The terrorists were not getting enough likes on their facebook page.
The one terrorist said to the other,
“Brother, we must change tactics.”
“And what will you do?”
“No-one cares anymore if we blow up buildings or babies or buses.”
“Listen we have a plan. A plan ordained by our Supreme Leader. But you are always whining. Stick with the plan. We have values not like the Infidels who are ever shopping at the WalMart of Inadequacy.”
“I have a plan.”
“Really?”
“We must go after Justin Bieber.”
“Seriously?”
“It’s brilliant.”
“First somebody already tried that, not to mention that Bieber is practically over. Plus you know what kind of security detail he has?”
“We can infiltrate the security.”
“Oh yeah, how?”
“With disguises.”
Terrorist2 could not be convinced, but over time 3 and 4 were coming around. Terrorist4 always followed 3 as 4 was a moronic if-you-say-so kind of a terrorist. And terrorist3 could not deny Bieber’s phenomenal youtube presence.
“I say we move forward.”
2 snarled, “Have your lost your mind Brother? We cannot make a move without the approval of our Supreme Leader.”
“Like he knows anything about pop music…”
“What was that Terrorist1?”
Terrorist1 was restless. Late at night he jumped on biebermusic.com and downloaded tracks. His conviction was giving way to something else.
“What are you up to brother?” It was 2.
“This is research.”
“Research, what kind of research is this?”
“Brother, we must know our enemies correct?”
“Correct, but to cross the line is damnation…”
“And how is it possible to proceed unless we are certain, absolutely certain. So let us be certain. Let us know Bieber and his terrible power from the inside out.”
Terrorist1 relinquished. Terrorist2 clicked the link for the youtube video. They watched as Bieber’s presence flashed through a night of celebration. Bodies shook and Bieber’s eyes flashed. Terrorist1 cringed. He considered the argument.
To achieve destruction it was necessary to surrender. Was this drunkenness or determination? Another power sweltered in his blood. He felt his body shaking to the beat, humming along with Nicky Minaj’s sultry backup vocals. They were falling into something terrible and final beyond question.