The Island of Mr. Satan: Thief/Belfast-Lady

A Story by Abishai100

Narrated (fictional) portrait of the helmets/cleats of a recruit 'worldly' thief for eco-capitalism end zones in the UK.

An epic about the IRA and eco-capitalism, inspired loosely by Blood Diamond (Leo DiCaprio).

DISCLAIMER: This work of politics-drama/fiction offers no ties to any representative person(s)/body (e.g., Black and Tans) and is cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social art (for 'open' criticisms).

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I found myself tied to the truck-transport destruction in Northern Ireland (United Kingdom) and part of the headlines of anonymous intercept of rumored blood-diamonds' from Africa extracted by Euro-investors for warlord-zone mined/controlled profiteer black markets (convenience/insurance) post heist of a Belfast-bank box (Ion-co.) holding insured blood-diamonds for corruption of UK-street commerce image vital for Catholic-Protestant capitalism photo-synthesis catering to enhanced inter-religious consumerism languages for peace/journals. My name's Mr. Amlan Satan (Selfie-like).

I'm Ivy-educated and eco-capitalist by interest and learned of the world blood-diamond anathema of the post-9/11 Earth of incomplete-distances readings for commerce linked social-net activity for transit/exchanges/hospitality news for media and capitalism-life. I learned of blood-diamonds smugglers hands dipping into Chicago and Belfast (USA/UK) and was recruited by an IRA group devoted to some street-vigilante 'like' conflict-zone gem smugglers route excisions for integrity-improvements in UK (Northern Ireland) assets/treasures collections. I felt like Peter Pan himself.

I'm from Algiers originally and settled into Boston (New England) and then moved to Chicago, where I made a Windy box-heist/swap of smuggled blood-diamonds (Ion-co.) with eco-message glass-animal toys, using my street-theater eco-capitalism 'act' toy water-gun filled with acid after leaving an insurance note with the escorting guardsman (Leo) who thought I was part of some insider-game (for bank-box securities media-photo presentation for eco-capitalism fare) reading, "Halloween theater for eco-capitalism insurance rumor and Chicago street-treasures motions internal examinations for (prepaid) contesting of Ion's special social media diamond fashions for Super Bowl ads."

IRA: We'd like you to read this, given your interest in India, Algeria, Ireland (colonialism) for eco.

ME: Thanx for the vote; you simply needed a 'good' thief, eh?

IRA: We read your eco-capitalism blogs and connected the dots...that you're that Windy Peter-Pan!

ME: You guessed right, and I wouldn't refuse...for Catholic-Protestant books/capitalism life.

IRA: You're a Catholic.

ME: Not Irish, though (Algerian/American).

IRA: Languages for consumerism and books need to flower, no?

ME: Without doubt (thanx!).

BELFAST INN HOUSEKEEPER/COOK (Ms. Shelbye O'Hara): I made you this zesty Irish curry stew, Satan.

ME: Thanx, Ms. O'Hara.

SHELBYE: What's this bank-heist (eco-capitalism) maneuver for Halloween?

ME: To mimic something I performed in Chicago/America (same costume for eco-theater).

SHELBYE: I'm your mock/prepped hostage, seeking a new bank account for toy-store venture?

ME: We fly to Brussels to orchestrate an (actual) toylands base/image!

SHELBYE: Leviathan; diner-food for diamonds of James Bond type hellmouths, no?
ME: Without doubt, Ms. O'Hara...consumerism has a new necessarily silver face/spoon.

SHELBYE: Alright (leviathan).

BANK MANAGER: This guy was some Chicago act/eco/insider-game 'copycat' with a customer-hostage.

INTERPOL: Insider-game for Ion's rivals for eco-insurance street-gossip and rumored smuggling?

BANK MANAGER: May we stay-out of (UK) capitalism laundry-chat for gossip (Catholics/Protestants)?

INTERPOL: Of course...good for legends/maps (fine).

The gun I used was a beautiful toy-piece, inserted with a thin-glass tube in the shooting-piston/tube and filled HCL, and was used for the bank (Belfast) box-burn. I left an insurance note with the escorting manager and Shelbye stayed-behind to reveal her fear of opening an account there suddenly. The note read, "Chicago's mirror-pare for Ion's world-acts of rumored blood-diamond 'insurance' game for post-9/11 era world-traffic/commerce street media axes (for the journals)."

SHELBYE: We're to Brussels, then?

ME: Call me Bond...James Bond (sure).

SHELBYE: You're such a policeman (or Peter Pan!).

ME: Hey, I was merely a recruited world-eco 'thief' of hearts/diamonds (blood-diamonds).

SHELBYE: Bad world.

ME: Selfie-like.

I moved back to the States and settled into a Homeland-Jersey suburbia-prototype small town/house (Echelon) where readings of the works of Edward Abbey and Adam Smith would (finely) remind me why mod-work with varied 'heads' and 'helmets' like IRA commerce-superstitions with Black-and-Tans (ex-vet/convict recruits for a stern British-Protestant majority population punishment/controls 'force') shops-colors for eco-capitalism pronounced real estate value 'arts' for what's become an Earth adjective for diamond-bureaucracy. This was hopefully Facebook-like...and I'd never forget my Belfast-Lady (Ms. O'Hara!).