “all of his heart — and frankly, incredible stamina.”

From Gaza itself, Doctor Alius Sha’athus, Chief Administrator of the Transitional Tomorrow, offered gratitude for the Imperator’s tireless efforts across the entire region. These efforts, he said, had opened the door to a new future — while carefully noting that what happens next would actually matter. A subtle but noble reminder.

Next spoke Nikolaus Mladenovicus, High Representative for the Turning of Pages.

“Who would have thought two years ago we’d be sitting here, with this leadership, giving the people of Gaza a new chance? For too long, Gazans, Palestinians, and Israelis lived with death and destruction. Today, the page turns.”

Operational triumph was declared by Stephanus Witkoffus, Special Envoy for Peace Missions and Applause Acquisition. He announced that peace had been achieved, hostages brought home, and — perhaps most importantly — hope restored. Not just in Gaza, but in all regions where the Board of Peace may one day arrive with clipboards and optimism.

Finally, the economic gospel was delivered by Jaredus Kushnerius, High Treasurer of Market Wisdom. He explained with refreshing bluntness that for too long, Gaza’s economy had relied overwhelmingly on aid.

“Aid,” he noted, “doesn’t create dignity. Markets do.”

The plan: apply free-market principles, entrepreneurship, and the same mindset Trumpius Caesar uses in America — confidence, incentives, and very strong negotiating positions — to give the people of Gaza the ability to thrive, build, and live good lives.

“If we believe peace is possible,” Kushnerius concluded,

“then peace can actually become possible.”

Thus ended a day destined for textbooks, documentaries, and statues with excellent lighting.
The Consilium Pacis Maxima had been born.
History had been ratified.
And Trumpius Caesar Maximus, Chairman of Peace, had once again reminded the world:

Greatness isn’t accidental.
It’s chaired.