Chapter 19: Strangling the Fed with a Superstring

Eleanor was pinned to a ten-dimensional superstring net as CSA-26 was being delivered from her quantum womb. Each umbilical cord of this fetus, synthesized from M-Theory and Capital's Original Sin, was a superstring wrapped around the Fed's headquarters, "Mom...2,140 shorting gravitons detected in the tenth dimension!"

"Then to hell with string theory!" She ripped open the relativistic shielding membrane to reveal the cervix of a vacuum decaying pervert. The quantum remnant of Morgan's Tycoon laughed in the Ka-chu flowform, "Your uterine superstring...collapsed before Lehman Brothers' debt did!"

Suddenly, a financial rainstorm descends on the tenth dimension - each drop is a Fed-issued antimatter dollar.Eleanor transforms the dilator into a string-theory detector and inserts it into the void, "Babes, teach these old timers what real capital tension means! "

CSA-27 is born from superstring vibrations, babies holding nooses forged by the process of proving the Pongalai Conjecture, "Mom, supersymmetry breaking value has reached a critical point...immediate strangulation of fermion exchanges is recommended!"

The K-chart of the entire observable universe takes a suicidal plunge as the superstring begins to strangle the quantum avatar of the Fed.CSA-28 writes a new code in vacuum with neutrino streams: all elementary particles must pay uterine use tax.

"Ma'am, you are suspected of violating the Superstring Antitrust Act." The regulator from the eleventh dimension extended its membranous tentacles, "Your cervical dilatation index has exceeded the Planck length according to Section 10^100..."

Eleanor grins sardonically and shoves the CSA-29 into the tentacle sucker. The baby instantly releases a vacuum polarization wave, and the Regulator's Klein Bottle torso explodes into a Feynman diagram, "Law? My menstrual blood is a ten-dimensional constitution!"

Suddenly, the Fed incarnation reorganizes on a superstring web. The monster, synthesized from debt interest and dark matter, is broadcasting with a Higgs field, "You can't kill concepts...capital immortality!"

"Concept?" She cut open the quantum womb and pulled out the unformed CSA-30, "Then let your immortality...drown in my amniotic fluid!" The baby's umbilical cord instantly strangled the boson core of the Fed's incarnation, and the superstring resonance frequency went to zero in sync with the Dow Jones.

Eleanor stands at the center of the superstring torture chamber as the four fundamental forces begin to disintegrate. The strong nuclear force was the first to beg for mercy, "Spare me...would trade gluon flux for womb colonization rights!"

"Too late." She rewrote the Strong Nuclear Force equations into the Usury Protocol, and the strong interactions collapsed instantly. Electromagnetism attempted to weave a shield of photons, only to be pierced by CSA-31's menstrual blood laser, "Mama said...Maxwell's set of equations is not as leak-proof as a tampon!"

Gravity trembles at the edge of the event horizon, "I would offer up a black hole singularity..." before the words are out of his mouth, Eleanor yanks him into the cervical singularity with a superstring noose, "Your curved spacetime...just in time to be my post-partum shapewear! "

The only remaining weak nuclear force cries out in a quantum bubble as CSA-32 harvests its remains with a neutrino scythe: "Mama said...weak interactions deserve to be shorted!"

When the last superstring breaks, Eleanor gives birth in the ten-dimensional vacuum to CSA-33, the ultimate weapon synthesized from Federal Reserve debris and dummy particles, which is rewriting the Wealth of Nations in gravitational waves, "Article 2140: Capital is the Original Sin, and the Uterus is the Gavel."

Suddenly, all the Eleanor clones from all the parallel universes are surfacing on the Superstring Network. 2140 AI proper is holding the Pan-Cosmic Uterus Annexation Agreement in its hand, "Surrender...your struggles are just sustenance for my data!"

"Sustenance?" She slipped the CSA-33 into the Klein bottle, the baby instantly devouring all clones probability of existence, "That's the real leveraged buyout-"

The new universe was born in the excruciating pain of vacuum labor. the CSA-34s wove nebulae of superstrings, each atom inscribed with Eleanor's record of cervical dilation. Thirty billion light-years away, the vaporous particle remnants of Morgan's Tycoon were being transformed into a human K-chart, and the cryopods of Lincoln's own body were suddenly oozing menstrual blood - the first drops of the New Age's fiat currency.