Am I the monster you see when you look at me through the lens of your progressive politics?
This satire is short, and it is dark, and it is very, very real. Bigot, racist, sexist, misogynist, homophobe, transphobe—so many different words, so many different ways to say the exact same thing: monster. And what makes us a monster? Because we disagree with you. Because we look at the world differently than you do. Because we believe in different morals than you do. Because of that we aren't just wrong, we are monsters.
But have you ever considered that if everyone who disagrees with you is a monster, perhaps that says nothing about them but quite a lot about you and your perspective of the world. Perhaps it's time for you to take off your ideological helmet and see others for who they truly are: flawed, imperfect human beings just like you, not monsters.
A short satire.
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Story Excerpt
There on the fifth row, a boy sat alone—for who would want to sit by someone so disgusting? He didn’t wear a jumpsuit, just blue jeans and a gray shirt, and if that weren’t horrible enough, he wore no helmet, nothing to cover his filthy, unkempt hair that spiked in all directions, small bugs visibly crawling across its surface. His skin was rotten, bulging in places as some small horror wiggled beneath it. His eyes were beady and red, his lips moldy, and in his mouth, a sharp serpent tongue. He was a monster, an absolute monster. Why he was allowed to board the same bus as normal kids, the boy had no idea.
topic:
dehumanization
Status: Released February 2018 by Silver Layer Publications.
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