William Moss

@williammoss.bsky.social

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Trans-Pacific spin doctor. Technology industry sub-creature. San Francisco, Singapore and Taiwan. Head of global media relations at TSMC. OG Cyberpunk TTRPG writer. Blogs about comms and dumb stuff at williammoss.substack.com.

A pen and ink illustration of a little swept-wing aircraft with a V-shaped tail and a huge, swiveling jet engine on the end of each wing. There are pylons of rockets and bombs under the wings. There is some text, of which the relevant block reads: MILITECH AVX-9C "VIPER" ATTACK AERODYNE This vehicle bears little visible relation to its non-combat cousins, the AV-4 and AV-7. It is similar to the AV-6, but represents second generation design, dumping the original configuration for the latest in hybrid lifting body technology for increased speed and range. It is designed for use in attack, ground support and crowd suppression roles.
A view from a high floor looking east down Guangu Road from n the evening. The sky is gray, but a rainbow arcs across the whole horizon. There is some traffic on the road and advertising hoardings in the foreground. Hills are visible in the distance.
A text message for a push poll that reads, “Hi, I'm Sarah. We're gathering opinions on the U.S.-Israel relationship and regional stability. Have a minute? Stop2End”
Two large pet carriers on a cart in an airport. One has a brown tabby inside, and one has a black and white patchy cat.
A slow pan of a white ceiling showing dozens of tiny spiders, some moving, some suspended on webs.
A photo from my perspective, seated on a bench on a brick porch, with my knees visible. A hedge blocks my view of the street. An apple tree is visible behind the hedge, along with blue sky.
An absolutely ghoulish Frankenpizza, a sort of deep-dish catastrophe with a dough-bowl of dipping sauce in the middle, as advertised by Pizza Hut Taiwan.
A block of text: "This incident is nothing more than a typical construction mishap," Nathan Berman, managing principal and founder of MetroLoft, said on Tuesday evening. "It happens unfortunately far too often on construction sites: falling cranes, people — God forbid — falling off buildings, windows falling out."
A gray-and-white cat is curled up on a cushioned platform of a cat tree, facing a sunlit window. Above it, a second cat lounges on a higher perch with one striped front leg dangling down playfully, while its black tail hangs beside it.
The dominoes meme, starting at “Balogun Red Carded” and ending at “NATO Collapses.”
A frame from a wushu movie in which a young woman stands next to a man in elaborate makeup at night and says, “You almost killed me idiot! You’re clueless! What the hell!?”
Wu Jing swings a flaming sword in a frame from the movie “Blades of the Guardians.”
An expansive spread of roast duck and pork in four cardboard takeout containers on a cluttered, granite kitchen counter.
The “two buttons” meme were the options are “heat risk” and “shark risk.”
Ben Kenobi saying, “now that’s a name I’ve not heard in a long time. A long time.”
Screenshot of an email inbox showing four unread breaking news alerts from The New York Times sent between 7:37 AM and 8:00 AM, all about Supreme Court rulings. Each message row shows the Times logo, bold sender name, truncated subject lines, and star icons on the right.
A hand holds a small fortune-cookie paper in front of a restaurant table. The fortune reads, “The small victories today will lead to monumental outcomes tomorrow.” Behind it are a plate with chopsticks, a glass, and warm restaurant lighting.
I hold an open can of 365 Organic Tomato Sauce in the foreground of a tiled kitchen floor while two cats sit several feet away looking up expectantly. A gray-and-white cat with a red collar sits on the left, and a brown tabby sits on the right. Both appear focused on the can, as if hoping it contains cat food rather than tomato sauce.
A screenshot of @OwensDamien’s classic 2022 tweet: “I’m 50. All celebrity news looks like this: ‘CURTAINS FOR ZOOSHA? K-SMOG AND BATBOY CAUGHT FLIPPING A GRUNT.’”
A photo of the reflecting pool on the National Mall in Washington, DC, with the Washington Monument in the background. The surface of the pool is covered with green sludge.
A block of text that reads: The only part of this process that has been bittersweet is dealing with my son’s room. As he grew, he didn’t get rid of stuff so much as deposit new strata that created a geological record of his childhood. Thus the current photographocene of elaborate camera gear sits on top of the prior tweenozoic airplane layer, which itself rests on the Legolithic and, at the very deepest, the fossilized stuffed animals and plushies of his smallest, primordial boyhood. Every layer we go through brings back a sense-memory of that stage of Zach’s life, of the evenings reading Dr. Seuss and Jules Verne to him, of the hours building Lego creations on the floor of his room or getting my ass thoroughly kicked at Monopoly, a game I find tedious but that for some reason lights his own kiasu fire. As he drifts inevitably away from us and closer to his buddies and girlfriend and adult life I feel the weight of not just him leaving the nest, but of us collectively emptying the nest and scattering its fibers to the wind.
A block of text that reads: Thus began the Summer of Sales. Everything must go! (This is why I’ve not had much time for writing recently.) We put stuff on eBay and Facebook Marketplace. This revealed a possibly irreconcilable divide between me and my wife. We want different things from selling our possessions. I want to get rid of as much stuff as possible, as fast as possible. My wife, who embodies the Singaporean spirit of “kiasu,” wants to win. This means I have to pre-haggle with my wife on behalf of our notional buyers over the prices we should sell things for. My wife [holding some random object]: What do you think we should sell this for? Me: I don’t know. Ten bucks? My wife [turning the object, studying it critically]: I was thinking $100. Me: It cost, like, $50 new. Ten years ago. My wife: OK. $80. Me: … My wife [hitting the “post” button]: Try, lah!
Vintage advertisement for “Slime Compound” showing three smiling children in white shirts stretching and playing with bright green slime. Text describes the slime as “fabulous gruesome goodstuff” that kids can squish, squeeze, stretch, snap, and drip, packaged in a green garbage can.
Screenshot of an iPhone email inbox overwhelmed with spam-like promotional messages from Condé Nast publications. Seven nearly identical emails from The New Yorker and WIRED arrive within a three-hour span, advertising discounted subscriptions to Condé Nast magazines including Condé Nast Traveler, Vanity Fair, GQ, Vogue, and Bon Appétit. The inbox is dominated by these repetitive marketing emails, highlighting a large volume of unwanted promotional messages from the same publisher.
I, a middle-aged man, wearing a blue New York Knicks baseball cap and a dark T-shirt, stand in front of a large window overlooking a dense city skyline of glass high-rise buildings. I have a serious, skeptical expression and am looking sideways. Bright daylight reflects off the surrounding skyscrapers, and a construction crane is visible among the buildings in the background.
A black and white photo of nerdy looking young man in a suit holding a cigar and wearing black-framed glasses, seated in a rocking chair in front of an ornate sign that says, “Watch Horror Films…Keep America Strong.”
I, a middle-aged man, wearing a blue New York Knicks baseball cap and a dark T-shirt, stand in front of a large window overlooking a dense city skyline of glass high-rise buildings. I have a serious, skeptical expression and am looking sideways. Bright daylight reflects off the surrounding skyscrapers, and a construction crane is visible among the buildings in the background.
A glass-front pizza display case in a pizzeria, filled with a variety of large New York–style pizza slices and square Sicilian slices. Toppings include pepperoni, spinach, cheese, and vegetable combinations arranged on metal trays under bright display lights. Reflections of staff and the kitchen area are visible in the glass behind the pizzas.
A city street scene in Midtown Manhattan with the illuminated marquee of The Late Show with Stephen Colbert at the Ed Sullivan Theater. Tall brick and glass high-rise buildings line both sides of the street, including a building covered in scaffolding and a vertical “COLBERT” sign. Parked and moving cars fill the roadway, while a protected bike lane and a row of bike-share docks run along the sidewalk in the foreground under an overcast sky.
Me, wearing black-framed glasses, a dark cap, and a gray T-shirt sits indoors behind a small black-and-white fluffy dog. The dog, wearing a patterned collar with a round tracking tag, faces to the right with its mouth slightly open. Sunlight streams through large windows behind them, with leafy tree branches visible outside.
The “two buttons” meme, where the choices are “POAST” and “Stay Employed.”
A screen cap of an iPhone lock screen with a Wall Street Journal push alert that reads “your next great meal will be at a gas station.”
A flight path map showing an undulating route from Paris to Taipei, with conspicuous jinks to avoid the Russia-Ukraine and US-Iran conflicts, as well as a mysterious little curve near the Pakistan-India border.
A gif from the 2016 Godzilla movie of the character Serazawa saying, solemnly, "Let them fight!"
A California primary ballot showing 61 candidates for governor.
A screenshot block of text that reads: For recreational dives up to 30 metres, normal air is compressed with 21% oxygen and 79% nitrogen, but for deeper ​dives the oxygen content has to be above 32%, experts said. For depths reaching at least 50 metres, divers are recommended to use at least two cylinders of specialised air each, they said.
An endlessly repeating tile of the 750 calorie “Triple Double Crunchwrap” menu item from Taco Bell.
A block of text: This account is based on internal Terakeet documents, audio recordings of company meetings and interviews with 20 current and former employees. Since those who work at Terakeet are required to sign nondisclosure agreements, they described their confidential work on the condition of anonymity.
The “two buttons” meme, where one button is labeled “POAST” and one is labeled “STAY EMPLOYED.”
Screenshot of the front page of the May 14, 2026 edition of *China Daily*. A large headline reads, “Red-carpet welcome for Trump in Beijing.” The masthead includes Chinese and U.S. flags with a banner for a “Sino-US Summit.” Below the headline is a large photo illustration of Donald Trump and Xi Jinping standing apart and waving. Between them is a blue infographic titled “China-US ties in numbers,” listing statistics about phone calls, trade consultations, investments, jobs supported by exports, and the combined share of global economic output. Columns of newspaper text flank the image on both sides, discussing the summit and U.S.-China relations.
Alt text: A screenshot of the front page of the Chinese newspaper *People’s Daily* (*Renmin Ribao*) dated May 13, 2026. The page is dominated by formal diplomatic news about Chinese leader Xi Jinping meeting foreign leaders and international organization officials. Large photos show Xi standing and shaking hands with Tajik President Emomali Rahmon, Brunei Sultan Hassanal Bolkiah, and UNESCO Director-General Audrey Azoulay. Another photo shows a ceremonial welcome scene with flags, soldiers, and children lining a red carpet. The overall layout presents a series of official state meetings, with bold black Chinese headlines, dense article text, and formal diplomatic imagery. Main headlines translated into English: “Xi Jinping Holds Talks with Tajik President Rahmon” “Xi Jinping Meets Brunei Sultan Hassanal Bolkiah” “Xi Jinping Meets UNESCO Director-General Audrey Azoulay” “Li Qiang and Zhao Leji Separately Meet Tajik President Rahmon” “Han Zheng Holds Talks with Brunei Sultan Hassanal Bolkiah” “Li Qiang Sends Congratulatory Message to Viktor Orbán on Taking Office as Prime Minister of Hungary” A partially visible lower headline reads: “China-U.S. Relations Cannot Return to the Past, but Can Have a Better Future.”
A tabby cat leaps upright on its hind legs, front paws stretched toward a person’s hand holding a small piece of ham just out of reach. The scene takes place in a garage with stacked moving boxes from U-Haul and Chewy in the background, suggesting someone is in the middle of packing or moving. The cat’s body is slightly blurred from motion, emphasizing the energetic jump.
A brown tabby sprawled on a rug with a smaller patchy cat chomping down on his neck.
A brown tabby stretched full length on a carpet, displaying a wondrous, ginger-shaded tummy with two rows of brown dots. If there was a Nobel Prize for tummies, he’d get it.
Screenshot of a Google Finance-style stock card for GameStop Corp (NYSE: GME). The selected 5-day chart shows the stock at 23.31 USD, down 1.74 points, or 6.95%, over the past 5 days as of May 5 at 10:35 AM EDT. The red line chart begins around 25, stays near 24–25 through Apr 30 and May 1, rises sharply to nearly 28 around May 3, then drops steeply on May 4 and trends downward to about 23.3 by May 5. Below the chart, key figures are listed: open 23.21, high 23.73, low 22.85, 52-week range 19.93–35.81, market cap 10.43B, P/E ratio 30.59, and no dividend or quarterly dividend amount.
Alt text: A hand holds a clear plastic bottle of brown liquid over a black kitchen sink. The green-and-white label reads “Dettol” with Chinese text below it, and the handwritten word “emergency” appears in black marker near the top of the label. A faucet, dish sponge, towel, and tiled backsplash are visible in the background.
A brown tabby and a patchy cat napping rump to rump in a comforter on a large bed. They look half tucked in.
A portrait of Queen Elizabeth I with a speech bubble for the post below.
The rear of a black Subaru Crosstrek hatchback, festooned with MAGA stickers, including “Make America Healthy Again,” “Recall Newscum” and SIGSAUER among others.
A three-panel map of the United States titled “Annual increase in monthly premiums for individuals earning $65,000.” The maps compare estimated health insurance premium increases by county for people at ages 27, 40, and 60. A color scale runs from very pale yellow for “No change” through increasingly darker oranges and browns labeled “$100 more,” “$250 more,” “$500 more,” “$750 more,” and “$1,000 more.” Source: KFF estimates. In the Age 27 map, most counties are pale yellow or light orange, indicating little or no increase to moderate increases. Some darker orange areas appear in parts of the West, Midwest, Appalachia, and Northeast, but large parts of the South, Midwest, and coastal areas show relatively small changes. In the Age 40 map, the increases are more widespread and darker than for age 27. Many counties across the West, Plains, Midwest, South, and Northeast are shaded orange, suggesting larger annual premium increases. Some counties, especially in parts of the central and eastern United States, appear in deeper orange tones, indicating increases of several hundred dollars or more. In the Age 60 map, the country is much darker overall. Large areas of the West, Great Plains, Midwest, South, Appalachia, and parts of the Northeast are shaded dark orange to brown, indicating very large annual increases, often approaching or exceeding $750 to $1,000 more per month. A few lighter regions remain, including parts of Alaska, Hawaii, and scattered counties elsewhere, but the overall pattern is dominated by steep increases.
Four fluffy, black cats sit on a broad cobbled driveway behind a tall gate. Three are looking toward the camera
A block of text: California was once "very freeing and liberating in thought," Mr. Brin, a Stanford Ph.D. dropout, said in an interview on campus in December, but he added that the state was "getting away" from its ideological roots. Late last year, he started to organize California billionaires who were fuming in group chats on Signal and WhatsApp about the potential tax on their wealth. He called some of them to drum up support, told aides in his family office to draw up plans to defeat the tax and created two nonprofit groups to push his agenda.
A young man leans out of the driver’s window of a red truck, giving a thumbs-up. A chimpanzee wearing a cap sits beside him, wearing a shirt that says “HERE COME(S) TROUBLE!” The truck door reads “Billie Joe McKay, Owner-Operator, Milwaukee, Wisconsin.”
Movie poster for *Michael* showing a smiling man with curly hair and aviator sunglasses wearing a red leather jacket over a white music-note T-shirt, posed against a warm gold, spotlight-like background. Large gold script across the center reads “Michael,” with “Jaafar Jackson” above it. Text says “From the producer of *Bohemian Rhapsody* and the director of *Training Day*” and “His story begins in theaters and IMAX April 24.” Superimposed over the image is the title, "Black or White" and the subtitle "How hard should we cancel the Michael Jackson biopic?"
A tall blond and black Chinese-style wardrobe cabinet against a taupe wall. A wicker basket sits on top of the cabinet, and a brown tabby peers out from it, as if wondering why the photographer isn't closer an lavishing attention on him rather than whatever monkey bullshit he is doing.