The United States, from thirteen colonies (technically fourteen, the separation of Maine and Massachusetts, after the US Constitution was signed), is a hidden history, available in some weird corners of a college classroom lecture if you happen to find the right semester of study, perhaps a summer semester for a redundant prerequisite (a sign of a foreign intrusion into America’s way of life).
American culture, was formed by criminals, in terms of civil rights, economic privilege, poverty of entrepreneurship, fled criminals of mercenary and royal nature, and petty empires of drug dealers, smugglers, and slaves.
In other words, a pirate’s republic, with vested coded terms and words, both in the American school books (the poor and muddled masses, Tongs and Mafiaso), the token words for Jews and Catholics escaping Christendom (separation of Church and State), and the terms of new finance and technology from gang cultures in Africa, Asia, the Middle East, and Russia (‘the great American experiment’).
Even present, is Japanese Mafiaso culture, the trade federation banks, in the term, ‘The Founding Fathers’. A reference to a kumichou, a religious samurai leader, fighting Jesuits.
The rite of passage, in America, if you want to make white collar or affiliated, is membership in a thieving ring (maybe a bunch of friends getting high or drinking underage, or a police undercover outfit assisting tests of marijuana, alcohol, MDMA, cocaine, heroin, LSD, or other drugs, to be safe for consumption, particularly at raves, the new culture of post-Holocaust Germans that served in German units during WW2), a crime syndicate with your choice of ethnic background (the campus ‘pro’, fighting bikers, overseas units on mercenary hire with foreign goverments or what UMass-Amherst calls ‘NGOs’, non-government multinationals like the United Nations, the Freemasons, Red Cross, or Reuters, all of them assumed to be territorial and profit-inclined for propaganda for banks out of espionage unions), and then, graduate’s degrees making art on the side, as a part-time, with your wife, or husband if you’re a female career woman, with your children doing the same.
Blue collar, is starkly harsher. A police unit on draft from your precinct on transit travel, if you’ve done well (you managed to take down an enemy of your province’s state department), or a flunk into prison if you aided the enemy (you took on a press statue role that superceded the federal Congress, ruining a whistleblow on an abusive employment).
Pink collar, the special one, is someone that could’ve made, it, really made it, a leader, a spy, a general, an executive, a martial artist, a computer programmer, maybe even a mob boss like George Washington himself, a new Founding Father, a visionary. Then, you have to drop into the worst living Hell, the provisional unit, like Homeland Security. That’s a doctor’s life, as a veterinarian, a state cop undercover, a one percenter that hunts bikers and gangsters, an artistic media theorist like the unreproduceable Elgin James of Friends Stand United, even an international mercenary dummy’s job, the Mama Boy, a spy from your unit trapped and left behind at deliberate design of a US President, your author, an Obama agent sabotaging international learning groups for forward study of American youth resource of “capital”, actually salary labor, regarded as a dummy box, to be traded on contract as if mathematic equation, a live human being. In the model, of self, as the South Vietnamese intelligence colonel for the ARVN, that betrayed all of South Vietnam and the Marines inclined, just by following American OSS doctrine, with US Marines, endowed to JFK; a Navy man in a Marine uniform. Doctors, nurses, psychiatrists, writers, authors, even cyber-terrorists.