A Dark Team

A Story by Abishai100

Narrated 'diorama' of UK eco-capitalism 'superstition' for claims of pronounced 'surreal' vigilantism-theater for a rendered distance-image of Western dodecahedrons.

A (fictional) yarn about UK-capitalism/superstitions.

DISCLAIMER: This work of politics-fiction offers no ties to any representative person(s)/body (e.g., Edward Abbey) and all images/references used herein therefore comprise a purely 'personal' expression for social arts (for 'open' views).

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My name's Amlan Satan, and I'm part of a special unit in the West known as the Foreign Irish Republican Army, composed of special folks who're all Catholic sympathizers of the plight of the Irish-Catholic minority population living alongside a British-Protestant majority population (descended from generations of colonialists/settlers) in mainland/partitioned (Catholic) Ireland, in a United Kingdom territory simply called Northern Ireland, where conflicts between Catholic rebel-groups (e.g., Real IRA), often criminalized, and Protestant 'street-defenders' groups, sometimes uniformed by the Parliament (e.g., UVF, Black-and-Tans) destabilized commerce 'bridge' games to inter-religious coexistence for sportsmanship and poverty-address (for the Ego). The Foreign Irish Republican Army is devoted to eco-capitalism matters, with vigilantism-masks, for 'merry-men' bank/store/truck swaps of (rumored-insured) conflict-zone gems ('blood-diamonds') from African shores with glass-animal toys. The Foreign Irish Republican Army has a cyber base-station in the American Homeland, a special social-house (building!) called the Gate. Follow along, friends!

The big deal with our cause concerns the dilemma of threats for capitalism stabilizations in the West as the West negotiates its governance arms for world-trade 'IQ' for Israel-Palestine consumerism (e.g., petrol, OPEC) and hence requires us incomplete-distances readings for the 'matter' of social media culture 'friendly' street-activity representations of everyday Earthling 'end-zones' of troubles and dark commerce gaps for cinema/storytelling!

READER: Is this 'Foreign' group some kind of Robin Hood agenda, friend?

ME: Surely is; we feel like we're 'faeries' of the forest for an eco-game (wow).

READER: Catholics but not necessarily Irish, friend?

ME: We're simply advocates of Edward Abbey and Greenpeace.

READER: Fan of that Leo-film (Blood Diamond), friend?

ME: Surely so; any Earth-minerals circulations 'woe' image is a UK-bank, no?

READER: Aha, Western distances (for the Ego!).

ME: Selfie-like (thanx/farewell).

As a co-captain of the Foreign Irish Republican Army, I found myself happily versed in 'folk' populism-IQ motions re-presented by writers like Frantz Fanon and Eamon de Valera, which instilled in me a special bureaucracy-arts 'image' for what makes street-culture, culture-exchange, commerce/life, and bureaucracy-languages a 'thing' of Earthling field goals (for class).