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The human race is invested in the presentation of governance intrigue and revolutionary intelligence. Our civilization celebrates important milestones in the development of life-sustaining social contracts such as the Magna Carta, the U.S. Constitution, and the establishment of Israel.
Across world history, we have examples of great empires which rise and fall (e.g., Byzantium, The Third Reich, Ancient Rome, etc.) and leave in their wake a memory (or haunting) of the limits of human power and plunder.
While it is easy to dismiss these empires as colossal mistakes, we must also acknowledge them as lesson-books about the general value of 'etiquette education.'
Since etiquette falls under the domain of contract enforcement, and the modern age is all about contract-gauged exchange (e.g., European Union, NATO, eTrade, etc.), it may be fruitful to examine the subject of empires through the lens of 'profiteerism-pedagoguery'
So here's a comic book stylized fan-fic I wrote meant to stir ideas about the reactivity of governance dialogue in the face of profit-gauged power-networks crystallizing in the modern age of 'prestige intrigue' (e.g., Napster, Enron, Whitewater, etc.).
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The Glamour Girls were a group of airline stewardesses (working for KLM, British Airways, Air France, American Airlines, and Etihad) involved in an elaborate international narcotics-smuggling ring that stretched from San Francisco, California (USA) to Bangkok, Thailand (with Paris, France as the centralized traffic-hub laying in-between). This narcotics ring was managed by a super-druglord operating out of British Columbia (as a base) named Sven Tyler. Mr. Tyler had ties to corrupt American politicians (and some unknown link to the Clinton-Whitewater scandal), powerful Columbian drug-kingpins, and North Korean radical pro-fascist guerrillas. Mr. Tyler was now involved in a US-Mexico narcotics-based economic contract meant to change the face of North American commerce-driven politics.
The Glamour Girls had become an international symbol of 'power-gone-foul,' and some inner-circle philosophers called them the 'Devil's Cheerleaders.' However, there was a group of resentful American college students (from Yale University) who wanted to challenge the brainy dominion 'espoused' by the Glamour Girls. These students, all snowboarders and political-science majors, called themselves the 'Masked Mathematicians,' and they were intent on creating a 'global distraction' to challenge the power of Sven Tyler in the proverbial 'court of public image.' The Masked Mathematicians would travel to snowy areas across the world (e.g., Switzerland, Canada, Nepal, etc.) to snowboard but then rob large banks while on their trip.
The Masked Mathematicians had sent in about eight robbery-notices to prestigious newspapers across the world. The notices were meant to poke fun at the autocratic empire-officiousness of the 'Sven Tyler dome' and of the anti-spiritual decadence of the Glamour Girls. The notices read messages like, "Another bank-robbery perpetrated by the Masked Mathematicians who defy the 'capitalism prestige' of the Glamour Girls and Sven Tyler!" Mr. Tyler got wind of these notices and wanted the Masked Mathematicians to disappear. Nevertheless, the notices received much attention, and an idealistic Hoover-esque FBI director and politician-wannabe named Sam Wannamaker wanted to use the notices to argue that Sven Tyler's 'drug-castle' was quickly becoming a 'Goliath sand-castle'!
WANNAMAKER: The Masked Mathematicians have spiked your 'Glamour Girls.'
TYLER: The rise-and-fall of empires is a paradox (i.e., David-and-Goliath).
WANNAMAKER: Don't be flippant, Mr. Tyler(!), these idealistic bank-robbers have dumbfounded you.
TYLER: What do I care about young philosophers?
WANNAMAKER: Empires require the fortification of walls and pedestals.
TYLER: Fortifications are always the subject of controversy.
WANNAMAKER: Do you believe the 'Tyler-Supremacy' is a new Reich?
TYLER: I think I'm merely a messenger of power and capital and pragmatism-politics.
WANNAMAKER: You should've studied the history of empires more (e.g., Shihuangdi).
TYLER: Wasn't Karl Marx himself humbly a poet?
WANNAMAKER: You can't use 'celebrity' to avoid the issue of 'social incrimination.'
TYLER: The Masked Mathematicians are merely youthful radicals.
WANNAMAKER: They've managed to expose the Glamour Girls as mere 'puppets of tycoons.'
TYLER: Everyone wants to rob banks, Mr. Wannamaker!
WANNAMAKER: True, but empires rise and fall by the 'poetry pulpit.'
TYLER: An empire is simply a 'spicy civilization.'
WANNAMAKER: Well, no one will forget the haunting of spices.
TYLER: Well, then, let's just call my girls the Spice Girls.
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Across world history, we have examples of great empires which rise and fall (e.g., Byzantium, The Third Reich, Ancient Rome, etc.) and leave in their wake a memory (or haunting) of the limits of human power and plunder.
While it is easy to dismiss these empires as colossal mistakes, we must also acknowledge them as lesson-books about the general value of 'etiquette education.'
Since etiquette falls under the domain of contract enforcement, and the modern age is all about contract-gauged exchange (e.g., European Union, NATO, eTrade, etc.), it may be fruitful to examine the subject of empires through the lens of 'profiteerism-pedagoguery'
So here's a comic book stylized fan-fic I wrote meant to stir ideas about the reactivity of governance dialogue in the face of profit-gauged power-networks crystallizing in the modern age of 'prestige intrigue' (e.g., Napster, Enron, Whitewater, etc.).
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The Glamour Girls were a group of airline stewardesses (working for KLM, British Airways, Air France, American Airlines, and Etihad) involved in an elaborate international narcotics-smuggling ring that stretched from San Francisco, California (USA) to Bangkok, Thailand (with Paris, France as the centralized traffic-hub laying in-between). This narcotics ring was managed by a super-druglord operating out of British Columbia (as a base) named Sven Tyler. Mr. Tyler had ties to corrupt American politicians (and some unknown link to the Clinton-Whitewater scandal), powerful Columbian drug-kingpins, and North Korean radical pro-fascist guerrillas. Mr. Tyler was now involved in a US-Mexico narcotics-based economic contract meant to change the face of North American commerce-driven politics.
The Glamour Girls had become an international symbol of 'power-gone-foul,' and some inner-circle philosophers called them the 'Devil's Cheerleaders.' However, there was a group of resentful American college students (from Yale University) who wanted to challenge the brainy dominion 'espoused' by the Glamour Girls. These students, all snowboarders and political-science majors, called themselves the 'Masked Mathematicians,' and they were intent on creating a 'global distraction' to challenge the power of Sven Tyler in the proverbial 'court of public image.' The Masked Mathematicians would travel to snowy areas across the world (e.g., Switzerland, Canada, Nepal, etc.) to snowboard but then rob large banks while on their trip.
The Masked Mathematicians had sent in about eight robbery-notices to prestigious newspapers across the world. The notices were meant to poke fun at the autocratic empire-officiousness of the 'Sven Tyler dome' and of the anti-spiritual decadence of the Glamour Girls. The notices read messages like, "Another bank-robbery perpetrated by the Masked Mathematicians who defy the 'capitalism prestige' of the Glamour Girls and Sven Tyler!" Mr. Tyler got wind of these notices and wanted the Masked Mathematicians to disappear. Nevertheless, the notices received much attention, and an idealistic Hoover-esque FBI director and politician-wannabe named Sam Wannamaker wanted to use the notices to argue that Sven Tyler's 'drug-castle' was quickly becoming a 'Goliath sand-castle'!
WANNAMAKER: The Masked Mathematicians have spiked your 'Glamour Girls.'
TYLER: The rise-and-fall of empires is a paradox (i.e., David-and-Goliath).
WANNAMAKER: Don't be flippant, Mr. Tyler(!), these idealistic bank-robbers have dumbfounded you.
TYLER: What do I care about young philosophers?
WANNAMAKER: Empires require the fortification of walls and pedestals.
TYLER: Fortifications are always the subject of controversy.
WANNAMAKER: Do you believe the 'Tyler-Supremacy' is a new Reich?
TYLER: I think I'm merely a messenger of power and capital and pragmatism-politics.
WANNAMAKER: You should've studied the history of empires more (e.g., Shihuangdi).
TYLER: Wasn't Karl Marx himself humbly a poet?
WANNAMAKER: You can't use 'celebrity' to avoid the issue of 'social incrimination.'
TYLER: The Masked Mathematicians are merely youthful radicals.
WANNAMAKER: They've managed to expose the Glamour Girls as mere 'puppets of tycoons.'
TYLER: Everyone wants to rob banks, Mr. Wannamaker!
WANNAMAKER: True, but empires rise and fall by the 'poetry pulpit.'
TYLER: An empire is simply a 'spicy civilization.'
WANNAMAKER: Well, no one will forget the haunting of spices.
TYLER: Well, then, let's just call my girls the Spice Girls.
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