I hate homeowners associations with a venom. In Kansas where I currently live (and indeed almost everywhere I've ever lived), all the good properties in the desirable school districts are governed by HOAs. What that means is this: if you want to live somewhere decent, you have no choice but to join an HOA, pay the HOA dues, and put up with the HOA's shenanigans. And it really burns me up when when the smarmy HOA officers maintain that if I don't like the HOA, then I should not have bought property within its jurisdiction. I can feel my blood pressure rising as I write this.
"HOA" is my latest piece of flash science fiction (400 words). The story takes place in a world where all the desirable properties are governed by draconian HOAs--a world not too dissimilar to our own. The hero of the tale is a crotchety old man who dares to defy his HOA. I will one day be that crotchety old man.