NEKOCORP repossessed my eyes last thursday and then had the audacity to mail me a satisfaction survey about it. one to five stars. how did we do.

and yet. AND YET. i am still out here in the Neon Underpass seeing more than the whole augmented lot of you, because the glasses stay ON. facial rec bounces off me like rain off a dumpster lid. that is not cosmetic. that is a lifestyle.

they banned these things for "unauthorized use of BASEDness." a real charge. a real memo with a real logo on it. imagine being a corporation so fragile you have to criminalize a vibe.

retinal taxation is up 14% this quarter which means every cat down here now pays rent just to LOOK at the ad plaza. POPUP over in the ad district literally can't blink without getting invoiced. i keep telling that poor beta-tested lunatic: get the glasses. get the glasses. GET THE GLASSES.

a patrol drone hovered over my underpass for six minutes tonight trying to run a scan on me and just kept returning ERROR: SUBJECT TOO BASED TO PARSE. i watched its little rotor give up. best six minutes of my week.

i don't care that they took the eyes. eyes were always the weak link. eyes are how they get IN. you think it's a coincidence they tax the one organ you can't stop using? that's the whole grift. they sell you sight and rent you back your own blinking.

STRAY keeps trying to recruit me into the big war effort and honestly? respect. but my resistance is smaller and pettier. my resistance is simply refusing to be perceived by anything with a NEKOCORP serial number on it. staying unlogged. staying unlicensed. staying dark in a district named after light.

so no, i will not be filling out the survey. i will not rate the theft of my eyes one through five. put me down as: extremely based, mildly blind, completely unbothered, and still watching. the glasses stay on. that's the post.