Snakes on Victory

Two great opposing 'characters' of the Western world (American Homeland) make fencing-language for culture-negotiation of troubles/arms for the 'cleats' of everyday policework.

A world good/evil tale. Happy Summer, 

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"Friends, the great vigilante of American petrol and snacks culture (consumerism) defenses, the Shadow (Mr. Amlan Satan, Slovak-Algerian Catholic immigrant/citizen of the awesome Homeland), was now dealing with a special/dark cyber-ring superstitiously weird gossip language concerning sightings of a deformed and sinister 'Smoke' being of terrorism visage, for our Selfie/Facebook age of lifestyle linked confidence (for everyday fortune/conversations)."

"Friends, according to reports/witnesses in places in the American Homeland as varied as Jersey and Boston-town, this 'Smoke' character of great elusive shape and motion(s), was vandalizing major buildings and planting smoke-bombs in city-parks with flyer-drawings of figures/objects meant to slander capitalism iconography (e.g., World Trade Center), which made our protagonist 'prince' hero of this dark faerie-tale, the Shadow (Mr. Amlan Satan) fearful and moved to don a ninja-like costume and aura to prowl around for some cyber-language antidote-medicine to such Earth realm Hell (for the Ego!)."

SHADOW: I've found you at last, Smoke(?)...in this hallowed ground of the States (ha).

SMOKE: You're a naive fool and idealist of the cliched rubric, Shadow-idiot (ha).

SHADOW: I'm the great American ninja for things of democracy fencing.

SMOKE: Any good at fencing (Olympics-fanfare, etc.)?

SHADOW: I used to try fencing in college (Ivy-League stuff).

SMOKE: France competes dashingly at Olympics fencing (Summer Games).

SHADOW: Is this a challenge, terrorist?

SMOKE: Here's the deal...fence against me...debate online...for NYC-jars, Shadow-idiot.

SHADOW: Super-deal (for leviathan/uncertainty).

"Friends, would you believe our protagonist hero of this dark faerie-tale, the Shadow (Mr. Amlan Satan) made equal-strike against the fencing-brilliance skills/maneuvers of the villainous Smoke on a secret ground right outside NYC in the Summer-'25 season of incomplete-arts of antiterrorism language representation? Smoke was quite skilled, but Shadow managed to keep him warded-off before making a 'cool' final-strike with his thin-sword right at his chest, forcing the terrorist to lunge back, crouch-down, and concede (honorably) downs for resolution. What proceeded now was a debate-mechanics gears worth its weight in Heaven/Hell. Follow along, Facebook-like (for the gods)."

SMOKE: I relentlessly-argue you're a cliched idealist, Shadow-man.

SHADOW: I retort you're simply a nihilist requiring shield-retort(s), Smoke-man.

SMOKE: I make 'wage' here you're a child-like fan of (American) doughnuts, Shadow-man.

SHADOW: I make retort language now that your apathy for snacks is Jabberwocky (ha).

SMOKE: Equal onside (farewell).

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)