Blood-&-Dyer

A Story by Abishai100

Dramatization of the Ma Barker (in a modern setting) story and adapted from Roger Corman's representation of American Homeland fortune-Jabberwocky.

An historical (modern-set!) dramatization of the unusual/freakish American Depression roadways darkness tale of the real-life crime-caricaturized sons-queen Ma Barker and drawn from the 'Americana superstitions' imagery from the graphic and unforgettable Bloody Mama (Roger Corman), which I think you'll like,

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Let me tell you the unusual story of Lady Barker. Raised by an Algerian druglord-daddy in New England where she was raped by one of her dad's minions, the Lady fled from her home in her teens and resolved to recruit two Dickensian street-wanderers of modest youthful appearance who'd become her American Homeland roadways heist-pals for eco-capitalism veil during the 2009 Wall-St. mini-crash of great social media story-arts.

AMLAN: Ma, I swapped them rumored blood-diamonds with glass animals now.

LADY BARKER: You used that acid gun as theater prop again for insurance gossip?

AMLAN: Yep, and I left note with the guardsman to make Ion's eco-IQ rumor!

LADY BARKER: I guess you covered that security-camera with your bubble-wrap.

AMLAN: Yep, and I ordered the guardsman to dance during my acid-stunt!

LADY BARKER: Well, consider yourself Edward Abbey...son.

AMLAN: Thanx, Ma (Facebook-like?).

DAN: Ma, I took that armored truck of blood-diamonds for news-laughter now.

LADY BARKER: You're my other good son, Danny-boy (ha).

DAN: We're to Mardi-Gras for Selfie-adjectives for Super Bowl TV-ads now.

LADY: Blood diamonds are forever (Facebook-like).

'Ma' Barker took her borrowed mod-classic white-auto for focus and X-C speed with her 'convert' sons (wanderers become adopted!), Amlan and Dan, during that 2009 mini-crash on Wall-St. to make some dark readings of econ-crash hyperbole for eco-capitalism jargon that made invisible headlines, since most Americans of the Homeland were busy counting eggs for restorations or bounce of the new millennium post-9/11 era market for machinery-thesis (damn).

BANK MANAGER: This was Halloween Day darkness for news weight, or rumor?

INTERVIEW: Let's say these rascals for fortune were the Lady's dark-angels!

BANK MANAGER: We anticipate Mischief-Night copycats of great speed/football.

INTERVIEW: America's banks.

Friends, Lady Barker and her two 'sons' (Amlan/Dan) picked up a straggler during this new millennium roadways misadventure for record/hyperbole, a comic-girl named Pippi (who'd become their special scribe and who transcribed their story into a buried time-capsule tell, which I've found, ha). Was Pippi accurate in her caricature of an American/Earthling yearning for lore in fortune/wanderings for economics-superstitions (for the Ego)?

PIPPI: "It's a special truth that the silver shiny gun that saw Amlan, one of Ma Barker's two lovelies, destroy a police car and its tires and bloody-shoot one of the relentless lawmen tracking him post-deed in a Windy-City area before he turned the weapon onto himself to avoid capture/jail/purgatory....I think of this prince Valiant when I now think of Super Bowl TV ads about treasure's swift laps of disbelief (yes)."

Friends, me thinks to enter this story-record of the 2009 mini-depression/crash and these (hyped?) deeds of 'Ma Barker' and her two musketeer sons, and their picked-up comic-girl scribe (Pippi?) onto a nice library-microfiche culture 'friendly' adjective for all that's wired field goal (damn).