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I have to ask, if someone wearing a mask and waving a gun, wearing no badge or insignia, refusing to identify himself, dressed in ill fitting fatigues (or jeans and a T-shirt) orders me into a van, do I not have a duty to resist? They could be anyone. These people do not act like cops.
October 8, 2025 at 2:37 PM
Reposted by Moffitar
These are what the #muppets #theshining pages look like when they’re finished. someday it’s gonna get done, I swear! Repost if you know someone who’d be into this.
September 8, 2025 at 7:43 PM
Muggers do not want to allow you the opportunity to talk your way out of being mugged. Similarly, ICE agents do not want to hear "I'm here legally," or "I've applied for asylum," or "I'm a US citizen." They have quotas to meet.
June 12, 2025 at 1:01 PM
Doom scrolling is a desperate, fruitless search for one piece of good news so I can finally put down my phone and get to sleep.
June 12, 2025 at 11:42 AM
There is no greater beneficiary of due process in the history of the world than Donald Trump. Yet he would deny that right to millions because trials are inconvenient.
May 12, 2025 at 11:45 AM
Why is it always prisons? When conservatives are running things, when they want to prove how unrelentingly cruel they are, they always boast about their prisons, and the hell they have created inside.
April 10, 2025 at 3:16 PM
Rainy Day
by Moffitar
3-17-2025

[Instrumental solo]

I'll write a note to my future self
And put the envelope. on a shelf
To save it up just for a rainy day.
Someday I'll find out what I'd sent
And wonder what the hell I meant
That "tomorrow is today's yesterday..."
April 10, 2025 at 1:46 PM
"Rainy Day"
3-17-25
(A song of personal time travel)

I'll write a note to my future self
And put the envelope on a shelf
To save it up just for a rainy day...
Rainy Day by @moffitar | Suno
slow tempo, dream core, male singer, walking bassline song. Listen and make your own with Suno.
suno.com
March 18, 2025 at 2:45 PM
Watch closely, children. This is what happens when a president declares himself king.
March 17, 2025 at 1:18 PM
The human mind is not built to take on such a barrage of negativity, day in, day out. Social media is an unnatural psychological threat. It woos, it seduces, it beguiles, and it poisons. You owe it to yourself to set your phone down and leave the house. Be alone with your thoughts for a while.
February 18, 2025 at 2:27 PM
There's a national security reason for helping helpless people in other countries. Left alone, they tend to turn into hotbeds of anarchy. Maybe it's not our job to solve all their problems, but being seen helping today spreads goodwill when it might make a big difference tomorrow.
February 17, 2025 at 2:36 PM
I understand why my mom cleaned the house all the time. When you're powerless to fight oppression, putting one thing in your life back in order, getting anything done, feels like progress. Even if it's just the dishes.
February 17, 2025 at 2:17 PM
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I need not add more fuel to your fire,
For well I wot ye blaze to burn them out.
Give signal to the fight, and to it, lords!
February 17, 2025 at 6:55 AM
This dystopia is sadly lacking an opiate for the masses.
February 17, 2025 at 1:03 PM
Haiku:
I chase memories
Down a darkened corridor.
Sometimes, they escape.
January 11, 2025 at 3:00 AM
Haiku:
My zombie girlfriend
So kinky! She likes to bite.
Get her a breath mint.
January 8, 2025 at 6:37 AM
Haiku:
Unfolded laundry
Heaped in a pile on the couch
...I’ll sit on the floor
January 6, 2025 at 4:13 PM
Haiku:
Frustrated bees stalk
Flowers on the windowsill
But bounce off the glass 🐝
January 6, 2025 at 3:37 AM
It could be that each of us dies a thousand deaths a day.

But we only remember the paths we survive. If I walk carelessly into the street I am hit by a car and die. But then I am back in my self before I made that choice and think the better of it. That future ceases to be and I do not remember it.
January 2, 2025 at 4:58 PM
I had a dream I was dismantling something using a screwdriver. There was a stubborn screw that wouldn't turn. It was very vivid as I turned it with increasing force. I awoke with a yelp, to find that I was gripping the middle two fingers of my left hand and twisting as hard as I could.
December 9, 2024 at 4:46 PM
“You take the blue pill, the story ends. You wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill...”

(Checks label on bottle)

“...hmm, they both kind of do the same thing.”
December 9, 2024 at 12:20 PM
Every debate on social media always seems to boil down to this:

Advocates: "these people are being harmed and aggrieved by the system."

Naysayers: "stop complaining about a problem which does not personally affect me."

It always seems to come down to empathy vs antipathy.
December 9, 2024 at 12:16 PM
Lessons from The School of Hard Knocks:

Lesson #1: Don't knock too softly. You have to knock harder if you expect someone to come to the door.
Lesson #2: There might be a doorbell.
December 8, 2024 at 4:08 AM