Right
My submission to Strange Pilgrims' July 2026 Micro of the Month contest.
I felt like stepping out of my comfort zone creatively earlier this month and entered the Strange Pilgrims’ Micro of the Month contest. I didn’t win, and the entry that did is brilliant, but I am really proud of my piece I wrote so I’m posting it here. The theme was “Cultish” and I used it to try and get into the mind of a certain genre of human being.
Please let me know whether it’s good or dogshit!
Right
There’s a channel on my television where everything they say is right, and that’s what I listen to. Different people all day; some women, some men, all right.
There’s one guy who’s the rightest anyone has ever been, and he’s my guy. He’s the best. I love him the way the channel loves him, perhaps more.
He tells me who to hate and who to love and he’s right both times. He tells me when it’s warm out and when it’s cold, and he’s always right.
“How do you know he’s right?” you ask.
I respond, “That sounds like something someone who is wrong would say.”
He’s right because I know he’s right. He’s always been right.
He talks to me through my phone screen. He tells me how amazing he is and I believe him. He tells me who my enemies are, and I agree.
And because he is right, I defend him. I go into my phone and follow all the social media pages that are right and they give me pictures, pictures that say right things, and I save those pictures. And then I go to other places inside my phone where people are wrong and I share those pictures there. And I call those wrong people horrible names. He says that people who are wrong should be dead, so I tell them to die. And then I sit and think about how right I am.
It doesn’t matter if my fridge is empty…
Or if my hands are freezing…
Or if I’m drowning in debt after a hospital visit…
He tells me it’s not happening.
Later he tells me it is happening, because my enemies did it.
When he says two different things to me, I believe him both times.
Because he can never be wrong.
