[Recap: D’arcy and Lucia have abducted Chuck Todd outside 30 Rockefeller Plaza. They made him let them in, so they could broadcast live their frustration with the MSM. To accomplish this, they enlisted the help of Happy, another member of the Twenty-Three rebel organization.]
D’arcy and Lucia sat at the table, staring at each other. It was going to happen. Now what to say so they didn’t sound deranged or like terrorists?
“Lu, I think you should make a brief opening statement on why we’re doing this, then I’ll come in and tell them why the American people don’t trust the media, ANY media, any longer.” Just then D’arcy’s phone buzzed; it was Happy. “Hey, check under the desk to see if there are ear pieces, so I can talk to you from the control room. I don’t want to use the studio mic. And is it okay to let Chuckles go to the men’s room?” D’arcy thought a moment, and told Happy no, he was not to leave her sight. If he had to go, it was in his pants or the trash can; his choice. “Okay, D’arcy; just wanted to check.” Lucia looked under the desk; luckily, there were two ear pieces and mic packs. It was now or never.
“Darc, we only have 3-4 minutes at best, so you better hit the really painful points immediately. You don’t have time to wax poetic about what idiots they are; just hit on the bias and lack of truth.” Lucia reached in her pocket and pulled out two black masks with a lace veil hanging at the bottom. She put one on and handed the other to D’arcy.
“Showtime,” whispered D’arcy.
Lucia begins by calling all of MSM a bunch of disease-carrying chipmunks; that they deserve to be disarmed with the twelve bags of over-ripe avocados she has hidden in her Chanel knapsack. D’arcy laughed to herself. Lu always had a way with words. Now it was her turn.
“We are members of the Twenty-Three. Our mission is to tell the American people that the MSM has been lying to you, lying about everything. Journalists are supposed to be unbiased, and if you’ve been paying attention, you already know the news is decidedly slanted. The Twenty-Three don’t show political favorites. We want the truth, regardless of who it casts a light on. Start demanding your newscasters, pundits, columnists tell the truth without inserting personal feelings into their reporting. That is all we’re asking for tonight. This is your ‘Mad as hell’ moment!!” Make yourselves heard!
“Thank you and good night.”
D’arcy heard Happy’s voice in her ear saying the feed had been cut, and they had to split… and fast. Lu told her to leave Chuck zip-tied to the chair, that the police would find him and his moist nether region soon enough.
Meanwhile, at CNN…