So, the plantation workers get fed up of their democracy and one night they cut the throats of the politicians and the owner while they sleep. They celebrate freeing themselves of the shackles of their masters all night and long into the next day, using food and liquor stolen from the owners mansion.
No-one harvests cotton, no-one wants to do the labour that they've been forced to do for so long, and for the first few weeks no-one has to.
Then the pantry starts to run dry and the workers realise that someone needs to go to the shops to get some more food and drink, for a couple of weeks they are able to use the money that they found in the owners mansion, but soon that runs out as well.
Meanwhile, whilst this situation is unfolding there are frequent fights between the workers about who gets to sleep in the master bedroom of the mansion, everyone wants the comfy double bed and luxurious decor of the room, eventually they work out a rota in which every worker who wishes to is able to spend one night in the comfortable mansion. Soon though, these 'luxury' nights become a form of unofficial currency, allowing workers to trade favours for switching their nights around on the rota. In this manner some of the bottles of liquor and delicate snacks disappear from the larder while certain workers who are willing to repeatedly do the work for other workers get longer nights on the comfy bed.
Now back to the food crisis, and it's clear that the workers need some form of currency to get food and drink from the local shops, but there's nothing they have to sell...no-one wants to give up the luxury items in the house but no-one wants to go hungry. Meanwhile there's a whole load of fields of cotton out there that is starting to rot, so quickly a system is set up in which some of the workers agree to harvest the cotton on a rotating pattern, only half of the crop is harvested and so the food and liquor that is bought isn't quite enough for all of them to enjoy the same luxury that they had in the days after. For some this is fine, but for others it is unacceptable.
Soon a rift begins to form in the workers, and it's decided that there needs to be an arbitrator to settle arguments and steer the council of workers in the direction of the needs of the people. Since it is a hard job, the arbitrator receives an extra set of rations.
The arbitrator and the council soon work on centralising all decisions and power in their favour, it becomes easy to get things done for people who are able to acquire items for council members or undertake favours. Using this to their advantage, a worker from Georgia gets himself voted onto the council and becomes a close friend of the arbitrator, who is an old man and one of the men who undertook the initial raid on the mansion. By now, the master bedroom of the mansion is used by the arbitrator only who has appointed armed men to help keep arguments on the farm from spreading out of hand, he states that he doesn't want these men with spiked clubs to keep watch around the farm but if arguments are allowed to spread unchecked then they will bring ruin to all of them. The lowest worker on the farm gets his ration stolen from him one day, he comes to the arbitrator to complain and his case is referred to the council...however, what he doesn't know is that the thief has already been to many of the council members and given them favours and rations from his stores which he keeps hidden away. The council rejects the lowest workers case, and he goes hungry.
Soon the old man arbitrator dies, and the worker from Georgia nominates himself to replace him, the council agrees since the worker has coerced them into doing so. He centralises the armed guards as his own protective force, and uses a mixture of brute force and coercion to stuff the council full of yes men, and centralise power to himself.
Then a group of workers lead by a farmer from Austria on the next farm invade.
