Saint Patrick's Day Defense(s)

Narrated 'claim' of a pronounced eco-terrorist who believes she's been 'moved' by New England Saint Patricks' Day 'wire' for the Ego.

Fictional portrait of the media-culture dowry 'relevance' of Saint Patrick's Day, which is celebrated in multiple places of the cool Earth. 

DISCLAIMER: This work of creative fiction offers no ties to any person(s)/body and all images/references used herein comprise a purely 'personal' expression of social arts (for 'open' views). 

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My name's Asya. This is my time-capsule journal-write about my attempt to create a special Western (American Homeland) infiltrations-strike at a Boylston-street thoroughfare motion on Saint Patrick's Day, the annual March-IQ commemoration of the feast of Saint Patrick, the patron-saint of the Irish, which had become a Western/American Earthling 'expression' for pronouncements in Irish-culture/language/drink for the social media 'imagery' of customs-exchange linked mod-civilization bread/fruit for contemplation of the leviathan --- helmets for distances in net-language for culture-contact views. I'm a terrorist.

Well, when I landed in Boston-town and began my 'examination' crusade, determined to create black-smoke Earth signals for a pronounced critique of Western (American Homeland) management of eco-capitalism 'matter' and traffic/transit/tourism relevance for weight and density in social media, I found myself eerily becoming persuaded/charmed/romanced/inebriated by the colors and shamrocks and leprechauns and gold-pots of the clover-field expressions of the pronounced Irish 'occasion' that's brought simply shiny colored glass for renderings in culture's (special) dodecahedrons (for the Ego!).

However charmed, I remained determined to create the black-smoke for Town-legends/maps when I encountered a calendar-media darling-duo, a sports-writer and his North American cyber-sports fanfare model lady who reminded me, in Boston (New England), why Saint Patrick's Day had successfully delivered (special) 'dodecahedrons' bread/fruit for the Ego. This was some citizenry-thoroughfare transit/tourism exchange 'image' for Earthling distances to media-culture 'dowry' (Selfie-like!). Was I suddenly somehow 'softened' by Saint Patrick's Day social media (Facebook-like)?

I passed-over Boylston-St. (Boston-town) and returned to my area/pocket of the Blue-Planet, forsaking my own terrorist 'agenda' and deciding to write this time-capsule. Negotiations in world-exchange for value/policy is anything but simplified in many-a 'matter' for distances and customs-handshakes, but my departure from New England, and terrorism altogether (for eco-capitalism 'leviathan'), ingrained in me a newfound bread/fruit for why social media had become a 21st-Century Earth 'pidgin' for those incomplete-distances readings to the fares of end zones (for all).

"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)