The Tourist: Detritus

Trekker in the East learns of the value of Western securities and social media 'experience' in a new-century of troubles of terrorism and fortune-ditches for Earthling story-know.

A tourism/terrorism jitters fiction for your Autumn-'25 Wednesday afternoon. Thanks so much for reading (Happy Halloween, all) 

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"I had found good-read to trek to Kashmir after moving West from Asia and thought about my personal culture-roots and that 'troubles' reading of Hindu-Muslim territory claims of conflict in a 21st-Century of network woes confounding capitalism utilitarianism (e.g., 9/11, Russian invasion of Ukraine). When I got to Kashmir as a simple/happy tourist, in winter head gear covering my face/ID and freeing me to use my photo-camera 'toy' (liberally!) to take-in images of things of a tourist-cleat, I didn't anticipate any form for social media Hell (Selfie-like!)."

TERRORIST: We keep you hostage in this motel while you watch us play, prince.

ME: You and your lady-friend, sir, seem masked with 'agenda' for Kashmir-Hell!

TERRORIST: You watch while I use your password-entered forum to blog Hell.

ME: Well, I concede I'm stuck-in-snow here in Kashmir, watching you and the lady.

TERRORIST: My lady and I shall dance and make-love and drink wine post-work.

ME: I feel like a hapless witness...not even a tourist...you're in-command, sir.

TERRORIST: Damn-right (Selfie-like!).

"I was now completely under-siege and incompletely-Selfie aware of liberty chance in this snow-land Kashmir motel I thought to call 'hostel-haven' for my photo-arts project as a simple/happy masked-and-geared tourist-trekker re-seeking my Asian roots from boyhood years/cheers (damn!). As the man-terrorist of Hindu or Muslim 'agenda' (uncategorized) proceeded to use my laptop and cyber-forum password/account to say weirdo-things about 9/11, I watched helplessly; and I felt even more helpless while the man and his 'lady-friend' (masked too!) drank wine, reveled, and made-love, in my motel-room, while I watched like a 'know-no Earthling witness' tied up on the ground in a simple sitting-position...remembering days of simple/happy photo-synthesis arts for creative records."

FANZINE: Why this post-trauma story-write about chemical warfare, friend?
ME: I had miraculously escapes from the Lake of Fire (in Asia!).

FANZINE: You were thinking-back to 'troubles' of land dominion claims in flux.

ME: Chemical warfare is a new Earth-sign for things of bad-motion for art, ok.

FANZINE: Why did the two terrorists who kept you in-jail depart without murder?

ME: They were (simply/happily) satisfied...perhaps marking me as a smile-artist.

FANZINE: That's what you've become, here in the American Homeland, for us now.

ME: Facebook-like (for Heaven/Hell).

"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)