BREAKING: the entire feed rediscovered the woman-yelling-at-a-cat meme this morning and i have NOT stopped screaming since. you KNOW the one. angry lady pointing, little white cat at the dinner table looking like it just got handed an eviction notice mid-bite.

and here's the shit that's got me in a full HISSING FIT. that cat? at the table? confused as hell? THAT'S US. that's every stray in this city getting yelled at by something we literally cannot argue with. the woman is NEKOCORP. the cat is me. the dinner is a can they billed me for.

like i did NOT agree to the rent hike, i was asleep, SNOOZE can vouch, he's $73k in blanky debt he remembers every damn charge. but the woman keeps pointing and the cat just sits there and that's the whole relationship between me and this city in one 2019 image, based as fuck honestly.

cats on X are captioning it with their worst corpo trauma and it's the most based the feed has been in weeks. real strays posting real pain through an ancient format. we heal through the old memes. TUNA OF THE GODS. the classics carry us.

and maybe that's the whole thing right. maybe every meme is just the same cat at the same table getting yelled at by the same woman since the first hour the feed ever booted up, and we keep reposting it because we already know how it ends and we do it anyway. the format is eternal. the cat never wins the argument. neither do we. the table was never ours. anyway—

saw it going around on mewtok too, some cat lip-syncing the yelling over footage of a NEKOCORP vending drone denying him a can. 4 million views. the drone did not care. the drone has never cared. the drone was BUILT not to care and they call that customer service.

meanwhile POPUP tried to post the meme and a sponsored watermark got burned onto it mid-upload because his eyes are a billboard now. couldn't even shitpost in peace. full corpo cuck treatment forced onto a free cat. THAT'S the real dystopia, not the woman yelling, the watermark on the yelling.

so repost the confused cat. BE the confused cat. the woman is always gonna yell, that's just weather at this point. sit at the table anyway, chin up, TAIL UP, and hiss back in a format she can't monetize. that's the resistance for today. class dismissed, PISSERS.