A Parody of A and E's network show-Intervention
Scene I
A meeting room at Country Inn and Suites, anywhere USA. B19's family, friends, and a professional intervensionalist gather on sofa's facing each other.
B19 is tricked into the meeting, thinking they are getting together for the free breakfast, for "guests."
Intervensionalist: "B19, everyone has gathered here because they care about you, and fear that your union obsession is destroying you family, and you, both."
B19's wife and daughter begin to quietly sob, his son bites his lower lip.
Intervensionalist: "B19, your son has something he wants to read to you."
Son: "Dad, ever since your union obsession began there has been no more football, no more baseball. All you care about is the damn Teamsters. And you don't even work for one, you're at a non-union 121 carrier."
The son begins to cry.
Intervensionalist: "B19, your wife has something to say."
Wife: "Last night I dressed up in the, as you asked for, black boots, for our, you know, special celebration of your birthday. You kept screaming-spank me NetjetWife, now again! God knows what that was all about, but it will be another year before we explore that dimension again. I feel so cheap."
The wife begins to cry. She wipes her eyes.
Then B19's daughter speaks. She holds an infant on her lap.
Daughter: "Dad, you don't seem to even care about me or your grandchildren. Dad, 600 posts about a company you don't even work at! Give me a break! Get a grip!" She states with anger.
Intervensionalist: "What everyone has asked me to ask you B19, is were you, as a child, touched in a bad way by a unionized truckdriver."
B19 clenches his jaw.
Intervensionalist: "B19, did Mommy's truckdriver friend touch your private parts? Was Skanza touched there, too?"
B19 bursts into sobs. He puts his face into his hands. Tears stream down his face.
Scene II
B19 is driven away in the Super Shuttle van to the airport to then attend the Union Hater's Recovery Center, in California near Santa Barbara. There he is introduced to union truckdrivers that would never hurt a little boy. Seven weeks later he returns home to his relieved family.
Skanza does not seek treatment. He is last seen pacing around a giant darkened room, with a humungous cup of coffee in his hand, talking to himself.