Tag Archives: Satire

In Reality

Everyone thought it was a streetlight. It fizzled out when somebody needed it most, just like a real streetlight. In reality, it was an FTL transceiver used by alien spies. It transmitted a message as follows: In conclusion, we determine … Continue reading

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The 2nd Course

Aboard the generation ship Xanadu, things went wrong. With 30 years left until the ship arrived at the new planet, three people were awakened too early from their stasis pods. Jason and Kelly, farmers from Idaho, tried to make do. … Continue reading

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The Dealer

Aidan sat on the steps before his flat, scowling, waiting for the aliens to get on with it. Behind him, the white cliffs rose up in the morning sun. He leaned back with his coffee and watched the creatures. They … Continue reading

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The Difficult Retirement

The fire trucks arrived quickly. They knew the address well. As usual, the fire was localized and the team put the flames out quickly. Fire Chief Walton was still unhappy. He stomped up the stairs to Apartment 17. Johnny answered … Continue reading

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The Tough Crowd

The alien spaceship landed atop Bloomingdales. The God-King emerged. Its immeasurable charisma and beauty had conquered hundreds of worlds. From the speakers, it spoke about curing all Human problems. It intended no such thing, but slaves liked it. New Yorkers … Continue reading

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Media Genius

Bob Smith’s Youtube videos on proper care of pet birds all went viral.  Videos on bird care weren’t new. The format was. “Piper the bird” delivered the entire narration while being held by Bob. Bob never appeared which made the … Continue reading

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False Front

The city of Littlecoal, WV was very remote. Documentary filmmaker Joyce Morton had to walk five miles in sweltering July heat just to meet “Granny.” Granny lived in a ramshackle home beside Main Street…a dirt road. “This town was booming … Continue reading

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