Homeland Substitute

A Story by Abishai100

Narrated (fictional) hyperbole-treasures 'fantasy' investment for heroics-holograms in eco-capitalism drives, for a (North American) detergent-humor.

A treasure-islands 'superstition' tale about eco-capitalism detective raisins. Hope you like it (here comes summer),

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I had to infiltrate a horrid American Homeland school museum exhibit in the 21st-Century of incomplete-lines readings for treasure/motions for 'insurance' confidence. This exhibit was holding blood-diamonds unknown to the investors and required an eco-capitalism 'paranoia' demo, so I made a replica-swap for my earnest interests in 'educational' vigilantism to draw (Interpol-relation) eyes.

Why'd I want to make a school-museum treasure (jewelry) 'substitution' for street/campus insurance gossip to draw Interpol-relation eyes for conflict-zone gem mining circulations smugglers-highways from Africa seeping into North America? Well, eco-capitalism has a broad-look now, and Earth-minerals extractions invoke the image now of the dirtiness and therefore the hygiene of capitalism-race IQ. I found myself in a Selfie-school 'culture' of consumerism/jewelry vanities, intriguing many nerdists (like me!).

READER: How'd you get the guess the exhibit treasures were blood-diamonds?
ME: It was an exhibition of modern 'fashion' treasures at a school-museum.

READER: And you got the 'wind' that some of the diamonds were blood-gems?

ME: I was certain of it, since we'd been inquiring of (Ion-company) Euro-ties.

READER: Why'd a baron of diamonds perfect marketing for cheap blood-gems?

ME: Well, friend, this inquiry concerns sports-media/school-IQ wed to money.

READER: This school, football-icons, had a mod-treasure exhibit with Ion-IQ?

ME: We knew that this exhibit for possible blood-gem pieces was profiteer-IQ.

READER: You claim Earthling-diamonds circulations are warlord-diet?

ME: We need a new 'brand' of Robin-Hood...for sports-net fiction (TV).

READER: Good luck...sounds-dialysis for capitalism-pirates, friend (damn).

So, I walked into the museum claiming I was from the Middle-East with a special photogenic art-sketch making private-studio 'session' of the blood-gem loaded pieces owned/sent by the company (Ion) now 'chess-tied' with the school's iconic media-flare football program of incomplete-lines fun for sports wed with culture/TV/fanfare, and I had the escorting guardsman (Leo) dance while I took a video-timing of him while I swapped the exhibit-jewelry with the replicas I had made in a nearby (New England) area during a special/secret Halloween 'democrat' pageant.