And We’re Just Getting Started
We’re almost at 1,000 followers. That’s right. A thousand people have hit “like” or “follow” not because we begged, not because we handed out free tote bags at the park, and definitely not because we were rubbing elbows at some gala with shrimp cocktail and politicians who pretend to care.
They followed us because we tell it like it is. No filters, no sugarcoating, no phony “unity” slogans slapped over chaos.
We’re Not the Popular Kids — Thank God
Let’s be honest. Eyes on EB isn’t exactly the table everyone flocks to in the cafeteria. We’re the kids with mismatched socks, a strong opinion, and zero interest in being on anyone’s “Mayor’s Advisory Panel.” We don’t go where we’re told. We don’t ask for permission before speaking our minds. And that makes some people very uncomfortable.
There’s a whole scene in this town — you know the one — where people smile for pictures, speak in rehearsed talking points, and hand out awards to each other like its Halloween candy. That’s not us. Never has been.
Our Followers Don’t Kneel Either
The people who follow Eyes on EB? They’re not looking for validation either. They’re not angling to be the next “citizen of the year” or to score an invite to some backyard BBQ hosted by the local who’s-who. Our followers are rebels. Thinkers. People who see through the nonsense and roll their eyes at every press release trying to sell us sunshine while we’re ankle-deep in potholes and traffic.
And you know what? That independence bothers people. They don’t know what to do with folks they can’t control, praise, or punish.
We’re Not Here to Kiss Rings
We don’t suck up. We don’t trade loyalty for perks. And we don’t show up at galas to sip wine with people who would sell out your tax dollars faster than you can say “bond ordinance.”
We believe that once you start chasing approval from the same folks you’re supposed to hold accountable, you’ve already lost your voice. And your spine. So we keep both.
To the Rebels, the Watchdogs, the Quiet Eyeballs — Thank You
If you’ve been riding with us, sharing our posts, laughing at the satire, getting a little mad when we touch a nerve — we see you. Whether you’ve commented 100 times or just read silently with your coffee, you’re part of this strange, scrappy, and honest community we’ve built.
We may not be for everyone. But if you’re the kind of person who doesn’t flinch when someone says, “That page stirs the pot,” then you’re our people.
Almost 1,000 strong. No sponsors. No scripts. No handouts.
Just Eyes on EB — and eyes wide open.


