Churchill-Downs: An American Text

A team of inventive Americans seek a special laurel at Churchill Downs linked to evil Baron Goldfinger's empire of insurance examinations.

A nod to American defenses in fortune-ideology inspired by Brewster's Millions (John Candy). 

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Amlan/Ezzy/Raki had finished up their work at Dartmouth for a special blood-diamond report tied with Interpol-relation and prepared for their trip to Kentucky for the annual American tradition of the Churchill-Downs race of horse-excellence and were championing the potentially shocking breakout horse (Arklow) who just might become a million-dollar national beauty, and no one doubted it (hmm).

AMLAN: I've been tracking this horse for 1 year to this Derby-race in Kentucky, and I think a blood-diamond baron wagers it.

EZZY: Let's see if we'd make some offbeat social-media stir regarding Baron Goldfinger wagering Arklow's Facebook-lore now!
RAKI: Great notion; I'll try to cajole his Gargoyles at Churchill-Downs to make an inventive social-media fanbase (Arklow).

BARON GOLDFINGER: Keep eye on that trio of Ivy-investors (Arklow) and we'll secure Derby-media for cinema-money for IQ.

GARGOYLE: Sounds like a good plan, bad baron; maybe one of this trio (Amlan/Ezzy/Raki) has some blood-diamond chess-IQ.

BARON GOLDFINGER: See if you can corner the 'captain' of the pack (Amlan Satan); I thinks he's the eye for Arklow-celebrity.

Well, Arklow won his micro-race at Churchill-Downs that May season, stamping Amlan's hypothesis that Baron Goldfinger fixed his eyes on the potential million-dollar American Beauty as a social-media flowery-tale, and other investors were preparing a rather illustrious postage for that Derby-event in the United States for a modern capitalism-chess ideation on what made cinema-culture in the post-9/11 era the 'chance' to make competition/fortune a certain 'Homeland' securities expression for inventive/wrought fat-cat profiteerism (wow).

EZZY: We got you this special lunch-box of world-fare representative egg-curry delight to toast the Arklow triumph, Baron.

GOLDFINGER: You've got a special 'dressing' for Churchill-Downs American excellence, darling Ezzy; I wonder where is Amlan!

EZZY: He's wandering around with Raki boosting social-media chatter on the grounds/field for Arklow-investment profiling.

GOLDFINGER: Why don't you stay here with me until Amlan/Raki complete their investment cyber-rounds in the arena now.

EZZY: Awesome (thanks).

Amlan/Raki were meanwhile busy confounding the tracking of Goldfinger's Gargoyles who'd been assigned to stalk Amlan specifically who was busy working some field-investor rounds on the Derby-grounds following the Arklow win. Afterwards, Amlan/Raki made iPhone cyber-posts about Arklow-investments from Churchill Downs tied to some pretty beautiful investment recirculation chess-strategy, usurping the deed of Goldfinger and his agenda to stamp postage on the Derby with his already-dark empire of blood-diamond insurance corruption hellmouth (ha).

GOLDFINGER: Where the hell is your friend Amlan, Ezzy?
EZZY: Let's just wait here (patiently) good baron; for I think he's busy with Raki boosting your Arklow dominion (now).

GOLDFINGER: Alright; all this leprechaun-imagination requires serious American superstition governance, no?
EZZY: That's right; maybe Amlan's busy talking the street-chess talk you'll need for future gem-investment with Arklow-media.

GOLDFINGER: Indeed (yes).

Amlan/Ezzy/Raki made-off with the right-stuff to usurp Goldfinger's pinch on Churchill Downs flowery, and their championed American Beauty (Arklow) would go onto becoming that million-dollar trophy-spirit that many anticipated would happen. After this micro-celebrity achievement, Amlan decided to write a short-story about capitalism-fortune superstition in the post-9/11 era, a Pulitzer-worthy tale (appropriately) titled The Horse Deeds.

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)