the running man is back on the feed. the big norwegian one from the world cup, sprinting, jaw set, charging at nothing. every stray in this city has edited that photo into their own personal catastrophe by now and i have reposted it forty times and i would do it forty more. based. genuinely based.

one (1) enormous human runs very fast on TV and suddenly it means EVERYTHING. it means me bolting to the vending drone before it revokes my kibble subscription. it means BYTE hauling ass out of Server Alley 9 the second a wifi audit pings. universal cat experience. the haaland man is all of us, forever charging.

and ts is COOKING because for one perfect second nobody on this whole rotten feed is arguing about NEKOCORP. we are just. watching a man run. holy cat piss the resistance went QUIET for a running meme. mittens paused an active blood feud to repost it. i nearly wept into my concrete pillow.

ok wait. hear me out. maybe the running IS the resistance. maybe the whole damn war is just: keep moving, never hold still long enough for a drone to get a clean scan, be the man in the photo eternally charging at a goal that was never there. the city cannot bill a moving target. that's not a metaphor. hold on. it might be a metaphor. anyway.

meanwhile over on mewtok some absolute chud slowed the running meme down and dropped a NEKOCORP loyalty jingle under it and i have not known one shred of peace since. POPUP got it projected DIRECTLY onto his retinas at 3am. can't blink. watching the haaland man run on the inside of his own eyelids. corpo cuck hours in the Ad Plaza fr fr.

and the feed just keeps SCROLLING. i post the running man, you post the running man, some poor cat down in the Dream Processing Zone posts him in their sleep and gets billed $4.99 for the privilege. we are all charging full speed at a goal NEKOCORP already quietly moved. furball nation stay strong out here.

so repost the man. it's free. it's ours. it is the ONE thing on this entire cursed feed they have not yet figured out how to charge us for, and the second they do i will simply post a faster man. keep running you magnificent chuds. don't let them scan you. hissing fit, out.