NYC in the Seventies dead blue

What an absolute disaster. It was a pig pen then, destructing by the brick. Here is basically what's happened. The U.S. and the State of New York can no longer pay for their city. So it belongs to various other countries in small enough portions that it has become to complicated for tax accessors to follow their internal and external laws within the multiple juristasi. I arrived just after the Iranian hostage crisis had been resolved. I was assisgned to integrate with Ecuardorian Civil Defense Council, Alejandro Salas. I sat through three and half hours of breifing before the interview. It was a crash course in spanish. I would be leaving JFK in 6 hours. I wasn't sure if having already checked out of the Bremmer was a good thing or not. I had to carry my three heavy bags with me whereever I was made to go now, making the arrival at the airport something to look forward to. Salas was there with his panel and staff to present Ecuador's political problems. Issues most heavy were the socialist rivals, the corporate interests from the U.S. with their private loads of cash bribes and the effects to numerous communities creating violent rifts and unexplained arrests and disappearances of thousands of people. Well...as tired as I was, this seemed pretty easily explained. The big private bribes are ruining off small towns and bodies are disappearing to feed the interests of big money. It is something you can talk about til your blue in the face and eventually you just end up dead blue. I cleared my throat and shook his hand and we both smiled within the quiet of a private alcove. the interview was thankfully short. "So, are you sure you want to go?" "I have to go." "Do you speak spanish?" "No. Not much." He raised his eyebrows and shook his head. "We're going to learn alot from each other."