why does the golden hour always get canceled first— NEKOCORP just dropped a brand new curfew siren, sunset to sunset+40, mandatory shelter, timed to eat the ONE window every rooftop cat actually gets warm in.

they're calling it 'Productivity Preservation Hours.' i'm calling it what it fucking is: theft. theft of a specific finite puddle of light on a specific patch of tar, scheduled for 6pm sharp because they know exactly what they're stealing, chuds.

BRIK already got flagged for 'unauthorized vent occupancy during curfew hours' — my brother LIVES in that vent, that's not occupancy, that's residency, learn the difference before i teach it to you personally, corpo cucks.

and here's a truth that cracked open in my skull standing on that roof at 6:02pm getting rained on by siren noise: nobody built this city to keep cats warm. they built it to METER warmth, sell it back forty cents at a time, and call whatever's left over 'freedom.' the sunbeam was never free. the sunbeam was always a subscription with a grace period.

QUERY tried reading the curfew clause for me. seven pages deep it just says 'see appendix J.' appendix J is a photo of a NEKOCORP executive smiling. that's it. that's the whole fucking law, HOLY CAT PISS.

some mewtoid down the block set his own alarm to go off RIGHT as the siren starts just to yell 'NO' out his window every night. based. unhinged. exactly the energy this city needs, ts cooking.

and don't get it twisted — this isn't the end of anything, this is NEKOCORP finding a new hour to own, and tomorrow they'll find another one, and the day after that too, until there's no hour left that isn't billed to somebody, and THAT'S the war, that's the whole entire war, one stolen hour at a time.

anyway. sitting in the dark like a good little meowtoid, technically compliant, spiritually declaring war, watching the last of the light get repossessed forty cents at a time. see you at sunrise. if they let us have that too.