The Luck o' the Martian

Alien communique comprises this dark reading of inventions in pluralism compacts for eco-capitalism, Catholic-Protestant woe, and idealized Earthling jersey.

World populism vignette (fictional) for the TV-rich holiday-season and of course Thanksgiving-football (NFL). Thanks so much for reading (Happy Thanksgiving), 

DISCLAIMER: This work of politics dramatization/fantasy contains images/references with no ties to any representative person(s)/body (e.g., NBC, Alien) and is cast as purely a 'personal' expression for social arts (for 'open' commentary/interpretation).

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I had learned of my family ties to colonialism motions in India and Algeria pre-studies of Western colonialism languages in the UK (Northern Ireland) at my Ivy-college where history and globalism rhetoric were taught as wed. I learned of the woes of Catholic-Protestant capitalism in troubles-rich Belfast (UK) and became a Catholic-convert with newfound interests in Earthling richness concerning incomplete-bureaucracy arts for social media flowery and superstition, reflected in world texts/readings, by many-a great thinker and politician. It stirred my interest as a Bostonian with Indian/Algerian roots and American Homeland interests in Irish-Catholic populism and social media (e.g., Notre Dame TV).

READER: You intend to perform a blood-diamond operation in Belfast?

ME: As 'Storm-Shadow' of the Foreign Irish Republican Army, I'm all IQ.

READER: Conflict-zone gem smugglers roads exploits is rogue finances.

ME: It's a deadly game that stirs bad-contest among Catholics-Protestants.

READER: Displaced young men of the IRA-UVF make for UK-consumerism.

ME: It's a Selfie-age game for capitalism lifestyle (e.g., Zale, etc.).

Sure, eco-capitalism was a source of social media culture chat in the modern world of the West, and sure, conflict-zone gem piracy/exploitation from African shores made for rogue finances and bad adventurism for displaced youth of Northern Ireland (Catholics/Protestants) working inside the street-circles of clan-made consumerism integrity storytelling for fortune-hands and shoppers-marketing (Facebook-like!).

Placing myself as a self-made 'James Bond' in this UK-universe of bad capitalism arts for highwaymen and storytellers, I decided I'd become a versed Earthling-prince of incomplete-bureaucracy arts for the Ego (damn). Maybe that's why I drew Martian envy (wow).

ALIEN: I've been spying on your world from your Earth-moon, prince-man.

ME: You call yourself a Xenomorph, alien messenger?

ALIEN: I rather thought deeply about your fascination with Irish-TV.

ME: Ha, Notre Dame Fighting Irish football in the States is NBC-flowery!

ALIEN: Don't believe I'm spying on you from the moon, prince-man?

ME: You're from Mars or something, alien messenger?

ALIEN: Maybe.

ME: What's this cyber-hacker portal communication concern (for us)?

ALIEN: Maybe I'm stirred by your capitalism axes for pluralism-life, prince.

ME: Catholic-Protestant consumerism/coexistence is for Northern Ireland.

ALIEN: You've scholarship background for colonialism/negotiations IQ.

ME: You've been spying much on me; I'm not Irish, but Catholic, alien.

ALIEN: I know that...I'm curious about the lengths of your devotion, man.

ME: Why's that?
ALIEN: Negotiated coexistence concerns possible stalemate-sanity, no?

ME: Surely does, and it's made for news/storyboards excellence and woe!

ALIEN: You've Ivy-education with world-rhetoric for capitalism's arms.

ME: Surely do; this James Bond work favors UK poverty/fortune image IQ.

ALIEN: That's what drew my attention...and envy.

ME: Envy...no reason to envy a human world fraught with vulnerability.

ALIEN: Well, complexity theories make for the art of Jabberwocky (sure).

ME: Maybe (Facebook-like?).

Why was this (secret!) alien messenger (from Mars?) so fascinated by my axes of work with pluralism capitalism and eco-gems media in the troubles-rich UK (Belfast)? Why was he stirred by my (American?) media/TV age focus on pluralism imagery and sportsmanship and networking like Notre Dame Irish-football (collegiate) television commentary for capitalism's circus dioramas? I had to wonder. I told the alien communicator (faceless, using a cyber-hacker avatar to communicate with me now!) I'd capture this exchanges-intrigue in a (secret!) time-capsule tell, which I'd bury in my backyard for future-world archaeologists to make for discovery in fortune's paranoia for Earthling cleats (for leviathan/uncertainty).

ALIEN: Are you a fan of Irish-accent production (e.g., Aer Lingus)?

ME: I like Lucky Charms cereals, alien!

ALIEN: As a non-Irish Catholic, is it of interest to you that war's lifestyle?

ME: Capitalism's football and may lead us to love's helmet, alien (surely).

ALIEN: Maybe (Facebook-like).

"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)