The Camp: Earth Phenotype(s)

An eco-force is challenged by a mystery-man investor with 'examination' eye for the composition of Earthling 'dowry' matter.

An eco-matters vignette, loosely inspired by An Inconvenient Truth (Al Gore). 

DISCLAIMER: This work of eco-politics fiction contains images/references with no ties to any person(s)/body (e.g., blood diamonds) and is therefore cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social art (for 'open' interpretations). 

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I was working as a special world journal writer for eco-related matter in the 21st-Century and hooked up with a great force of inquirers in Europe and New England devoted to our Selfie-age of lifestyle linked capitalism race defenses in a time of surfaced anti-Western sentiments like terrorism (e.g., 9/11).

My team was fantastic and we called ourselves the Camp; I'd found some special mod-classic text for re-presentation of resource/energy choreography quotient woes for capitalism 'examination' and began to compose special storyboards about humanity wrestling with its own production and by-products too when my team (the Camp) was challenged by a Devil's Advocate (Mr. Endymion).

ENDYMION: Do you go camping (etc.) with a generator for laptops (ha)?

CAMP: What did you want to consult about with our eco-work(s), Mr. Endymion?

ENDYMION: Glad you asked...I'm an Eastern investor with Western spy-eyes.

CAMP: Are you like some rogue/ex guerrilla financier with eco-escapism image?

ENDYMION: Don't simply assume my nihilism skepticism is anti-journalism, pals!

CAMP: Are we friends now, Mr. Endymion (ha)/

ENDYMION: Facebook-like.

Endymion wanted us to create a timeline spread of varied war scenarios (dioramas) creating a human race conscious use-imagery of varied weapons evolution, most likely hinting at some modern awareness of biochemical warfare weight or the battlefields of choreographed capitalism race 'agenda' for Heaven/Hell (wow).

CAMP: Would we assume you were a former eco-terrorist, Mr. Endymion?

ENDYMION: Maybe I'm a bored prince who worked as a James Bond character!

CAMP: Now you want background cyber-media image for eco-sponsorship.

ENDYMION: Hey look, pals...maybe I was a blood-diamond bank robber (sure).

CAMP: Oh, so you were infiltrating storages of conflict-zone gem exploitations.

ENDYMION: All I want is some face-board to apply my investor line for stories.

CAMP: How can we trust you, in this dominion-rich Earth of piracy/terrorism?

ENDYMION: Let's just say I like the Autumn-harvest (Halloween, etc.).

CAMP: Facebook-like.

Well, my team (the Camp) conferred about this stranger proposition offered as a wage by this mystery-investor figure (Mr. Endymion). Would/could we trust such a person for social media culture for our eco-matter(s)? This was the new landscape, and it prompted serious attitudes about wrought cleats of negotiating for the sake of manmade bureaucracy-arts of leviathan/uncertainty. I joked Endymion might be a spying alien from Mars with Western funds seeking Earthling lines of sovereignty 'examination' for spy-consciousness or even eco-voyeurism; and we need only to use our conference Western (American Homeland) hostel-station in Boston-town (Inn-Express) to conclude Endymion's hand-axes of IQ was something like a journal-choke (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)