March 15th, 2009
I was brought into that room, kicking and screaming, as Emma Vance the Conservative news anchor. That was eighteen days ago. Before that, I presented what I thought was a fair and balanced news program. Oh, the government restricted what we could say and there was always the threat of the Firemen hanging over our heads, but I truly believed that it was for our own good. Eighteen days ago, I cursed Grimith and his cronies for kidnapping me. Now, I thank Grimith and his comrades for enlightening me, with all my heart. I see now that I was only aiding the Conservative establishment in their quest to eliminate every trace of freedom in this country. To my unmitigated shame, they have almost succeeded.
Only four Justices of the Supreme Court and a little over a hundred Congressmen keep the nation from sliding into an Arch-Conservative nightmare. I salute these paragons of righteousness, but they cannot hold out forever. Before the next election, we must sway public opinion toward the Proper Course.
Grimith has taken note of my newfound devotion to the cause. He has decided to allow me to join his Squad for its next mission. I can only hope that I will remain strong in the face of our enemies. For our expedition to the Oil Refinery, whose Conservative smokestacks clog the city with vile pollutants, I have cast aside the suit I once wore in favour of the damaged clothes of a Liberal Martyr.
March 20th, 2009
We have struck a few blows against Conservative hotspots, but it is not enough. In addition, Grimith appears to have grown weary of the strain of command. I have persuaded him to retire to the abandoned toy factory, where the other Enlightened have been put to work. He will coordinate their efforts, and possibly go on the occasional mission, but he will not be in active service. To my surprise, he has named me commander of the Squad in his absence. I can only assume that he believes having such a high-profile figure in command will draw public interest.
As my first act, I have decided to procure weapons. Guns are, of course, tools of the Conservative establishment. While they may be used as means to a Liberal end, it is best to stay away from them if possible. Therefore, the Liberal Crime Squad will henceforth utilize swords to strike at the Conservatives. To reflect this, I have changed our slogan to
Peace by the Sword. The old one, which emphasized the importance of the community in the pursuit of the Liberal Agenda, simply wasn't catchy enough.
For my next act, I decreed that we should practice with our new swords.
Toby Daveson, the one who enlightened me, will be the one to show this Arch-Conservative the error of his ways. Despite his poor condition, he is too stubborn to be enlightened without the use of drugs. We can only hope they don't kill him. We have also found a rather strong-looking mutant during one of our strikes. Knowing the oppression faced by such outcasts, we naturally offered her a place in the LCS.
We were lucky enough to turn the scientist before his disappearance was reported as a kidnapping. He will prove invaluable for unearthing Conservative secrets.
And to publish those secrets, Grimith has volunteered to start a newspaper. He calls it 'The Liberal Guardian.'
On the twelfth of April, we ran afoul of a local gang. When we finally managed to return to our safehouse, we found this piece of drivel waiting for us:
At least we now have a new safehouse.
It is the first of May. We have some material for the Liberal Guardian, and we have recruited another new member. The future looks somewhat less dark than it did: perhaps a new dawn is breaking. Time will tell. For now we will have to beware of the Firemen, who will no doubt move against us when we begin publishing the Guardian. Money is flowing in from sales of our 'special brownies,' though the death squads harry our sellers at every opportunity.
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