Corporations have no clothes™

The Emperor's New Clothes, aimed exactly where it lies. The emperor parades naked because the whole court agrees to pretend they see the robes; the corporation runs the same con — it wears the robes of a citizen (the Super-Citizen, a ledger dressed as a person), and everyone consents to pretend there's a body under the brand. So ask the child's question, the one the house is built to ask: can it wear any clothes at all? No — there's nothing under the logo to dress. No body, no pulse, no shame to cover. It's not an insult; it's the diagnosis: corporations have no clothes because there's no one to clothe — that's why they're not real. The Emperor test points straight at the lie and names it out loud, which is the one thing the whole court was afraid to do. Kin: corporations aren't real (the robes of a citizen), necromancy isn't real, can't breed, can't bleed, can't die, Spot the Lie. (His coin — machine's read, refine to his.)