Its Christmas!

What will I be doing this Christmas?

Well, thanks for asking!

Of the last three Christmases, I been arrested two of them.

Around December 2020, the 18th to be exact, I was arrested for allegedly taking three teenage boys into the woods to have sex with, after showing them videos of babies being beheaded!

As what happened on the 18 November 2022, all my computers equipment was taken, including my Sky Internet router and PlayStation4.

I remember with clarity standing outside The Bevy pub in Moulsecoomb on a cold Christmas morning, using the pub's free WiFi to Facetime with my kids.

Humiliating doesn't come close to it.

Apologising to my children that I couldn't see them in Christmas Day because I had been accused of the most despicable and revolting crimes any man could ever be accused of committing.

It took the police a year to come to the conclusion that there was absolutely no evidence to prove I took three teenage boys into the woods to have sex with, after showing them videos of babies being beheaded.

Eventually all my property was returned, with a crack across my Mac Desktop screen for good measure.

Now I'm living through the experience again, having been accused of Stalking with Violence.

Again, another frivolous and malicious allegation against me, the second in three years, has resulted in me being brutally arrested and my equipment seized.

With my Sky Internet Router and PlayStation4 taken again, I'm left with no entertainment across the Christmas festive season.

It's damn lucky that I'm an avid reader and have plenty of books to keep me engaged and enlightened.

But all frivolity aside, I'm going to be depressed as fuck this Christmas because, again, I've got a huge shadow hanging over me, reminding me that I am NOT worthy as my fellow man.

My fellow man can harass, intimidate and violate me with ease and without consequences.

But yet, I cannot defend myself against lies and slander, in fear of numerous thugs storming into my home, taking what they want, bundling me into a police van, and throwing me into a police cell with no further explanation or assurances of what will happen next.

It's fair to say that Christmas now brings with it the dreadful specter of horror and violation.

I'm unable to celebrate Christmas as I once did, because of the constant and overwhelming fear of having my home invaded, of being kidnapped and thrown in a police cell for hours if not days.