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Peacock’s Latest ‘Premium Plus’ Tier Will Now Vacuum Your Floor, Water Your Plants, and Judge Your Netflix Queue

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Peacock’s Latest ‘Premium Plus’ Tier Will Now Vacuum Your Floor, Water Your Plants, and Judge Your Netflix Queue

Peacock’s Latest ‘Premium Plus’ Tier Will Now Vacuum Your Floor, Water Your Plants, and Judge Your Netflix Queue

**NEW YORK, NY** – In a move that has absolutely nobody asking “but why tho?” and definitely not “who asked for this?”, NBCUniversal’s streaming service Peacock has announced its latest subscription tier. For the low, low price of $29.99 a month (plus a mandatory “Content Enrichment Fee” that nobody can explain), the new “Peacock Premium Plus Max Platinum Ultra” tier will now, and I quote, “proactively manage your living space’s physical and digital hygiene.”

Yes, you read that right. In a press release that reads like it was generated by a Markov chain trained on corporate buzzwords and a Reddit AITA thread, Peacock is pivoting from “just another streaming service you forgot you had” to “a smart home appliance that also shows you *The Office* for the 40th time.”

Let’s get the obvious out of the way: this is a stupid idea. It is the kind of idea that gets pitched at 4 PM on a Friday after three Red Bulls, and somehow, instead of getting laughed out of the boardroom, it got funded. According to the press release, the new tier leverages “advanced AI sensors and a proprietary robotic platform” to vacuum your floors, water your plants, and—this is my favorite part—“audit your viewing history to suggest alternative content that aligns with your home’s ‘vibe.’”

So, for the price of a half-decent Chinese takeout dinner for two, you can now have a glorified Roomba that also tells you that your obsession with *Below Deck* is “creating a negative energy field in the living room.” Thanks, I hate it.

The announcement dropped on the company’s official blog, sandwiched between a piece on the top 10 facts about *Law & Order: SVU* and a recipe for “Seltzer-Brined Turkey.” The CEO of Peacock, Kelly Campbell, had this to say in the release: “We’re not just a streaming service. We’re a lifestyle integration partner. We understand that modern families have no time to watch *The Real Housewives of Salt Lake City* because they are too busy vacuuming. We’re removing that friction.”

Ah yes, the age-old friction of having to bend over and plug in a vacuum cleaner. That’s definitely the biggest barrier to watching a show about a woman who sells a $10,000 necklace made of human hair. Who among us hasn’t thought, “I would love to binge *Bel-Air*, but first I must dust the baseboards. Woe is me.”

But wait, it gets better. The “Peacock Orb” (yes, they named it that) isn’t just a glorified dustbuster. It also features a “Hydration Module” that waters your plants. But here’s the kicker: it only waters plants that it deems “worthy of hydration.” The press release clarifies that the Orb uses “sentiment analysis” to determine if your fiddle-leaf fig is “bringing positive energy to the space.” If the AI decides your plant looks sad? Sorry, that fern is getting the digital equivalent of waterboarding.

“We’re curating your biosphere,” the press release says, with all the hubris of a Silicon Valley tech bro who just discovered composting.

And for the love of all that is holy, let’s talk about the “Judging Your Netflix Queue” feature. The Peacock Orb, upon entering your home, will conduct a “Digital Inventory Audit.” It scans your Wi-Fi and looks at what you’ve been watching on *other* services. If it catches you watching *Bridgerton* on Netflix? Prepare for a passive-aggressive notification on your phone: “We see you’ve been enjoying period dramas. Peacock has *Downton Abbey*. Just saying.”

If it detects you’ve been binging *Cobra Kai*? The Orb will physically roll over to your TV and block the HDMI port, displaying a message: “Karate is a metaphor. Peacock has *Ted Lasso*. Be better.”

The internet, predictably, has reacted with the measured, thoughtful discourse you’d expect from a platform that gave us the “Hawk Tuah” girl. The AITA subreddit is already flooded with posts like “AITA for unplugging my Peacock Orb because it told me my Monstera plant was giving ‘low-vibrational energy’?” The top comment, with 47k upvotes, is “YTA. The plant was clearly toxic. You need to work on your aura. Also, YTA for having a Monstera.”

Another user, u/NotMyFirstRodeo, wrote: “I just want to watch *The Super Mario Bros. Movie* in 4K without my toaster judging my life choices. Is that too much to ask? Apparently yes.”

The tech press is, predictably, split. *The Verge* called it “the most dystopian thing since the Amazon Halo,” while *TechCrunch* called it “a bold bet on the convergence of streaming and home robotics.” One writer from *Ars Technica* reportedly threw his laptop out a window after reading the press release.

But here’s the real question: is anyone actually going to buy this? You’re already paying for Peacock for the 0.5 times a month you remember you have it. You’re paying for Netflix. You’re paying for Hulu. You’re paying for Spotify. You’re paying for gas, rent, and the privilege of breathing. Now you’re supposed to pay $30 a month for a ball of plastic that will judge your taste in TV and kill your houseplants?

I asked a focus group of three people I yelled at in a bar. One person, a 34-year-old man named Mike, said, “I would rather pay for this than buy another pair of shoes I don’t need.” Another person, a woman named Sarah, said, “I already have a Roomba. It doesn’t talk to me. I like that.” The third person

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