We were all on such a high after Freddy’s New Year extravaganza! Or was that the Year before? Its hard to remember!
It all went wrong from then on, from January to December!
The in-fighting was terrible. Everyone hated Convid, my moderators were getting the Mouse treatment, and strange Dave was issuing public statements reflecting his disgust and revulsion at my rude adult humour towards the ladies in the audience.
He took particular offence at me jokedly teasing the ladies to get their tits out for the boys.
(I once said that to a female RMP soldier in the army! We often held naked bars in our Corp’s Soldier’s Mess! She said no to getting her tits out, so I asked her to show us her Fanny instead; to which she duly obliged. Flashing her neatly trimmed minge to all the boys!)
Can you imagine strange Dave hearing that!!! He’d be horrified.
I’m sure I lost a YouTube channel about then, due to vicious porn bombing by Plisko the Bellend.
I’ve lost so many, I’ve lost count.
I lost one to Plisko and then I lost the other to Freddy and Becks.
I haven’t publicly spoken about this yet, and seeing that I don’t want to take anything from 2022 to 2023, I best come clean and tell you.
While I take full responsibility for losing a YouTube channel, I’ve blamed Freddy and Becks, using the same justification in which Paris blamed Steve for himself putting his fist through his laptop screen.
I did something in response to the bullshit Freddy and Becks was putting out about Justin, which under normal circumstances would have got me a weeks ban, but instead resulted in my channel being scrubbed, compounded with the previous strikes to my channel from the S.I.K Mouse stalking gang.
And then Justin came into my life.
To which I can confidently state, was the outstanding highlight of the year.
What with going to Brighton beach and getting naked with the teenage boys!
Little Miss Innocence duly followed, and it’s been murder ever since.
(Though we did enjoy one particular night in Brighton when Justin, myself, Little Miss Innocent and my magical imaginary girlfriend, all met up at Brighton’s Palace Pier for tapas and drinks!)
Of course, I expect you can all guess my outstanding lowpoint of the year!
Being kidnapped from my own home, with all my most precious worldly belongings stolen, thrown in a police cell for 15 plus hours, accused of Stalking with Violence a person I’ve never met, nor want to meet.
It’s been THE MOST DISTRESSING AND HORRIFIC EXPERIENCE OF MY LIFE THUS FAR!
And then the tragic deaths of friends and loved ones.
The first shock was cricketing legend Shane Warne.
Then my dear Aunty Eileen (Fully Vaccinated!)
And to the absolute shock and horror of the Hidden British History community, (and three teenage boys) King Arthur legend Ross Broadstock.
Let’s take a moment to remember all those amazing people lost to the Rapture in 2022!
And recently (although his death was accidentally announced during the World Cup tournament by Gary Lineker,) football legend Pele.
And only yesterday we heard that Vivian Westward passed away at the aged of 81, and today news just in that the disgraced former Pope Benedict has kicked the bucket, and is on his way to Hell.
The sad and tragic passing of our friends and loved one’s aside, it was the year in which one era ended and another began.
From the Elizabethan Age to the Carolean Age.
But it was also the year The Voice of Reason Alex Belfield was sentenced to a 5 year prison sentence for stalking four BBC radio personalities, the most famous being Jeremy Vine.
While it’s hard to talk about, I took great satisfaction in being the first YouTuber to break the news of Belfield’s sentence.
And the Belfield Stalking Trial of the Century wasn’t the only world shattering event I was fortunate enough to cover.
I was there when Boris Johnson resigned.
I was there when Liz Truss entered 10 Downing Street, as I was there when she left it too.
I was there for the Queen’s death, her funeral and everything in between.
But my greatest YouTube achievement of the year was without a doubt, bringing my audience live footage of NASA’s DART space probe smashing into the micro-asteroid Dimorphos!
I’ve always boasted to my audience that I bring them news from across the Galaxy, and I took immense personal joy and satisfaction in being the only YouTuber to bring its audience live footage of a major event, 7 million miles away in our Solar System.
Which makes it all the more painful, to have my channel cancelled due to malicious and frivolous copyright strikes against me, by a jealous, obsessed and fixated YouTube rival.
The hundreds of hours of original entertainment, brought to you with all my heart and soul, cruelly wiped off the face of YouTube, because a certain individual abuses my Human and Fairuse rights.
I cannot even begin to put into words the anguish, sorrow and pain I feel, having been cancelled, my liveilhood stolen and my dreams scattered to the four corners of the Earth.
Read more: Who is Remy Thomas to Piss on my Dreams? https://guerrillademocracy.blogspot.com/2022/12/who-is-remy-thomas-to-piss-on-my-dreams.html
And then there’s been the abuse!
Grobnob the grumpy beggar incel from Preston took great delight in putting the boot in.
As did many others! AJ the paedophile convicted dog-beater for example!
Plisko, Eric’s Crack Bitch, the German Toad, James Hind, Shellie Mote to name but afew.
There was a particularly funny weekend during the summer, when James Mouse thought he had hit the jackpot, when he came across an array of videos, which he thought I had produced and uploaded.
He must had premiered nearly 10 hours of videos, which if I had premiered on my own channel, I would have been arrested and jailed for breaking a number of court orders.
James Mouse is without doubt my number one useful idiot.
And then came along the dreadful duo Ian Bradley and Myra Hindley.
It all started on Little Miss’s Birthday!
Justin and I were having a party and Little Miss Innocent gatecrashed it, and we haven’t heard the end of it ever since!
Being at the receiving end of the abuse and intimidation of both Ian and Myra has been the outstanding lowpoint of the year, on par with my 18th November arrest, which has left me so distraught and broken, that I’ve pushed to the edge of the mental health spectrum.
Read more: Being Kidnapped by Matt Taylor https://guerrillademocracy.blogspot.com/2022/11/being-kidnapped-by-matt-taylor.html
It’s been another year of sabotage by a collection of jealous rivals, who’ve been pissing on my success ever since I first landed in YouTube so many years ago.
Leading the charge to get me either sectioned, imprisoned or killed, is the Brighton based satanist James Hind.
Believed to be behind numerous sock puppet accounts, the reclusive satanist and 12-year-old online decoy, would rather other people do this dirty business than do it himself.
This is evident by his offer to Shellie Mote of a direct payment to any solicitor who would initiate civil proceedings against me.
James Hind was also had a direct involvement in persuading xxxxxxx to make a malicious allegation of Stalking with Violence against me, plus his involvement in persuading xxxxxxx to make a malicious and frivolous allegation of Malicious Communication against me too.
This is the basis of my firm held belief that he was responsible for enticing three teenage boys to make very serious malicious allegations against me during the Christmas period of 2020.
Read more: Matt Taylor’s Christmas Horror Story https://guerrillademocracy.blogspot.com/2021/07/50th-birthday-surprise-tv-presenter.html
As its also my firm held belief that he is also behind the Blakewood sock puppet account, responsible for creating a fake Facebook account of me, and causing immense alarm distress and fear towards both Kelly Rusling and Billy Bennett.
James Hind has been a constant cause of alarm distress and fear throughout 2022, as he was during 2021 and 2000.
Other notable events worthy of mention include creepy Dave, Secret Santa, wanting to send my children a drone each, after throwing me under a bus, and cheering on gleefully as a steamroller, and then a tank went rolling over me too.
What else comes to mind about 2022?
The betrayal of a certain person who I once viewed as a friend and co-host.
I won’t say anymore on the matter because the hurt and distress of the situation is too painful to put into words right now.
Suffice to say that my trust in my fellow man has been trodden upon by the very people who pretend to be the most righteous, caring and compassionate.
For me personally, 2022 will be remembered as the year I got cancelled.
My Mantra for the New Year 2023!
I’m NOT taking anything with me into 2023
If you owe me, don’t worry about it.
If you wronged me, it’s all good.
If you’re fighting with me, you won.
If we aren’t speaking, it’s cool. Be safe and I still wish you well.
If you’re talking about me, thanks for the advertisement.
If you don’t deal with me, continue not to.
If you don’t like me, I don’t care.
If you left me hanging, dont pick me up.
If you feel I wronged you, I apologise.
In all things I forgive you.
Life is too short for all the extra, unnecessary drama; no one is promised tomorrow.
I’m not bitter, I’m better.
I don’t hate you, I simply love me more.
I don’t fight… I’ve already won.