J. Otis Haas
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Dismantling the Torment Nexus 2.27.26. Content Warning.
“The whole system is fucked, from the ground up to the top down” is not a novel assessement of our current situation. Dutifully, I must couch such an observation with, if not solutions, at least a plea to better meta-analyze our society’s unfolding situation with greater rigor. I believe, considering the state of things around the world, we must conduct a postmortem on the status quo. All the tenets of progress we’ve ever been taught have led us to believe in a brighter, more hopeful future, yet upon closer examination it may seem more a deliberately orchestrated conspiracy than a series of unfortunate events.
By J. Otis Haas13 days ago in Humans
Citizenship Application for The Red States of America. Runner-Up in Craft Over Catharsis Challenge. Content Warning.
Welcome to the Red States of America (RSA) citizenship application examination. All residents of the former United States of America (USA) seeking Citizenship of any level (I-VIII) are required to apply for new RSA documents. Current residents of the illegitimate, illegal, and traitorous Blue States of America (BSA) applying for citizenship will be subject to further interrogative review and Reeducation. Speak your answers into the microphone in clear, properly enunciated English.
By J. Otis Haasabout a month ago in Fiction
The Human Soul Inspection Handbook. Honorable Mention in Instructions Included Challenge.
Introduction: This handbook provides instructions for the categorization and classification of human souls. Tier III³ Associates and above in the Souls Receiving Department are required to be familiar with this document.
By J. Otis Haas2 months ago in Fiction
The Gen. XVII Update. Honorable Mention in A Knock at the Door Challenge.
It was just after midnight when a heavy pounding on the front door roused Jack from a deep slumber. He had taken a Xerostress tablet before bed, and his consciousness struggled its way through the layers of medicated sleep, drawn to wakefulness by the mechanical percussion echoing throughout the house. “Front door camera,” are the words he spoke into the darkness to the Household Assistant, but the lasting effects of the drug slurred his pronunciation.
By J. Otis Haas5 months ago in Fiction
Dirty Dick. Runner-Up in The Shape of the Thing Challenge.
My parents hated Dirty Dick, but they were bred of that sort of liberal pedigree that eschews correction. They believed that things like this must run their course and resolve naturally, that intervention risks harming a child. Decades after her own schooling, my mother blamed many of her anxieties on how teachers had wrested pencils from her left hand, insisting she write with her right. She didn’t want to damage me in the same way by forcing consensus reality into my developing mind. My father, likely due to his lack of imagination, seemed both afraid of and impressed by Dick, whose presence haunted our house for two years or so.
By J. Otis Haas6 months ago in Fiction
