Moving Insurance*

A Story by Abishai100

Windy-City legend of a post-war (Afghan) Algerian-American 'idealist' whose vigilantism prompts this adaptation of the Hughes-Bros. gem about inventive social/human distances.

An adaptation of the 'worldly' sub-culture superstitions and post-war dialysis American Homeland 'folk' film Dead Presidents (Hughes Bros.). Thanks for reading,

DISCLAIMER: This work of fanfiction-adaptation offers no ties to the referenced work/film of inspiration and all images/references used herein comprise a purely 'personal' expression for creative social theater (for 'open' interpretation).

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MR. AMLAN SATAN: "Algerian/American; return from post-9/11 war; Hell-cure?"

PSYCHIATRIST: Seems you need some street-culture lifestyle reading for meds.

MR. AMLAN SATAN: "I feel like I'm war-scarred, too young, and seeking Hell."

PSYCHIATRIST: Your claim's vigilantism is some 9/11 angst-cure, Amlan?

MR. AMLAN SATAN: "I'm no fool; I've read Fanon (Dartmouth); I like dialysis."

PSYCHIATRIST: Good luck, Mr. Satan...you need it.

MR. AMLAN SATAN: "Facebook like?"

ENDYMION: I lord over the east-end of this Windy-City's insurance chess, pal.

SATAN (Amlan): Look, I need a social-media comment backup for vigilantism!

ENDYMION: You're post-war idealist; scarred; I fear cinema-gossip for fools.
SATAN (Amlan): I'm cool and politics-educated; versed in Kingdom-cinema.

ENDYMION: Facebook like?

DETECTIVE: He comes up in Coronavirus-mask/sunglasses on bike with toy.

ARMORED TRUCK DRIVER: He had this water-rifle filled with acid; burned box.

DETECTIVE: He swapped these (rumored/insured) blood-diamonds with toys.

ARMORED TRUCK DRIVER: Glass-animal figurines; some eco-capitalism hero?

DETECTIVE: Might be North American insider-game language for insurance.

ARMORED TRUCK DRIVER: I'm just hired to move gems to the bank from source.

DETECTIVE: Good...you need not worry about 'circle(s)' of toyland-direction!

ARMORED TRUCK DRIVER: Maybe Windy-City's due for books, detective?

DETECTIVE: Thanx (Facebook-like).

Mr. Amlan Satan achieved his post-war angst-deed of vigilantism-line and swapped the moving blood-diamonds (conflict-zone gems from Sierra Leone) with eco-message toys after burning the (Ion-company) Windy-City box in the truck and snatching the insured treasures for consumerism-commentary...perchance to escape the Selfie-commentary capitalism and commerce culture 'Hell' he explained (incompletely!) to his shrink. Was this Facebook like?

ESMERELDA (Girlfriend): You want me to read Frantz Fanon?
SATAN: Man, all this work with eco-capitalism language yields real IQ, lady.

ESMERELDA: What's the relation between foreign angst and eco-commerce?

SATAN: Conflict-gone minerals/treasure mining; rogue labor/finance; gov't.

ESMERELDA: Dead Presidents...the faces on (USD) notes, honey.

SATAN: We're off to Brussels...forgetting all armored trucks of the Devil, Ezzy.

ESMERELDA: Alright (thanx).

Was Mr. Satan (Amlan!) moved by his reading of 'wrought' political consciousness with this required (incomplete-lines!) reading of American Homeland (Windy-City) blood-diamond 'vigilantism' for social-media/Selfie-culture commentary (for consumerism)? Was he moved by Fanon...or simply scarred by home-return from post-9/11 era Afghan-wartime dialysis (for the Ego)? What do you think?

Living in the East End of Chicago is not simple, even if you're not a war-vet, returned-home prematurely/honorably post-injury (nothing debilitating); but perchance a lovely-lady nurse (like Esmerelda!) who made for choices to become Amlan's angel-of-counsel and ironically shared his retirement-view for Belgian waffles escapism...from eco-capitalism Hellmouth(s). That's Facebook-like.

Esmerelda ('Ezzy') loved her work-position at Chicago-Hope (hospital), and this Belgian 'move' was to be her final-choice for a life of marriage, and she chose a medical uniform for Belgian patients...and likely would draw-away Amlan Satan from too much post-war Fanonian-dialysis (for the Ego).