Oscar Bound

Narrated 'claim' of why/how Western Romanticism draws in citizenry special (incompleteness) lines for what's simplified dowry.

A love-letter to the Oscars. 

DISCLAIMER: This work of media 'fanfiction' offers no commercial/explicit ties to the Academy Awards and all images/references used herein (therefore) comprise a purely 'personal' expression for social arts (for 'open' views). 

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I met my wife in Hollywood. She portrayed an Irish-Catholic 'rebel' (Ezzy Harris) and knew she wanted some eco-agenda catering to Sinn Fein commerce-policy talks in Parliament (Euro) and fell in-love. I'm from Algiers and versed in FLN-literature and met my wife (Shelbye) in New England (Boston-town!), where she was a Harvard professor (assistant). Her portrayal of Harris won her a Best Supporting Actress award (Oscars!) and drew in me Selfie-commentary culture incomplete-distances readings for the 'nature' in life's bound Romanticism (for all!).

SHELBYE: Thanx (Ego).

ME: I'm an amateur-psychiatrist, you know!

SHELBYE: Oscar-night had become a family-TV 'event' for me as a youth, know.

ME: For me it was A Christmas Story (Bob Clark).

Shelbye's portrayal of Ezzy Harris as a radical organizer 'stranger character' for the "Foreign" Irish Republican Army was quite bright, and she earned her trumpet (for Harvard square street-chat!), and I wondered if my love of America and the Oscars drew in me something I had as a personalized bias by the time I met her in Boston-town, as a Catholic 'audience-man' of the West's ongoing 'dilemma' with inter-religious life for commerce/capitalism (for the Ego).

SHELBYE: Thanx (Ego).

ME: Those sunglasses...you own it.

SHELBYE: Love treasure-islands.
ME: Merry-Xmas (America).

SHELBYE: I won you (too!).

ME: You said it (thanx).

"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)