Eco-Thousands: American Anarchist

Fanfiction of the '91 Kathryn Bigelow beach/bank 'IQ' adventure about (eco) inventions in Earthling fortune-distances for leviathan/questions concerning incomplete hyperbole.

A fun Sunday-AM Point Break (Kathryn Bigelow) epic adaptation (or fanfiction!). Hope you like, 

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I'm no James Bond. My name's Amlan Satan, and I had a view for a Selfie-superstition comment for Western bank (American Cali Homeland) line concerning eco-terrorism and diamonds-insurance gossip for Facebook (for leviathan/uncertainty).

BANK MANAGER: This guy walked in as a Michael Myers copycat on Halloween.

INTERVIEW: He had a street-theater eco-performance prop water-rifle, man?

BANK MANAGER: Filled it with restroom-made acid.

INTERVIEW: Made an (Ion-co.) bank-box burn and swap with glass-animals?

BANK MANAGER: Left insurance note with guardsman about prepaid themes.

INTERVIEW: Facebook-like (good).

GIRLFRIEND: Thanx.

ME: Edward Abbey fan is all...and I love this coast/beach (Pacific).

GIRLFRIEND: Those were blood-diamonds, right?
ME: That's the rumor (now).

GIRLFRIEND: Interpol-relation?

ME: I hope so (for the Ego).

My girlfriend (Yale) wanted me to know that she was proud of me, as she'd been a fan of Robin Hood image, and I rather thought of myself as a neo-classic highwayman and fan of movies like Plunkett and Macleane (wow). Was this a point-break for Earthling eco-chandeliers for a 'conscious' very-special field goal signaling some phonics (American) politics for antiterrorism mechanics (Facebook-like)?

LEO (Guardsman): Me thinks it's a Pacific/Western case for hyperbole, friend.
INTERVIEW: Good for eco-legalese, surely!

LEO (Guardsman): We thought he wanted some Ion-co. statement for terrorists.

INTERVIEW: Crawled out the bank-restroom window where he made gun-acid.

LEO (Guardsman): Ordered me to stay in the vault and hold the left-note.

INTERVIEW: Covered the security-camera with bubble-wrap while you danced?

LEO (Guardsman): Good for Ion's Cali theater (art?).

INTERVIEW: Facebook-like (good).

INTERPOL: "Blood-diamonds corruption makes 'rogue' piracy ad-soldiers."

Well, I got myself and Yale a great shrimp taco in La Jolla (shoppers/tourist region) post-deed (Halloween Day) and knew this 'deed' would be counted in the annals of Cali-lore for eco-languages, but I also knew the newly-assigned policewoman/detective (Charlie), a transfer from the East (somewhere) would wonder if it was Ion-prepaid eco-dodecahedrons for gossip or vigilante/daring for criminal procedure(s) jargon (damn). SoCal is so Babylon, no?

YALE: California Pizza Kitchen for Thanksgiving, honey.

ME: I know Charlie's sniffing us, darling.

YALE: Let's to that Brussels waffle-house venture for retirement (then).

ME: Good for TrumpUSA (no-philosophy).

Would you guess I was a huge fan of Heaven Can Wait (Warren Beatty), that Western bank 'reading' of immortality and fate-detour for Earthling charm and sportsmanship ghost-magic for yearned or rerouted American Dreams? I wanted Yale and I to reach Brussels post-deed of that Halloween-Day Pacific banks eco-vigilante theater-act for maps. I wanted to enjoy such a film with her on Netflix or Peacock, retired as a Selfie-age reader of this very-bad matrix (ok).

OFFICER CHARLIE: I don't buy this Ion-co. eco-theater prepaid point-break, sir!
POLICE CHIEF: We don't want a West parallel to 9/11 like the '92 Riots, Charlie.

OFFICER CHARLIE: Maybe this theater-man for Halloween was a Purge fan, sir?

POLICE CHIEF: Well, Baron Ion's got newfound SoCal eco-gossip prestige for IQ.

OFFICER CHARLIE: When I'm through, it's all Pacific/banks Zale, sir (cool).

So, that's the (whole) tale. It was point-break for my eco-consciousness 'deed' of Robin Hood 'ghost-magic' for SoCal lore and insurance-gossip for prestige; tying up smugglers-roads stretching from conflict/warlord zones of gem-mining in African shores, to clean-up something in American Homeland consumerism (image!) in this post-9/11 era Earth of commerce/infrastructures securities storytelling for the 'vanity' of capitalism's arms (damn).

YALE: You'll be haunted every Halloween Eve by the ghost of Michael Myers, oh!

ME: Don't make joke; this Belgian waffle-richness is just what is doc-friendly.

YALE: What will you recount (best) about point-break (bloody gems)?

ME: Escape from Charlie, my-lady (sure).

YALE: At least you're not an academic stranger, Mr. Robin Hood.

ME: "Bond...call me 'James Bond'."

YALE: Good for Mad Magazine (Target-ad chatter).

"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)