Dead Presidents: Rice Eclipse*

Will a diamond-theater for a 'veteran' offer chess-excellence for a Republican Jersey Inquirer?

A tale of Homeland 'living' politics and paranoia/superstition, inspired loosely from the culture/clan political experience fear themes from Dead Presidents (Hughes Bros.). Thanks for reading! 

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Amlan Satan returned from the post-9/11 war in the Middle East and learned of new age blood-diamond smuggling in his beloved Jersey-town area and started making 'pirate' Selfie commentary regarding gem-insurance for capitalism-integrity and confidence for modern consumerism globalism rhetoric/storytelling (wow).

He moved from Algeria, where he'd develop a special 'love' of Cossack-comics/lore depicting wonder-valor in times and exercise of great migration or human race wanderings reflecting Earth-prince history intrigue/consciousness and applied the 'acquired' literary 'angst' imagination for post-Orwellian writing to cast his post-war cyber-journal reports/commentary regarding citizenry-mobilization 'fantasy' for capitalism politics defense/cinema (hmm).

Amlan Satan was something of a modern liberal, a neo-classical Ivy-grad with a great 'taste' for the street-aesthetic of mobilized grassroots inventive democracy rhetoric/commentary and hoped his post-war exercise for American Jersey Republicanism would create a 'living' drama concerning the actual 'residents' of capitalist-theory (wow).

He walked into the Jersey bank and swapped Baron Goldfinger's blood-diamonds with glass-beads in a safe-box acid-gun theater-stunt (masked!) claiming Interpol-relation for 'prepaid-insurance' press-antics for an 'examination' of capitalism-securities maintenance. The gems were insured of course, and Satan made-off with what would seem like an 'undercover' operation of gem-insurance press-hype (prepaid/insured) personality, and it became a hit with modern 'musicians' on social-media, claiming they found James Bond!

GIRLFRIEND: You got me this diamond-bracelet, but I 'suspect' the gem-quality/origin(s).

SATAN: You should always harbor doubt (with me), darling; but they're from the Jersey-Factory (ha).

GIRLFRIEND: You've been a 'stranger' visage since returning from war, honey.

SATAN: I'll find the blueprint for our American Dream, in this life, Shelbye.

GIRLFRIEND: Alright!

Sure, the post-9/11 era of American Homeland piracy/terrorism woes could frustrate any 'idealistic' post-war citizen, especially a neo-liberal Algerian-American US-citizen with an Ivy-degree (Dartmouth), honed for antiterrorism 'arts' and storytelling (haha).

GIRLFRIEND: I've just assembled a collage of my cyber-modeling work for your new capitalism cyber-fanzine, Dartmouth.

SATAN: Excellence; I'll make you the 'Aphrodite' of Jersey-Capitalism, Shelbye.

While performing the blood-diamond substitution(s) at the Jersey-Bank, our protagonist 'James Bond' character (Amlan Satan) also swapped a valued Mortal Kombat warrior-princess avatar-sketch in Goldfinger's vault with a replica made the night-before by a guardsman-friend who worked there and knew Amlan from childhood and (ironically) had become an 'avid-fan' of video-game media/markets tied to diamonds/sales (hmm).

GOLDFINGER: That 'James Bond Satan' rascal used a bus-passenger 'veil' to achieve this gem-art examination (for insurance!) in my Jersey Republican state of transit (damn).

The true irony was that when he was a young teen, Prince Satan 'dreamed' of working at a major bank as a patriot-citizen of the Capitalism Republic, never dreaming his antipiracy/antiterrorism 'angst' and blood-diamond terrorism-financing education would draw out of him a more 'vigilante' like sensibility rather than that of a working/sane professional! However, this had become the 'color' of American --- institutionalism claustrophobia (wow).

BANK MANAGER: This man was a 'rice' farmer or library-intellectual and I think a war-veteran and it seems this 'stunt' offers views into diamond-insurance and the art of securities (Jersey-Homeland).

INTERPOL: Blood-diamond corruption today threatens the world-gem exchange and makes 'rogue' terrorism-finance woe(s).

Today, Amlan and his girlfriend live in Canada, and he's purchased a diamond-gun with his 'Interpol-relation commission' for his work with Goldfinger-media in Jersey/USA and is considered in the streets (suddenly) to be a 'veteran' of definition.

GIRLFRIEND: I got you that Ellison book you read with fervor, Dartmouth.

SATAN: Excellence; my ultimate work on politics/fortune and paranoia, Shelbye.

GIRLFRIEND: Stay cool.

SATAN: With you!

Older-and-wiser now, Amlan Satan wondered what his life would've 'become' had he completely failed in this act/deed of fortune and art insurance examination for unreported baron-investment complication(s). He'd wonder (too) if social-media 'personality' for capitalism-rhetoric/securities offered the post-9/11 era Homeland of the Western-world a 'fun' sense of imagined vigilantism/democracy (hmm).

GIRLFRIEND: I got a horror-cinema figurine-doll as inspiration/muse.

SATAN: Very nice, darling; we'll put the days of misfortune-superstition in the past (then!).

GIRLFRIEND: All those insurance action assets/cash-bills, with 'Dead-Presidents' on them, remind me of the fear of being human, Dartmouth.

SATAN: You're right; but your doll will whisper, "Dream of Tandy."

"Capitalism is the astounding belief that the most wickedest of men will do the most wickedest of things for the greatest good of everyone" (John Maynard Keynes).

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)