In here, we have:

>an incompetent and self-absorbed police force that stalks children in rural roads at night
>a useless parliament that can do nothing more than write a strongly worded letter whenever the royal family does something catastrophic
>local corporations plaster our historic cities with advertisements, and gut the buildings previously resided in by acclaimed writers and heroes and artists for their brash wretched stores
>foreign corporations, specifically Kantonian ones, managed to control our own national pastime, and handpicks the biggest shills and Kantoboos as their champions and gym leaders
>a world ending apocalypse has been started twice in a very short amount of time
>the only tropical climate in the region exist in a huge island, a place ripe for settlements and agriculture and tourism, is entirely and privately owned by a former champion for his glorified afterschool karate club

And last, but not least, there are Pokephiles campaigning for their abuse to be regarded as “equal rights”. Despite the numerous kidnapping of humanoid pokemon from trainers and the wild, as well as unethical breeding farms to satisfy the demands of all the Pokephiles crawling out of their slimy closets, the police do fuck all about it. Next thing you know, perverts from Kalos and Sinnoh will flock here, and that will cause even more problems. What an awful place to consider home.