Havana Knights (of Thermals)

Portrait of world-adventure and American-continents (Xmas-time) magic for diamonds-and-forks.

Havana is the site of an eco-adventure of great bloody-gems superstitions for world diamonds-motions storyboards of the capitalism-defenses variety, drawn from varied media (e.g., Blood Diamond). 

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Havana is a place I wanted to see, since reading of the Revolution in college and the pursuit of a new post-Revolution Cuban schools agenda to create special folk-friendly garden-work young-kids program for organic-consciousness class. It's such an interesting place, and I went there for Xmas with a homemade toy-gun to be filled with HCL (for an eco-capitalism consumerism world-insurance 'legend' for conflict-zone gems smugglers roads extraction storytelling tied somehow with Argentine soybean exports to Europe/Africa). This was fantastic for post-9/11 Earth capitalism insider-game of cool cyber-commentary (for the Ego!).

I entered the bank claiming to be an ascetic seeking a toy-company venture and wanted media photos of the bank box area where I proceeded to use my toy-acid gun to burn a hole into the Ion-storage of (rumored/insured) 'blood-diamonds' for a swap with glass-animal toys that Baron Ion would be tied with for world-eco insurance game adjectives for Havana's Xmas-diamonds consumerism fancy-leviathan worth its weight in Euro/African shears (Facebook-like!).

The Cuban musicians and merchants for whom I cheered special tuna-dishes and potatoes that Xmas, costumed as an eco-artist for world-diamonds story-writers would call me a special 'Earth-doll' for diamond woes of the warlord-variety, but they sensed I respected Cuban consumerism, street-fare, politics history depth/troubles, and of course tuna (Selfie-like).

BANK MANAGER: We thought this was some Ion-insider insurance circus.

INTERVIEW: Interpol-relation, for African smugglers roads, to Euro-banks?

BANK MANAGER: Xmas-consumerism may make for Earth-IQ in capitalism!

INTERVIEW: Aha, Havana-knights (Facebook-like).

DARLYIN: Your tuna rocks.

ME: Thanx, darling.

DARLYN: Take me to Brussels.

ME: How about Newfoundland, darling?

DARLYIN: You're good at Latin-dancing.

ME: Dartmouth (taught).

DARLYN: Facebook-like.

"My father became the first Cuban Mayor of Miami in 1985 when I was eight years old, so I got to see up close someone who immigrated to the U.S., was raised and educated up north, and then came down to Miami and struggled to get elected. It wasn't easy for him because he wasn't well known and there had never been a Cuban Mayor in Miami" (Francis X. Suarez).

DARLYN: I wonder what Robin Hood would make of modern Earth/gems!

ME: Well, he'd think it's more of a James Bond universe, ha.

DARLYN: Let's get married...you can make me Cuban tuna in Brussels.

ME: Newfoundland (ok).

I didn't marry Darlyn; but before I departed for Brussels, I gifted her a special jewelry-piece which I hoped would remind her why I found great superstition/magic in Cuban tuna, Xmas, and of course, (American) spaceships...for the Ego!

"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)