Right then.


Last week I reported an alt right account called Godfrey Elfwick for targeted harassment. Twitter saw that they broke their rules and banned the account and its creator. I thought that was the end of it but fucking hell.

For the last week, the alt right have been attacking me, sending me death threats, wishing I’d take my own life, etc. Typical troll bullshit. I can take it, I’m used to it by now. You get to a certain amount of followers on Twitter and some people just fucking hate you.

Over time the attacks got more vicious and more intense. Then tweets, screenshots of tweets, of the TechnicallyRon account using the N word were posted. I felt sick. Absolutely fucking sick to my stomach. I know I’d never use that word, even back when I thought my jokes were edgy and cool, I was never that ignorant.

I contacted twitter to see if they could provide definitive proof (still waiting) and I contacted other people to give me advice on what to do. I tried to rack my brain on how this was even possible, knowing that I would never say or write that. The only possible explanation I have is that an old boss of mine used to find it hilarious to post the most offensive shit he could on my social media when I left my laptop unattended in the theatre. I thought I caught most of them, but maybe these were lost in the timelines. I know this sounds like the typical feeble ‘I was hacked’ response, but anyone who knew me at the time will know exactly who I’m referring to. The tweets aren’t on my account now, I never saw them with my own eyes, and I didn’t delete them, so I am still as in the dark as everyone else.

Now the Alt right and their bizarre amount of free-time have appeared, branding me a racist. I can handle this because I know I’m not a racist. I was waiting until I had proof other than screenshots from people who hate me. I have had trolls in my timeline for years so I was willing to ignore and be patient until I could address this properly… but then they started targeting random followers of mine, my friends, my wife. This I won’t stand for. I understand if you don’t like my account, I understand if you find my political views unsettling, but don’t send abuse to people not involved with this. Send your abuse to me if you must - I can take it - but get a fucking life.

I apologise to anyone upset by those tweets. I would hope that most people who follow me know what my sense of humour is, know what my values are, and know where my heart lies. I know that some people will choose to believe the worst and will be thrilled to see this whole mess, but all I can do is tell the truth.

I’ve always been a champion of twitter. It introduced me to some of the best people I’ve ever met (and some of the worst). I believe twitter can do great things and it has helped me in ways I can’t describe, but right now it is not a good place for me.