Chapter 7. Keri Smith believes I'm forming a posse to hunt her. Literally.
And I did my first public expose after a year of dealing with this. January 2022-February 2022
We’re entering 2022 in this chapter, but remember there is a whole year of history leading up to this.
I recommend you read our story from the beginning. That’s the way I intend it.
If you haven’t read Chapter 1 yet, start here.
I’m writing this chapter during movie night in my support community - we do them every Sunday - and we’re watching Scrooged.
At the end of the movie, Bill Murray, contemplating forgiveness, love, and kindness, says the following:
“It’s Christmas Eve. It’s not too late.”
For many, the new year brings a fresh start. New beginnings. Maybe we even forgive the people who have wronged us (isn’t that the Christian spirit leftover from the holidays?) and move forward to focus on the person we want to be, leaving old grudges behind.
If Keri Smith came to me today and said “You know, seeing everything I’ve done in one place, I can see that it was wrong. I”m sorry”, then I would forgive her.
I’d love a public apology and contrition.
I’d love for her to tell people to back off, that we’re all going to move on with life and let me move on.
I’d settle for her never speaking about me again.
But I know that will never happen.
I’ve reached out the olive branch and offered to have conversations with Keri on several occasions. My offers have always been ignored.
In some respects, I hope that this project will allow me to put aside my anger at Keri before the beginning of 2023 by letting me completely excise these demons from my system. Looking back on what happened has not always been easy, but it’s also brought a sense of closure, seeing it all in one place. It gives it a new perspective.
But redemption or fresh starts is nowhere in Keri Smith’s vocabulary, at least in regard to me. I hadn’t spoken directly to Keri in over a year, but she was still interacting with me almost every day.
She started off the new year with a bang:
Then, I have to admit, I played a little prank.
I registered the Unsafe Space GETTR handle.
Note: After Carter fired Keri from Unsafe Space, I returned the GETTR handle to him, no questions asked. My beef was never with Carter. It was always with Keri, and I had assumed he was on board with it. Turns out he wasn’t. I always appreciated that Carter stayed out of it.
I had been on GETTR for about six months, but it was starting to get more popular as a platform. And one day, I noticed that Unsafe Space hadn’t registered their handle and snagged it up basically to annoy Keri the same way she had been annoying me (though I would argue that I what I did was far less destructive than what she had done to me up to this point).
Keri took it well, and used it to drum up her usual sympathy:
Notice in the tweet above, Keri has now graduated to completely dehumanizing me in the same way the nazis did, calling me a parasite.
It was truly her most Christian moment.
It was actually a wonderous thing to behold what Keri’s cancel mob did at this point, because they literally did a mass exodus from Twitter to all move to GETTR at the same time to harass me. Several dozen of them registered new accounts just to stalk me on a whole new platform.
In this post, you can see I’m responding to one of Mike Harlow’s fanboys who swooped into my timeline.
Mike Harlow used to call me as he was going through his boyfriend’s drawers looking for pills to make sure he wasn’t on medication, so I know exactly how he feels about it. And, at this point, I had no reason to hide it.
And Keri was so horrified by this that she tweeted it out to her audience, not realizing that it doesn’t make her bestie look very good to be snooping through people’s drawers. But remember, everything must take a backseat to destroying me at every opportunity.
At this point, Keri thinks that she can post about me endlessly and that’s perfectly acceptable, but if I respond in any way to her, I’m the insane one. Obviously.
In fact, Keri can literally follow an account stalking me and posting everything I tweet, and that’s acceptable. But if I respond, I have a mental disorder.
And, per usual, she would always milk the replies for sympathy. Again, she asserts that my victims are coming to her for healing (without providing proof of that).
We touched on this previously, but Keri and her cancel mob were becoming obsessed with me having more than one Twitter account. They eventually became extremely paranoid about it, believing that every single person who replied to them with an anonymous account was me in disguise.
They never were.
I do have dozens of Twitter accounts, but I never tweeted at them with one of them. At most, I used them to monitor what they were saying about me and document it in case I needed to use it later (for a project like this).
I have to admit that, at this point, I kind of started to enjoy the psychology of fucking with them.
I eventually started to figure out that they assumed everything I posted anywhere on the internet was about them.
They thought I was obsessed with them because they were projecting their obsession with me.
They were obsessed with everything I said and did, and it was interesting to see how a single tweet from me could set them off.
Deb Fillman (the Owl of Athena) was pissed off at me because she, along with a group of others, had tried to steal my ideas and pawn them off as her own, and got called out publicly by me for it.
So, she joined forces with Keri to assist her smear campaign.
Somehow, I’m always the one obsessed with Keri, even though Keri never seems to stop posting about me.
Here we see that Keri finally figured out, almost a year after the fact, that I had joined the LPNH and the Mises Caucus.
We’ll see in later chapters that they seemed to convince themselves that this happened in December 2021 after the conservatives “threw me out”, when (as we covered in chapter 2) it actually started in March 2021 when I became annoyed at the political right’s lack of action and focus and aligned more with the Libertarians anyway.
People have asked if I’ve ever offered Keri a truce.
I have. This is me posting from my newly procured Unsafe Space GETTR account.
She responded calling me a narcissist.
Keri had become so unhinged about me that she couldn’t stand to be tagged in the same tweet I was in.
She’s also still complaining about that meme that we covered in chapter 5.
As we also covered in chapter 5, Kieran and I had spent a lot of time on zoom together, about 6-10 hours a day almost every day for six months.
We had a lot of inside jokes.
One of them was fucking James Lindsay.
It started with a game of Fuck, Marry, Kill (when you get a choice of three people and you have to pick one to fuck, one to marry, one to kill).
I picked James Lindsay to fuck because he has a giant sword. It became an inside joke. We bantered about it. And Kieran always knew it wasn’t serious…until he needed ammo to harm me to gain clout with his new crew.
Later, when Kieran lost his mind and started posting our private communication publicly because he got positive reinforcement from Keri for doing so, he would take this inside joke out of context, not explain that it was a joke, and made it seem like I was really suggesting fucking James Lindsay.
As much as I adore James Lindsay, I’m sad to say that it was never a serious thing. It was just banter between two people that was never supposed to be made public.
But, of course, Keri knows no boundaries and destroying me is the only goal thing that matters to her, no matter how hurtful it might be to people’s families:
One might ask why Keri was sticking her nose in this in the first place. Why was she inserting herself into the personal dealings of two people when she had nothing to do with it?
It just doesn’t seem like a very Christian thing to do.
But it gets worse.
Then I got the Libertarian Party of New Hampshire nomination for Governor and she lost her mind all over again.
The Libertarian Party of New Hampshire state convention took place on January 28-29, 2022. You can tell it was an extremely serious affair:
The LPNH nomination for Governor happened by accident (I discuss that and show the timeline leading up to it in this article).
I was actually much more excited about being elected as an official delegation to the Libertarian National Convention in Reno, where the Mises Caucus would go on to take over the party.
I recounted how I got nominated for Governor in this video, but here’s the short version of how I accidentally got nominated for Governor:
I had been involved in the LPNH for almost a year at this point. We wanted to run candidates for either Senate or Governor because getting 4% in either of those races would get the party ballot access.
We decided to run Jeremy Kauffman for Senate.
We kicked around the idea of me running for Governor because we wanted to prevent someone else from getting the nomination (basically, I said that I’d throw my name on the ballot if it meant doing nothing to prevent someone else from being named as our nominee). We ultimately decided against running anyone for Governor.
Then the state convention happened in January 2022.
And at that convention, Ian Freeman of Free Talk Live got up and nominated me for Governor without telling me (or anyone) he was going to do it.
I was put on the spot. I actually yelled “oh shit” when my name came out of his mouth.
I had no idea if I should accept.
I put my head down for a few moments to think.
Then my friend Ash yelled “DO IT!!!!”…and I said yes.
Then I got up and gave an acceptance speech that said my platform was to vote for Jeremy Kauffman for Senate:
You can tell I took the nomination extremely seriously:
Later, Justin O’Donnell told us that we could petition for ballot access for Jeremy and me at the same time, so it wouldn’t be any extra work for the party to put us on the ballot.
We all agreed we were going to put all of our resources into Jeremy’s campaign, and I was fine with that. I didn’t have the time to run a real political campaign. I was just a name on a ballot to give people a choice.
What you really should take from this part of the story is that I was off living my own life in New Hampshire, working with the Libertarians, and trying to ignore as much of the nonsense on Twitter as I could to be able to do things in the real world.
I still hadn’t even read the essay that Keri wrote about me calling me her abusive mother from chapter five (I would about a few weeks later).
I knew that they were complaining about me constantly, but I was really trying to ignore it.
But Keri lost her damn mind about the Governor thing.
It made no sense to me.
Keri wasn’t a Libertarian and she didn’t live in New Hampshire. Why would she even care who the Libertarian Party of New Hampshire endorses for Governor?
The answer is twofold:
For the last year, Keri had been selling this story that I had no friends and that everyone in the world obviously hated me, and this endorsement was pretty visible proof she was full of it.
Keri really thought she and her friends had destroyed me the previous month, and this was evidence they had failed.
I have friends. I have a community of people who I love and who love me.
It just so happens that I’m not friends with KERI’S friends.
Apparently, Keri believes that her friends are only people in the world.
The first person to comment on the nomination was Josh Slocum, Keri’s friend who is a funeral director but claims to be an expert in narcissism. It’s worth noting that Josh also does not live in New Hampshire and is also not a Libertarian.
Josh has since been permanently banned on Twitter, but Keri retweeted this at the time to express her disapproval with the development. Sadly, I didn’t capture a screenshot of the retweet, just the original tweet itself:
It kind of seems like they are making threats to harass the LPNH in retribution for nominating me, doesn’t it?
Hold that thought. We’ll get to it in future chapters.
Of course, I responded to this with all the seriousness it deserved:
For what it’s worth, I never really did campaign seriously for Governor. I made a website with my platform, but didn’t even collect donations.
It wasn’t a serious campaign because we were putting all the resources and manpower into Jeremy Kauffman’s campaign for Senate.
Keri Smith’s cancel mob on Twitter took me being nominated for Governor far more seriously than I ever did.
Keri was obviously looking forward to the opportunity to defame me as a political candidate:
Notice that Psych0metrics person replying to Keri. Keri Smith and her cancel crew basically spent all of 2022 running around telling people that I was going to leave the Libertarians at any minute, that they would denounce me, and I’d go back to the Democrats.
Which never happened. I’m still a very committed Libertarian and member of the LPNH as of this writing, and I have no plans to leave the party anytime soon.
As I said in chapter 2, the Libertarians and the LPNH are my home.
Moving into February 2022…
Here’s Keri getting obsessed with my Twitter burner accounts.
I covered this in chapter 6 in relation to Keri’s attack dog Mike Harlow, but they are truly obsessed with my burner accounts.
Here is the person Keri is retweeting above (her account has since been made private, but I have this from an archive):
Look in the lower left-hand corner of my screen in that image - I’m showing them the name of this burner account to track and see if they were still hate watching all my content.
And it turns out that Keri Smith and her cancel mob were, indeed, still hate watching all of my content.
Here is what the account says when you visit it (it’s still live today, and has never tweeted)
Other members of Keri’s cancel horde also jumped in, proving their obsession with me.
They still rant and rave about how many burner accounts I have to this day.
What they don’t acknowledge is that each one of them actively follows and interacts with an account stalking me that only sees my tweets because they, themselves, have burner accounts.
Rules for thee but not for me.
Anyway, it continues…
In the tweet above, Keri is pissed about me saying that people who have wronged me are welcome to apologize if they want to smooth things over.
Unlike Keri, I don’t hold grudges. I’ve even offered to have healing conversations with Keri herself multiple times (I’ll show proof of that in later chapters). I will forgive and let go if there’s an acknowledgment of the behavior that caused the problem in the first place.
No one is obligated to apologize to me, but if they’d like to mend fences, the door is always open.
Apparently, Keri perceives this as a massive character flaw on my part and an obvious indication that I’m insane and toxic.
And then I hit my first breaking point with this situation.
Given that Keri and her cancel horde were losing their minds over the Governor’s thing, I had started paying a bit closer attention to what they were doing. Most of the people surrounding Keri are legitimately in varying stages of mental illness and I suspected there would be retribution coming.
Remember, anytime I was successful at anything, they would do their best to punish me for it.
Sure enough, I discovered they were scouring my social media history trying to triangulate my location from my posts to “prove” I wasn’t at the Boston Marathon bombing in 2013.
People who know me know how much the Boston Marathon means to me. I lived on the Boston Marathon route in college when I originally started running. I was never a fast runner, and never really wanted to be, but I was able to do distances and have run multiple half marathons and full marathons.
In the first several years of our marriage, my husband and I also ran races together. He was always better at shorter distances like 5Ks. My husband was naturally gifted at running, and could place really high at shorter distances:
(The BAA is the Boston Athletic Association, the same organization that hosts the Marathon).
I had run the Boston Marathon in 2014 and 2015, and had posted publicly about it because it was part of my story.
And the reason it was a part of my story is that my husband and I were at the finish line when the bombs went off in 2013.
It was the first time we had gone to the marathon together since we had been married:
I was BEYOND livid that these people were not only stalking through all of my social media posts, but were making a mockery of this experience.
That’s when I decided I couldn’t ignore these people any longer.
It had been going on for over a year. Ignoring it had just made it worse. They had just become more and more unhinged.
The gloves were about to come off.
I had been bullied and harass almost every day of my life by Keri Smith’s cancel horde for over a year.
I was no longer going to take the high road.
If people didn’t want me to defend myself from being bullied by them, I no longer cared about their opinions. They were not the ones who had to live with this. I was.
I had essentially been a sitting duck for over a year, just getting hit over and over and over and over and over again.
This wasn’t mean tweets.
This was ongoing, coordinated harassment.
If you’ve read through SEVEN CHAPTERS on this site and can’t see that at this point, then I just don’t know what to tell you.
No one deserves to be treated like this.
And it was only going to get worse.
These people have no ethics. No morals. No principles. All they know is outrage.
I started retreating into my Locals community to discuss the issue openly.
I did a stream in Locals when I was still very emotional about this.
Here’s a clip I did from a stream I did 10 days later recounting the event and showing the clip in it’s full context (will get to how this stream happened in a moment):
Of course, they were stalking that stream and cut a clip out of context from this stream and sent it to Locals, saying I had threatened them with violence to try to get me deplatformed.
And I know because I got a called form Dave Rubin demanding to know if I had threatened people with violence on his platform.
I said no, I did not, and the clip was cut out of context. I didn’t hear anything more about it, but this was a clear attempt at them trying to deplatform my business.
In the meantime, Keri Smith’s cancel horde just continued as if nothing was wrong and their behavior was completely normal.
I covered Mike Harlow faking that he had cancer to smear me in chapter 6 if you’d like the full story on that one.
Below, you’ll see Keri’s new best friend (because she hates me) Deb Fillman complaining about me being nominated for Governor.
Deb is not a Libertarian (she started claiming to be as soon as I was nominated for Governor but isn’t involved with the party in any way) and is not from New Hampshire, so it’s a mystery why she believes the LPNH should listen to her regarding their candidates.
Keri, of course, replied, again claiming she quietly walked away from me. As we’ve already established, that did not happen.
“That’s her story” - Keri is still trying to sell the idea that I faked my red pill journey. Of course, we’ve already proven that’s a lie too.
To Keri’s comment above that “you do not know 99% of the stuff those of us who are targeted by her ignore and do not post”, I would absolutely love for any of Keri’s fans to do something similar like this for me talking about Keri, because what you’re going to see is a list of posts of me responding to their insanity.
8 months later, Keri Smith is still bent out of shape about this meme.
I’ve apparently now graduated to being a "malignant dark-triad psychopathic narcissist”, yay me.
As a reminder, Keri has no mental health training beyond listening to a podcast about narcissism run by a funeral director, who also has no mental health training.
How do I know that set of tweets was about me?
Because Keri tweeted it on the same day as Deb Fillman decided to denounce me publicly for clout points from Keri Smith’s cancel horde.
Sidenote: Keri’s church seems kind of cultish.
Keri learned her deeply Christian behavior from her pastor Bradley J. Helgerson and his church, The Church on the Square.
I’ve actually reached out to Bradley on several occasions showing him evidence of Keri’s insanity and begging for his help and to stage an intervention.
He’s never responded.
And maybe because she’s Bradley’s favorite, his own internet celebrity, and is therefore not required to live a life without committing the sins of rampant, public lying, and gossip.
But if anyone else at Bradley’s church disobeyed God’s law, I’m sure they wouldn’t be around for long.
I finally read Keri’s essay calling me her abusive mother.
In one of my meetings with Joshua, we were I discussed this whole affair, he told me I might want to go back and read Keri’s essay to understand where she was coming from, telling me that Keri had compared me to a bully from her childhood (Joshua had, apparently, skimmed it at the time but didn’t really remember it).
So, I read Keri’s essay about me for the first time on a live stream in my Locals community (the stream is still available to watch).
Here’s the part where I learned what Keri’s essay was really about:
Learning that I was Keri’s abusive mother (in her mind, anyway) really brought the entire situation to a head. I had no idea how big the problem was until I read that essay.
My community and I discussed it in one of our private calls the next day and I started going through Keri’s back catalog of tweets about me.
I was overwhelmed. I truly had no idea Keri had tweeted most of the things you’ve seen so far in our story.
Keri was convinced I was stalking her every move, but it had become clear that I hadn’t been following closely enough. I started to look through her replies and found HUNDREDS of tweets defaming me.
I realized that Keri had been targeting me with a smear campaign for over a year that had escalated in the previous two months. Suddenly, the responses I had been getting from people telling me I was crazy made sense. Universally, they were all connected to Keri.
I decided to do a live stream that afternoon exposing the last few months of Keri’s insanity.
You can watch the stream here:
And of course, Keri and her cancel horde were not happy.
Keri Smith thinks I’m forming a posse to hunt her.
And here’s Keri admitting she tried to get me deplatformed from Locals for cutting that clip out of context.
But it’s actually more crazy than that…
…Keri also seems to have this ridiculous idea (and I can’t I even have to type this) that my community and I were forming a hunting posse to hunt her.
A hunting posse. Like, going and killing people hunting posse.
This is next-level psychosis.
Keri’s cancel horde had paid me to join my community, stalk my live stream chat (you can only see it if you’re a paid supporter) and screenshooted this chat as undeniable PROOF that we were coming to literally hunt Keri.
And then she sent it to Locals to try to get me deplatformed. You can’t make this shit up.
What we were actually probably talking about when this chat was sent was the Unwoke Army, which is a group of people who hunt down documents and videos to expose the woke ideology.
It’s hunting for DOCUMENTS AND VIDEOS. Which Keri might know if she believed in CONTEXT.
But no, Keri Smith believes everything that happens in my community is about her and she actually convinced herself that we were going to LITERALLY HUNT HER.
With guns. And violence.
And not only was I going to hunt HER, I was going to hunt my other “targets.”
She called me Charles Manson.
I know I’ve written that several times but it’s still mind-boggling to me.
And now all of Keri’s fans thought I was trying to hunt her too.
And of course, I was treated to our typical Keri Smith defamatory thread.
What I had done on my stream was read Keri’s public tweets about me. That’s it. Read her public tweets for three and a half hours, because there were so many of them (as you’ve seen).
But I’m the villain for reading Keri’s statements out loud.
Sure.
As always, the real victim in all of this is Keri Smith.
Keri had to endure her public tweets being read out loud. It must have been awful. Sympathies poured in from her supporters:
I won’t regret that stream at all. I felt like it gave me my power back. Just like I feel this project gives me my power back.
If someone is talking about me publicly almost every single day of the week, I am entitled to talk about it. And if Keri didn’t like it, she could STOP talking about me publicly.
Keri kept relatively quiet about me for the rest of the month. I was sure that my causing her shame from my stream finally put an end to it.
We did, however, get a dose of Christianity as Keri deeply reflected on her behavior and how she ended up being the victim of an evil narcissist who had the nerve to read Keri’s public tweets out loud.
Never forget that Keri Smith is the real victim here.