Vetting Diane Dimond’s Infamous “Mass Gun Shooter” Article About Me And How It Relates To Michael Jackson

Diane Dimond is the famed court TV journalist who exposed that Michael Jackson was being investigated for child molestation charges.  Her coverage of the issue was one-sided, and she was rumored to have formed a deal with Prosecutor Tom Sneddon, in which she would leak details about a private lawsuit settlement of Jackson’s, in order to help taint the jury, in exchange for exclusive rights to the first interview with Jackson, after he got to prison.  Of course, Jackson was acquitted and Diane’s plan was thwarted.

I don’t know how I became so special that I could warrant the attention of such a well known national “veteran investigative journalist,” but, after remaining silent on this subject for the last few years, I am finally going to dissect her article, and provide the actual story.  I’m warning you, her statements are wholly false, and I will explain, at the end of the article, why she did this, and how it relates to the Michael Jackson trial.

At no time, in my entire life have ever stated that I am a potential mass gun shooter.  Many of my friends have scoffed at this statement, because I am known as one of the most anti-gun liberals, who despises mass gun shooters, because I had the unfortunate experience of being at the scene of the James Holmes Massacre, and was diagnosed with PTSD only a week after the shooting.

In reality, it wasn’t so much her opinion that I took exception to, it was the timing of the article, only a day after the Isla Vista mass shooting, and the way it was published in Santa Barbara, which is right next door to Isla Vista.  What she did was exploit the shooting, wrote an article filled with right wing rhetoric, and released it in the town where the massacre happened.  I would have had no idea she’d ever done this, if people I knew in SB didn’t come to me and show the article to me, complaining about it.

An aspect of Diane’s article that is hard to process is the lies.  At no time did I ever suggest that anyone had violated the American’s with Disabilities Act, which is just silly.  The last line about the letter writing campaign is interesting, because letters to the editor are as American as apple pie itself, and every newspaper in the country has a section which is dedicated to reader opinion, so why would such an allegedly esteemed writer, who’d enjoyed such a successful career, be rattled by a letter to the editor?

I’ve never boasted about my “imaginary importance in media circles.”  The only statement I’ve ever made about who I am is that I am a national working filmmaker that has created two solicited television shows, one of which was pitched to Cartoon Network’s Adult Swim, who has worked with 2014 Grammy Nominees, made short films, feature length documentaries, and has traveled several hundred thousand miles to thousands of cities, which is all true.  No one called her vile names.  No one threatened her safety.

She is right about one thing.  I do have PTSD.  At the time, I was easily triggered because I had not yet dealt with the diagnosis, and because of Diane and her friends, my life is a living hell.  But she is taking the “prime candidate for a mass gun shooting” comment completely out of context, because as everyone knows I am being attacked by a internet vigilante group who targeted me many years ago, telling me that they were going to “stalk me until I either committed suicide or became a mass gun shooter.” If one were going to pick someone that they were going to stalk until they snapped, it would be someone who had PTSD that is easily triggered, and in that sense, the group that targeted me thought I was a good candidate, but of course, as history has proven, they were wrong.

So basically, for taking opposition to Diane’s article and the way she’s exploited the people of Isla Vista, just to gain a few hits of internet traffic, and writing letters to the editor, she reported me to the cyber crimes unit in LA, even though I was not in LA, she reported me to the FBI, and the Secret Service.  Obviously, this woman must think I am a mass gun shooter, which she has a right to feel that way, but my question is, if you think you are dealing to a potential mass murderer, do you intentionally exacerbate the situation by writing articles about the person?  That seems a little shady.  For example, since many mass gun shootings started with bullying incidents, what if — taking her words at face value —  I had read it, snapped, and started killing people?

I don’t know what the terms for loading articles with bullshit that isn’t true is, but if there is a term for it, I’d use it here.  First of all, she implies that law enforcement is “looking for me,” or “trying to find me,” yet, one can check the internet and learn that my location is always published, and there are thousands of travel photos from some of the most amazing places in the country, because over the last five or six years, as I said previously, I’ve traveled several thousand miles working as a filmmaker and activist, and there is plenty of evidence to prove that.

But just to make a point, she claims they can’t find me, but only a few short months, after publication of this article, I was located when I appeared on television in Akron, Ohio, on WEWS News Channel 5, and even announced a public meeting, so everyone knew where I was, thus confirming that the police were never looking for me.  If you watch the news piece very carefully, please pay attention to the part where I don’t get arrested.

In 2012, I was making a documentary about homelessness, an immersion documentary, when I went into a film forum to put up a post about something that had happened when I was out one night filming, and a filmmaker named Peter John Ross began attacking me, and bullying me, telling everyone I had never pitched a show to Cartoon Network’s Adult Swim, that I wasn’t making my documentary, that I was just a con man and scammer.  Several weeks later, even though I was still out filming, Peter put up a second post public harassing me, which went into my Google results, with no provocation whatsoever.

Long story short, Peter continued to publicly harass me for many years, lying to the world about who I was.  But, all of the sudden, in 2013, I released the homelessness film he said I wasn’t making, Imdb confirmed my TV pilot, and it turned out that Peter was wrong.  Later, when Peter was nominated for a local Emmy, for an educational show that he does on cable access, I protested with a petition, no extra security was called, and I was over 2000 miles away from the ceremony, living in Oregon.

Peter did try to file a Civil Stalking Protection Order, not once, but twice, and both times the orders were dismissed because — again – running a petition isn’t stalking.  What Peter did was exploit the fact that Columbus courts are overworked and under staffed, he lied to the courts numerous times, and the courts, when they realized he was one of the people that had filled my Google results with actual madness, forced him to dismiss the CSPO.
Here, Diane refers to Marjorie Bard PhD, who did not run a non-profit in California but claims to be the founder of Women Organized Against Homeleness, that she claims is in Martland.  However, a quick check on Guidestar reveals that Marjorie is not only not the founder of this .org, the organization lost its non-profit status, a year before Diane claims that I wrecked it.  Once again, back in reality, after I released the homelessness film everyone said I wasn’t making, Marjorie approached me, telling me she knew a “big time Hollywood producer” that was could make me a star.  I told her I wasn’t interested.  After that she snapped on me and started writing blogs about me, in which today there are over 23 of them that are filling my Google results with lies.  Marjorie never had funding, which never dried up, and since the .org was out of business before I met her, it’s impossible for me to have caused her to go out of business.

You’ll also note that rather than cause a homelessness organization to go out of business, I actually funded the formation of one in California, which is still in business to this day, in Barstow.

It’s very hard to tell my side of the story, because we’re dealing with a complex timeline that spans over a period of five years, but at this point in the story Marjorie and Peter had filled the internet with lies about me.  I was also very poor, and homeless, which caused me to have to rent rooms with people, when I could afford it, rather than my own place to live, which is something that happens to almost everyone that moves to LA to be a filmmaker.  Because the internet was filled with lies, people I was living with would look me up, believe what they read, and suddenly I would have no place to live because they would throw me out.  To solve this issue I started living in hostels, where everyone minded their own business.

In direct contrast to what Diane shared, no one threatened two hostel workers, and I was not thrown out for using foul language.  I had actually lived at this hostel, on and off, for over a year, and it was my home when I was in LA, so I knew these two women, very well.  Diane acts as if I was just some random guest, but I wasn’t.  The hostel itself isn’t so much a hostel. but it’s a rest home for wayward woman.

Only a few days before this incident, I had been on tour with Rod Morgenstein from Winger, and Jordan Rudess from 2014 Grammy Nominated Dream Theater.  When I arrived back in LA at the hostel, I was in the middle of editing the music video I made for them.  When I started talking about making the video, and another famous person I had been with, this woman at the hostel went off of me, told me I was full of it, and started insulting my friends, so I got up, and left the hostel of my own accord.  After I left, the women went out onto the internet, where I was still experiencing Marjorie and Peter’s internet shaming campaigns, and posted that I had been thrown out of the hostel.

When I asked for my money back for, $23, and demanded that they compensate me for lost production time, $300, for the video I was making for a then current Grammy Nominee, the hostel hired Ernest Halcon, the former bodyguard for the LA County DA’s office, who checked the video and confirmed that I had not been thrown out of the hostel, and that the employees had lied.  I never met the man’s wife, never spoke with her, but in the middle this man’s investigation I decided to investigate him as well, and learned that his wife’s cosmetics company had been sued, and fined by the FDA, for blinding women with her products.

The successful television writer was Jaclyn, my neighbor in North Hollywood.  When we met she was a writer for Modern Family, which is all she told me.  What I was not aware of at the time was that she was only a staff writer, and not an actual credited writer for the show.  Jaclyn and I became friends.  Only two weeks after I first knew her Modern Family won a 2013 Prime Time Emmy.  The next day, Jaclyn asked me to meet her at NoHo Cafe, where she hired me to be staff writer for a movie she was writing, which she said was to star Billy Bob Thornton.  As we got to know each other, even though we were just friends, we texted day and night, for weeks on end, until one day I got a text from her that said, “I love you Matt.”

I don’t know if I was just confused about what she said, but as time went on, even though she wasn’t really my type, I started to have feelings for her, and asked her out on a date.  In spite of what Diane stated, Jaclyn said yes, but I then learned that the entire time we were talking, she was dating someone else, and she had never told me, which was very upsetting, and it started a fight.

But, there is a major hole and continuity error in Diane’s story, because my brief happening with Jaclyn was actually a month before I willfully walked out of the hostel.  Diane claims that I followed her on dates, spit on her companion, and “posted warnings” — whatever that means — but my credit cards records, and my resume, show that it would have been impossible for any of this to have happened because I was in DC, and Philly with Rod and Jordan, making the following music video:

While I did return for a week, to LA, and ended up walking out of the hostel, I was only there for seven days, stayed at my room the entire time, and immediately left town and flew to Portland, Oregon, as many people, and credit card records, can confirm.
If one looks at Marjorie Bard’s insane ramblings about me, they can see that she tells people to report me to the police, and many people have, all people who have came after me, in some shape or form, who have been fooled my Marjorie and Peter’s lies, who then used the police to harass me further.  I want to be clear to point out that reports can be filed by anyone, but at no time have any charges been filed, because the police, of all people, can see that Marjorie, Peter, and Diane are clearly lying about my criminal record, and at no time, were any laws violated which would warrant me being charged with a crime, to begin with.  But the police reports they incited were used against me, as they slowly developed their scheme to frame me for a crime.

Getting into my criminal record, I have never aggravated assaulted anyone, I have never been charged with public drunkenness, though I have been drunk in public on a few occasions, I have never been charged with violent domestic abuse, the only telecommunications harassment charge I have is dismissed because it never happened, and I was in fact charged with possession of drug paraphernalia, a pack of rolling papers in 1996, but the charge was dismissed because the law they charged me with had been repealed six months before I was charged.  If one were looking for the reason I am allowed to remain free, it’s because I committed none of the above crimes.

It’s been almost two years since this article was published, and I could not sue Diane, because she did not put my name in the article.  This only leads us to one question, why would Diane do this?  Why would she publish an article like this publicly attacking someone she thought was a mass gun shooter?  The reason is because she knows I am not a mass gun shooter, and she knows all of the above is not true.  She published this article for a reason, that goes right to the heart of showing what her real intentions were during the famed Michael Jackson case.

Remember, people accused her of leaking information about a private settlement in an attempt to taint the jury for Michael Jackson, to help obtain a guilty verdict, no matter what happened at the trial.  She was basically accused of trying to frame Michael Jackson for a crime, that she would have got exclusive rights to Jacko’s first in-jail interview, which would have made her a very famous major national television star, rather than just a cable news schlock jock for Inside Edition.

The answer to why she did this is right in her article.  When Peter John Ross went into court to try to file the civil stalking protection order against me, he brought a folder with him, his case. On the first page of his case he referenced this article and said, “He wrote a letter to CNN journalist Diane Dimond claiming he was going to be a mass gun shooter,” and then the text of the article was his next piece of evidence.  Diane provided the backup for Peter’s story, which he used to try to taint the court proceedings, and secure a verdict in his favor, but of course, his plan failed.

But, in my case, it goes a little deeper, because in 2105, when I lived in Barstow, my environmental activism organization received around fifty complaints of local citizens, including children, of being burned by the water., which had not been formally formed yet, but was listed as a “cause” stood up to try to help the burning babies of Barstow, but we could not do this without media. In a random series of events, the anonymous e-mail accounts that were used to run the blogs that are being posted about me, were hacked, and this e-mail, from Diane, to a media outlet in Victorville, shows what she was really up to.

If you look closely, the words in blue “read more in this recent column I wrote” are a link to the very article I am debunking. Diane was preemptively contacting media outlets, sharing her bogus article, tainting the news editor’s opinion of me.  She references Daron Banks, and that story can be found on the following article I wrote for

Notes On Barstow And Hinkley California

In Diane’s e-mail she claims is a front, or a “money scamming group,” but to this day, we have never raised a single dollar, and the money to operate my .org has all come out of our own pockets, and since this article was published we have proven unequivocally that we are not a front, leaving only two conclusions, that the alleged stalker, me, is the one being stalked, and that what Diane has done to me gives a lot more valuable perspective on what she did to The King of Pop.  All of this leaves only one question, was Diane Dimond guilty of trying to frame Michael Jackson?

Well, I’m sure there are a few more questions, as well, but maybe you’re starting to understand how I earned the moniker Mr. Gonzo.


Dissecting The Attacks Being Posted In The Comments Of Fake News Outlet Royal Examiner

I’ve worked very hard in my life to expose corruption.  Quite often, when I hit the nail right on the head, local media outlets can’t argue with my actual statements so they resort to personal attacks and defamation.  I’d like people to see what is happening, and how these internet trolls harass us, which not only defames us in the town we are working in, but has a detrimental effect to the work we are doing all across the country.  These media outlets use their comments sections to add even more lies to their already manipulative news stories.  In the case of Royal Examiner, numerous people have tried to post comments defending us, but they won’t approve them, leaving only comments like this:

When one follows the first link they find this post, which talks about the ownership structure of, and about the various consultants we work with.  You’ll note that the post specifically references the EPA officials, scientists, and attorneys I have consulted with while building the organization, and how is owned by one person, me.

If one follows the second link they are led to another post that was placed on the site, which again references the same exact set of people, and shows that the posts do not, in fact, contradict each other, and that the poster of this comment is simply lying and defaming  I’m not sure if this is an attempt to willfully manipulate people, or this person is just stupid and cannot read.  But regardless, I am the sole owner of, and we work with many consultants.

The poster is attempting to argue that we do not fight for the health and safety of Americans, that we do not fight environmental battles, and that it’s all an online scam.  You’ll note that Royal Examiner is more than aware that we are legitimate, but is allowing these comments to be posted in order to attempt to defame and discredit my .org.  All one has to do is go to the internet and do a simple search, or go to my fan page for, to see the truth.

For instance, there is my short film Poison in the Grapes, exposing the Superfund site in my childhood neighborhood of Castle Homes.

There is also the ABC News piece about the same battle, an entire year later.

How about the chunk of my as yet unreleased documentary, which was filmed all over the country, about the Superfund project: Death Water

Of course if one goes to the page they can see the cancer cluster education campaign we ran in Moab, Utah

One also look at the top of our fan page and see the short film video piece where we exposed the plume of TCE in the ground water in Burbank, and that it was published by Alex Hwang, so if the work is just the work of myself, why is Alex’s name published?

Do you see what is happening?  We are being attacked by idiots and trolls, who are lying and manipulating people, who are wrecking the name of my organization and jeopardizing the health and safety of everyone we are trying to save, simply to protect the corrupt government officials in their town.  This is the problem with the internet, today, it’s filled with misinformation and lies, and we are nothing more than victims of these worthless scumbags, a group of people who will hurt anyone, just to protect themselves.

Vetting The Words Of The Anonymous Troll Who Is Harassing The Fans On My Fan Pages

Last night someone leaked a series of messages, about me, that are being forwarded to people who comment on my fan pages, by a man named Jonathan, who appears to be a deeply mentally disturbed right wing nut job Pizzgate truther.  Though I am not going to try to discredit every point in his schizophrenic ramblings, I want to address one specific allegation, which should stand to provide evidence that everything else this psychoapth says is a complete fabrication of reality.

The WordPress blog he is referring to was not one blog but a series of blogs that were filled with commentary that was threatening my children, calling me a “faggot,” and repeatedly encouraging me to commit suicide, that was obviously written by a very mentally disturbed individual.  Here is just one very small sample of this person’s very clear psychological issues.

WordPress removed theis series of blogs when, one day, the voices in this persons head became so loud and deafening that they finally started publicly threatening to murder me, and they posted my alleged social security number, which is not in my criminal records, but the fact that they had it, reflects the level in which they are stalking me.

What is interesting about the tactic this stalker is using is that they are telling people, in private messages, what they actually did to me, threaten my life, so if I say what happened, the person sending the messages sounds like they are telling the truth.  As a result, I am posting the message from WordPress which confirms the real reason the blogs were removed.

It Should Be Alarming That “No One Knows Who I Am”

After a half a million miles of ground travel, to over two-thousand cities, working as a filmmaker and activist, meeting tens of thousands of people all across the country, generating millions of readers, viewers, and haters of my various forms of content, one should be shocked that they’ve never heard of me, but if you want to know why my Google results look the way I do, I’m just grassroots famous.

A woman at a media outlet the other day, said, “Well, if you’re so successful, how come I have never heard of you?!”  I replied, “Well, there are three hundred thousand people in this country, and if I generate six million readers, then that leaves two-hundred ninety-six million people that have never heard of me.  You sound like a Facebook troll!”

It’s not just that I have generated a lot of traffic, I have a very unique resume: two solicited TV show pilots for major cable networks, toured with rock stars, worked with Grammy Nominees, career groomed by numerous legendary artists, traveled the country doing good deeds and helping people, funded a homelessness organization, exposed cancer clusters and other environmental issues, helped stop one of Chris Christie’s garbage trains, have at least a half a dozen fake news articles published about me, have my own dedicated internet vigilante group, made a metric shit ton of money in the process, and on and on and on.

The part, to me, that is the most fucked up, is that because of the local — to each area I work in — nature of my work, the people who are supposed to be writing about me have exactly 1/1000th the traffic and career experience that I do.  I’m actually way more successful than the people who have the nerve to tell me I am nobody, to the point that 90% of the time I think it’s more professional jealousy that keeps people from writing about me than the fact that my stories aren’t interesting.

Even for the most seasoned journalists, and the most well traveled rock stars, I can keep up with them.  For example, Metallica in the 1990’s did an exhausting 256 dates a year, touring, and I have them beat.  Fuck, in 2014 alone, I spent over $28,000 on plane tickets, hotels, taxis and dinner, and that air travel is not including in the half a million miles!

All I have to say is, it’s time for me to have my day in the sun.  I’ve worked for it, harder than any other person alive, and I will God damned if I am going to get taken out by some shit bag loser at a media outlet with 768 fans in Front Royal, Virginia.  Believe that!!

I’ve Been Investigated So Many Times It’s Hilarious

I suffer from an unfortunate syndrome of not being a shameless self-promoter but should be.  An example of this was in 2014, when I went on an eighty-thousand mile road trip, to advocate the importance of environmental awareness to thousands and thousands of people I personally met and along the way, in order to educate people about the EPA’s Superfund toxic waste site program, which consists of 1,337 sites, at the time of this writing.

For eighty thousand miles, amounting to roughly ten full road trips around the United States, I stopped every ten miles, hijacked travelers in truck stops, armed only with my phone and a link to the EPA’s National Priorities List, and schooled people about the Superfund.  As I would start speaking to everyone in the room at the same time, some people would look at me like I was crazy, until I showed them the list of sites on the EPA’s website, and said, “Why don’t you know about this already?”  At that moment, I then held captive audiences, of five to ten people, from all walks of life, several times a day, for an entire year, amounting to a seriously large amount of people who became enlightened to reality by my efforts, people who became empowered to start causes in their own community, essentially infecting the American public.

By the time I was done with my stump speeches, almost everyone I spoke with agreed that something needs to be done to educate the public about the sheer volume of toxic waste dumps in the United States.  Along my journey, I found that almost no one knew about how many sites there are, while a random person, here and there, would pop up who was an armchair expert in the subject, though those people were exceedingly rare.  Once I was done, I walked away from them, left them in shock, didn’t tell them my name, because I am not doing any of this for attention, and really, who I am does not matter.  The exit was just bad ass, if you ask me.

The trigger for that massive road trip/public education effort was being investigated by the EPA, for an “alleged incident” a year earlier in  2013, where I walked into the Region 5 EPA office, with a camera, to demand that the EPA do something to clean up the Superfund site in my home town of Akron, Ohio.  At the time of the road trip, I was also participating in the investigation into missing person Sally Estabrook, mother-in-law of Dave Mustaine, from Megadeth.  Dave’s wife Pam had shared one of my writing pieces, even though I had asked his family not to, which cause a lot of sudden attention I wasn’t prepared for, including unwanted attention from the government.

The day after my article was published, I was called by the EPA-CID, who suddenly had an interest in investigating me over the series of events in my short film Poison in the Grapes, where — as I stated previously — I  walked into the Region 5 office, or the office of the very same officials who were later forced to resign over Flint.  Even though it had been eighteen months since the film’s release, now that I was getting small amounts of national attention, suddenly I was a person of interest.  The investigation made me so angry that I literally got in my car, drove to every state, and told people in person, about my advocacy campaigns, just to spite the EPA, because if the EPA threatens me, or attempts to silence me, they have been taught that I’m going to fight them ten times harder, in ways that they can’t disrupt my efforts.

The following year saw the publication of numerous fake news articles about me, used to attempt to smear my name, by a “seasoned investigative journalist” who shall remain nameless, moving on to an investigation by the FBI, ending with a 90 day investigation by my bank, for money laundering allegations, with the sum total of the investigations was me being cleared of all wrong doing, which was the way the outcomes were always going to be.

It was clear that all of these investigations were initiated by my very own internet vigilante group, a group of truthers I haven’t heard from in awhile. 

The last three years, for me, have been the years of the secret rock star, in which I enjoyed repeated and extraordinary successes, including making a music video for a 2014 Grammy Nominee, to add to my resume which already contained two solicited TV pilots for Turner Networks, a feature length gonzo immersion documentary, and the aforementioned exceptionally successful local Akron film Poison in the Grapes.  I got to do TV news interviews, and travel to every amazing place in the country.  I flew a hundred thousands miles, bought my first BMW, and then drove a hundred thousand more, eating every amazing restaurant, slathering myself in luxury that I earned after years of hardship, suffering, and abject poverty.

I even had me a few good celebrity feuds, just for GP, with the most epic being the public battle I got into with Stone Temple Pilot vocalist Scott Weiland’s management, over a sound track I was going to record at Scott’s studio in Burbank, and I am pretty sure there is at least one song on the new Megadeth album that is about me.  The Mustaine’s  rolled me under the bus when they published my work after I’d asked them not to, and then they did nothing to help me play clean up.  They just ditched me, and left me exposed, when I wasn’t prepared, like “See ya later, fuck you.  Also, praise Jesus.”

Along the way, I made some friends, too, with my most cherished guru I’ve met, and got to know, being Lonn Friend, the former editor for Hustler and Rip Magazine, the man who met me at Hollywood and Vine “for a slice,” and gave me the financial guidance, at the beginning of all of this, who prepared me for the coming punishments for being a muckraker.  Of course, stepping back a few years, I can’t leave out Sergio Aragones from Mad Magazine, who encouraged me to travel, in the first place.  I also need to cite former Cartoon Network’s Adult Swim development director Scott Little, for giving me a crash course in major cable network pilot development and character development, which made my follow up films nothing less than professional.  It turns out, my artistic career has been carefully groomed by some of the most brilliant artists, and talents, on the planet, and I’m proud of that, because those pros turned me into a pro, myself.

Of course, those years also saw the publication of dozens and dozens of my articles, one of which received over a million readers by itself, short film pieces, we exposed cancer clusters, ran campaigns to push corrupt political candidates out of office who supported pipelines, to the point to where I engaged over six million readers, and viewers, of my content, and a whirlwind of incredible social media numbers.

Because of the attention, and the efforts of the internet vigilante group, I also endured hundreds of internet mobbing attacks, and have been threatened to be investigated, or have been investigated, by everyone from every arm chair investigator in the country, to federal investigators, to investigative journalists, to my own bank, resulting in one consequence:  I do not give a fuck.  Period.  Don’t even bother trying.  You might as well go have an argument with a brick shit house.

I have been hit with every form of weapon an activist can be hit with and I have demonstrated that I am the liquid terminator, or like a bad case of social reform herpes.  The facts are, at this stage in the game, there is no Valtrex that can suppress me, and the only thing than can take me out is lava, so if you want a battle, you better bring a volcano and don’t expect me to give a shit about people continually working to making me more and more infamous than I already have been for the last few years.  Bring it on, let the media flow, make me even more of an urban legend than I have already become, see if I give a shit if you want to work for me for free.

To reasonably estimate how hard I have been hit, let’s consider the type of media raping my friend Tareq Salahi underwent, to the point that Diane Dimond, of all people, stepped into defend him!  Sans SNL making fun of me, and helicopters flying over my house, I’ve approached that fever pitch of controversy.  I mean, Diane knows I hate her guts, mostly because I don’t like what she did to Michael Jackson, but I do thank her for stepping up to protect Tareq, a guy who, over the last few years, is a changed man, who has set about on a path of redemption that I can wholly respect, because if you’re close with him, he really is a nice guy, no matter what you’ve read on the internet.  It turns out, people can change, and in my opinion, after being a part of his life for the last eight months, is that he’s been humbled and is continually working to improve himself, and be the best man he can be.  I can’t condone who he was, but who he is today is most certainly not the lesser appreciated version of his former self.

But of course, the club I am in, the infamous, the gate hoppers, the Gonzo elite, the Hollywood fringe characters, it’s a badge of honor to endure a massive controversy, and much like I was part of the in crowd in LA, or the in crowd in Silicon Valley, I’m pretty much becoming the same thing where I live now.  I’ve been all over DC, meeting the people I need to meet, forming new relationships to help me reach my goals for  Much like Tareq, I have settled down, to the point that it’s January 11th, and I have only stayed in one hotel, whereas before, I stayed in thirty different hotels each month, and would be on my eleventh city for the year.

There is no point in even leaving the house, as I’ve really been everywhere, filmed everywhere, all 48 continental United States, busting my ass to get to the point where I can just… relax.  But can I live without being a rock star, and enjoying the attention, adoration, and respect of the tens of thousands of people I have met in the entirety of my six year career?  Probably not.  Being in the public eye, having fans, people in my face, it’s become what I know, and how I function best in this world.

The old adage is true, there really is no rest for the wicked, because much like Batman, wherever I go, the dark shadows of reality will call me…. I am not continuing with this narrative, screw Batman, he only works in one city, and he wears tights, screw him, really.  You hear me Batman, screw you!!  What I am trying to say is that someone pulled the Matt signal, and I am needed.  I’ll stop now.  I apologize.  Feel free to punch me in the face, for everything I’ve just said in the last paragraph.

I’m all in, and ready for anything, and I say if you are going to investigate me, start with the source, because I can give you much better dirt on me than anyone on the internet can, and I love to expose my own corruption and let the slugs of society slowly devour me.  I assure you of that.

Since I just had to tell you I did all of this shit over the last few years, you should ask yourself, much like the question I’ve asked about the Superfund “Why haven’t I heard about this guy already?”  Once you understand that in that time, much like Metallica, hundreds of media outlets refused to write about my work, or only featured negative or completely false content, factor in the Superfund info, and the constant retaliatory investigations, it’s not too hard to understand why no one knows who I am, except the millions of people who happened upon my work, read it, and still don’t know who I am. Wrap your head around that.  There are three-hundred million people in this country, and if you get to speak to six million of them, that’s still two-hundred and ninety four million people that haven’t heard of you, so matter how much success a person has have there is always someone who will shit on you because you are nobody, and realistically, you are nobody!

Moving on towards the future, let me be the first to say that I literally do not give any fucks what anyone tries to do to me, because for some reason, this random group of people came along, a few years ago, and made me hard as nails, with a callous of thick skin coating my once fragile psyche, preparing me for all my coming battles, like facing an endless boot camp of madness and abuse, from hundreds of people threatening my life at the same time, to publicly battling bogus court filings filed against me, to Diane’s impressive attempts to not only put my balls in a vice, but then later opening a door for me, which connected me to dozens and dozens of new business contacts, helping me make more progress in the last six month than I made in the last six years.  Thanks Diane, I owe you dinner for that, but because of what you did to Michael Jackson, you’re paying for drinks!

Just understand, I am Gonzo jedi, now.  I think if I was likening my life with the works of George Lucas, and ending this article on esoteric references only very few people will get, I already passed the scene where my father was supposed to save me from the Emperor.   In my version of Star Wars, The Emperor eventually grew bored of shocking me with force lighting and went on to teach at a University, while Darth Vader never saved me from my impending doom, but later died from a heart attack in his driveway.  Everything is all off script, you know, so we’re in fresh creative territory here, finally!

All I have left to say is, let’s get this show on the road!!


I Bought Christmas Presents For Over A Hundred People Last Month

December was about charitable giving, for me.  First, I made a large donation to a local charity that was working to buy Christmas presents for cancer survivors in DC, which resulted in directly buying Christmas gifts for seventy-five people.  On top of this, for people I am directly connected to, I gave them two-hundred dollars towards their Christmas shopping.  I bought an exceptional amount of goods from friends that are local merchants, to give them a Christmas boost in sales. I bought steak dinners for local managers of various establishments, and left large tips for the local servers, amounting to several thousand dollars of giving.

I rarely talk about any of this stuff, as what I’ve printed is only the proverbial tip of the iceberg, when it comes to what I’ve actually done in this country, in the last year, which has amounted to  tens of thousands of dollars in gifts to other people and organizations.  Already a few sad examples of humanity accused me of “patting myself on the back,” even though 95% of my charitable giving is done in private, with no credit given.  I don’t know why people have such an adverse reaction to a person helping others, but it happens, and all I can say to those critics is, maybe you need to focus on yourself, rather than me, and direct your criticism there, instead.

All in all, I am completely satisfied with what I’ve done.  My actions over the last month have inspired me to do even more, to begin focusing everything I have on helping others.  I’ve had my fun in this country, I’ve lived a life filled with the kinds of luxuries that only rock stars could sympathize with, I’ve collected as much junk as I need for one life time, and find that I feel the most rewarded when I am helping others, rather than focusing on myself.

As a result, the world can judge me all it wants, people can lob their criticism, and all I can do is keep my head down and keep doing good deeds.  I’m no hero, either, nor am I a saint.  I’ve had plenty of times in my life, just like everyone else, where I have not been the best person I can be, but those past negativities do not preclude me from trying to be a good person, every day, trying to just be an example for people, trying to pay it forward for everything that has been done for me.

Next Christmas is going to be even better, because I am going to raise the bar to 25k in charitable giving.  We the people who are fighting to spread goodwill are going to give thousands of people Christmas presents.  Last year I had no warning before the cause was presented to me, so I was limited in what I could give, but this coming year is going to be amazing.  I can’t wait.


Apparently Someone Crashed My Dad’s Funeral Tonight

I just heard about it.  Apparently, someone walked into my Dad’s funeral, tonight, who knew him, in order to pay their last respects, and that person also happens to be one of my employees.  At one time, he was a friend of my family, that visited our home many times, as he is the drummer from my old band from high school, but it seems my family didn’t recognize him.

I was told that he walked in, quietly paid his last respects, that a few photos were snapped, and that he was accosted by my sister, who was “extremely violent towards him.”  Of course, my employees only handle themselves with the utmost of societally appropriate behavior, so when they went low, we went high.

At one point, his cell phone was ferociously ripped from his hands, smashed into the ground, and then confiscated.  Photos that legally belonged to me, captured for private use, and now for potential use in a future court case, were deleted.

Removing the phone from him in the middle of the incident, thus preventing him access from appropriate emergency services during a domestic incident, is a felony, taking his phone was theft, but as the cookie crumbles, my employee brought a reliable witness along with him.  It seems that he was also threated with assault, and the funeral home acted as accomplices in these actions, as was relayed to me.

I was told that they made numerous statements about my sister’s and father’s relationship with me, they were all atrociously horrible comments and I will not repeat them here, because I don’t allow discrimination and hate speech to be printed on this blog.  They tried to convince him that he should never talk to me again, and said more terrible, terrible, but unprintable things, which could greatly affect my work due to the potential loss of an employee, words I believe are willfully malicious and slanderous, in nature, but again, grandma might be reading, so I’ll save her the shock to her delicate heart.

I, for one, feel that the actions of these people confirm a lot of things about my past, that were hidden previously.  Especially my sisters unwarranted rage towards me, her ongoing demonization of me, her continued statements (to anyone who will listen) being printed all over the internet, the sum total of her comments being used to defame me, and cause damage to my career, for many years, as I have repeatedly made requests to my family to respect my career and privacy.

We all got a little taste of the true Berdyck family, tonight, though.

Even though I did not get along with my father, I loved him, and I forgave him a long time ago for the things he did to me as a child.  Through all of this I have learned that you can love someone but also be glad they are rotting in hell, at the same time, as you can’t truly feel hate for someone until you’ve loved them, first.  Instead of just looking at the bad, I try to remember the good times we had, the times before my sister was born, because as soon as she came, I ceased to exist.  All I wanted to was to make a positive speech at his funeral, no bullshit, just talk about the times he was good, and show people that I am more than willing, and have been, to take the high road.

But, they pushed me out.  First, they tried to hide the death completely.  Then, they left me out of all of the planning, and scheduled the funeral when I could not be there, but for me, seeing the body was important closure that I needed, and my mother and sister have done everything they can to make sure I don’t have it.  I will let you decided what kind of person does that.  I mean, have I ever disrupted a funeral in my entire life?  Nope, not once.  I never would.

And tonight, we did not disrupt his funeral.  The way it went down was very organic, and not planned in any way, in that my employee really knew my Dad and was there to pay mine and his last respects, as my father was the police officer who worked at the library where my friend grew up.  On top of this, since the victim was in a band with me, he was a part of my life for an entire year of high school, ate dinner with our family.  He is also the guy who was in the car with me when we got pulled over when I was eighteen and he was only seventeen, but his eighteenth birthday was in nine minutes, so my Mom also went to court with his Mom, for charges that were later dismissed when it turned out I had his parent’s permission to have him out after curfew.  He said he was honored to go and pay last respects and he meant no harm to my family whatsoever, and that is absolutely true.

He explained to them that he just wanted to help me get some closure and was there on my behalf, and meant no harm to them. But, they insisted on making a scene, and turning it into a madhouse, because my immediate Berdyck family has no class whatsoever, no ability to remain civil, and so the simple act of kindness, by my employee, something he knew I needed to be OK, acting with no malicious intent, whatsoever, was turned into a fiasco, as my father would say, by my sister.

Let them do as they must.  The points in my coming lawsuit against my sister are stacking up.   Let’s not forget that man that took the phone is a member of the military who committed as felony, and can be subject to criminal charges, for his actions, which I have not pursued, and a military investigation if he is still enlisted, but I know he was just doing the bidding of my sister because if he didn’t she would make his life a living hell.  If I had to live with her, I’d be living in fear as well.  That’s for damn sure.

Needless to say, my family had choices to make, in the way that they handled this death, and they got everything they gave, right back, when what they could have had was a nice funeral, that we all worked together to build, which would have been much nicer than the one he had, because even though my Dad had more than enough insurance, my sister cheaped out, and spared every expense, which is typical for my family.

I’ve been telling people about them for years, and with every passing day, they prove, unequivocally, that they are exactly who I say they are.  I’m just the messenger on this one, they set the script.


Album Update

I’m still hammering away at my album, but the process has gone well beyond what my original schedule was supposed to be.  Since I am playing drums on the entire thing, with a few guest appearances, the first major stumbling block I had was that I couldn’t play the drums.  Two hours of practice a night and six months later and I’m finally at the drumming level I need to be at, in order to finish the album.

Another long journey was the struggle to find the right guitar and guitar sound, which led me through numerous amps, pre-amps, and dozens of guitars, searching the exact sound I was looking for, which resulted in me amassing a pretty decent guitar collection!  I’ve settled on the Les Paul in the the middle for solo tracking, with Burstbuckers, plugged into DBX 676 channel strip, fed into a Mesa Boogie Triaxis, and then broadcast by an Orange cab, into an Audio Technica AT 40-50 condenser microphone.


For rhythm tracking I’m using the Explorer, that is split between a two sounds and two separate Marshall cabs, with one being a Plexi preset on Pod Pro X HD, and the other sound generated by various assortment of stomp boxes, but I have not found the perfect pedal, as of yet.  The result is one cab is miked with the AT 4–50 and the other with two SM57’s, with each signal being split, conversely, between the right and left channels in the recording software, giving me a massive rhythm sound, recorded in a cherry wood room.

On the song writing side, I have roughly seven songs plus a few interesting covers, all ready to be recorded, which in of itself has been long process, because I did demos of everything first, and must have recorded a hundred takes of drums while I was working on getting the perfect drum sound.  This means I am now at the point where I am pretty much ready to start recording, and who knows how long that is going to take!

It’s occurred to me that I am not on a timeline, and the longer I spend nit picking over the details, the better everything sounds, the more takes I record, the better the final recordings will be, which right now are already at LA quality, but for an example, I’ve already done over three hundred takes, nailing the drum track for the first song, which will be released soon along with a wicked accompanying music video.

As for the album, I’m going to keep chipping away until it’s perfect.


Wikileaks Exposes Marjorie Bard PhD As US Intelligence Official

For many years, there have been rumors that Marjorie Bard PhD, the woman who has been destroying my environmental causes, is a US government operative.  Not only has evidence been presented that her e-mails originate from a DoD server, but recently, Wikileaks added her to its ICWatch website, as a US intelligence official.


Working On My Home Studio and Office


It’s an ongoing work in progress.  I actually built this desk, custom wrap-around, out of parts from Ikea, and added a second guitar rig, a few days ago, using a Digitech 1101 and foot pedal as a midi controller for the entire studio, so I can hit one foot switch and completely reconfigure the guitar sound, through five different guitar processors (Triaxis, Pod HD, Sans Amp PSA 1.1, and Digitech 1101), and three 4 x 12 cabinets, all miked with an AT 4050, into a DBX 676 channel strip, along with eight channels of Focusrite ISA’s.



What Does The UMTRA Uranium Clean Up In Moab, Utah Have To Do With The Residents Of Los Angeles

I traveled to Moab, Utah to see the arches, but stumbled upon something else, just three miles north of town.

There is a massive pile of Uranium tailings, the byproduct of Uranium enrichment, sitting in Moab, Utah that sits right next to The Colorado River and is leaking Uranium into the river which is the drinking water source for a large portion of Southern California.


The Moab Uranium Mill Tailings Remedial Action (UMTRA) is a project, administered by the Department of Energy, to move the pile out into the middle of the high desert and bury it somewhere that the Uranium cannot spill into the drinking water supply.


The Department of Energy states that the project is 51% complete.  Tailing shipments began in April, 2009, and are expected to continue through about 2032.


Because of the location of the pile there is concern that a flash flood will strike and wash even more Uranium into the river, which will make it’s way to Lake Mead, and eventually directly into a major Southern California drinking water supply.   What does a flash flood look like in Moab, Utah?

I’m doing all kinds of research on this subject right now, reaching out to different officials and agencies, working to understand the real risks of this pile, and soon I’ll have a short film prepared for the people of Los Angeles, filled with information and links so they can research the issue themselves, and so that we can all work together to make sure So Cal is both aware of the issue and prepared in the event of a disaster.


Poison in the Grapes – Castle Homes – Akron, Ohio – Superfund Information

Summit Equipment & Supplies, Inc.

Site Information
  • Akron, OH (Summit County)
  • EPA ID# OHD055523401

(where to view written records)

Akron-Summit County Public Library
Science & Technology Dept.
60 S. High St.
Akron, Ohio


The 7.5-acre former salvage yard and scrap metal facility, located at 875 Ivor Ave., Akron, is bordered by the Akron-Barberton Beltway Railroad tracks to the north; a low-lying woodland and marsh to the east; a residential area to the south; and a light industrial area to the west. The marsh to the east of the salvage yard is immediately adjacent to Lake Nesmith, a local recreation area.

Operating from the 1950s to the 1980s, Summit Equipment accepted large numbers of transformers containing PCB oils. It also stored transformers and batteries intended for scrap and reclamation.  In the early 1970s, batteries were recycled while metals from electrical equipment were smelted on-site in a small furnace.  Oil reclaimed from the transformers reportedly provided fuel for the furnace.  These activities resulted in on-site PCB contamination of soil and off-site movement of the PCBs. These site operations also resulted in ground water contamination under the site.

In 1987, EPA conducted an emergency action to stop the PCBs from moving off-site.  About 300 capacitors and 1,300 transformer carcasses were also removed to stabilize the site and protect neighbors’ health as well as the environment.

In 1991, EPA also oversaw removal and disposal of:

  • 2,000 tons of contaminated scrap, motors, and stone
  • over 160 drums containing various items including furnace residue, metal grinding dust, and PCB- and mercury-contaminated soil
  • non-hazardous waste oil, paint residue, and batteries
  • over 432 cubic yards of tires
  • 219 tons of building demolition debris
  • two large transformer carcasses weighing 2,500 pounds
  • three mercury rectifiers and eight compressed air cylinders

In 1998, the EPA finalized a long-term cleanup plan, called the record of decision, which included:

  • clearing unexploded ordnance
  • excavating all contaminated soil
  • backfilling and regrading the excavated areas with clean fill
  • transporting contaminated soil to a permitted landfill for disposal
  • monitoring the ground water
  • restricting future land and ground water use

All of these actions were completed by 2000 along with continued ground water monitoring.  The 1998 cleanup plan was slightly modified in 2004 to remove unnecessary land-use restrictions.

Site Updates | Latest Update | Technical Documents || Five-Year Reviews || Legal Agreements

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Site Updates

August 2014

In 2013, EPA completed a status review of the site’s cleanup. This type of review is required at least every five years where the cleanup is complete but hazardous substances remain at levels too high to allow unrestricted use of the site. These reviews are done to ensure that the cleanup continues to protect people and the environment.

The review included:

  • An evaluation of background information.
  • Cleanup requirements.
  • Effectiveness of the cleanup and any anticipated future actions.
  • An analysis of ways for EPA to operate more efficiently.
  • Maintenance and monitoring efforts.

The review found the cleanup continues to protect people and the environment. The area remains fenced to discourage trespassing, although a fence is not required to prevent exposure to hazardous substances. Also, a natural treatment process, called monitored natural attenuation, continues to cleanse the groundwater of hazardous substances before they can move off-site.

Report trespassers to local police; direct health concerns to the Summit County Health Department Exit EPA Disclaimer

The next review will be in 2018. The third five-year review (PDF) (30pp, 831KB) details the site’s progress.

Technical Documents

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Five-Year Reviews

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Legal Agreements

Missing information… information:

Previously, all data for this site was publicly available.  Recently with the changed in the EPA website Superfund access to necessary records has been systematically blocked.  In the case of missing PDF’s, when one clicks on the links they are now greeted with this page.

national priorites list

Please read my external autobiographical articles on LinkedIn for more information:

1. Why I’ll Never Have Mainstream Success

2. Media Corruption: How Can You Tell When WEWS ABC News Is Lying About A Superfund Site?

What Does ‘Plains All American Pipeline’ Have Planned For Their Next Big Act?

We’re all familiar with Plains All American Pipeline because of the recent 100,000 gallon oil that spilled directly into Brad and Angelina’s Cheerio’s, on The Central Coast of  California, due to unchecked corrosion.

Some of us know it was oil that was on its way to Plains All American Pipeline that was involved in the creation of a 500 foot fireball in West Virginia, and the evacuation of two whole towns, after a CSX train carrying crude to one of Plains’ processing plants jumped the railroad tracks and burst into flames, lighting up the sky for ten miles in every direction.  That’s a house at the bottom of the picture.


So I wondered, after matching the ending Death Star explosion from Return of the Jedi, and then dumping 100,000 gallons of oil all over Mr. & Mrs. Smith, what does Plains All American Pipeline have planned for their next big act that could possible top any of that?

Never to disappoint, Greg Armstrong, CEO, of Plains All American Pipeline has a plan to surpass all others.

The following image is a photo of a proposed pipeline in Arkansas called the Diamond Pipeline Project to be built and run exclusively by Plains All American Pipeline, and Valero Corp.

The oil pipe, which I am sure will be just as high quality as the stellar operation they are running at Refugio State Beach, bisects Arkansas straight down the middle, and, “would pass through three of its wildlife management areas, including the ecologically significant Rex Hancock Black Swamp.”

Arkansas law gives pipeline companies the power of eminent domain if landowners are not willing to negotiate a price for the use of their land. 

I understand that Americans are dependent on petroleum to live our lives, but we have to ask ourselves, with Plains All American Pipeline unwilling to commit to safety unless required by some form of regulation or lawsuit, are they really the best company to be allowed to run pipelines across entire states?

I feel like the answer is, “Nope.  Not even once.”

This Diamond Pipeline Project isn’t even built yet and already I already can sense a coming disaster, not based on any superstition or because I might possibly be a Jedi, but because Plains All American Pipeline’s track record with maintenance alone shows that advocates and citizens alike have some legitimate areas of concern when it comes to trusting Plains to not cause another preventable oil spill.

While we all focus on Refugio State Beach, Plains All American Pipeline has its sights  firmly planted on The Bible Belt.

Let’s just hope that as Plains All American Pipeline, who is already taking people’s land, starts trampling on the dreams of hard working Americans people, that the very same people, organizations, and news media outlets who stood up for Santa Barbara will stand up for the soon to be displaced residents of Arkansas, before it’s too late.

Matthew Berdyck


I’m About To Fight A Massive Cause To Help People And Marjorie Bard PhD Will Attempt To Disrupt It

Now that everyone is looking, and I am no longer on the road and alone, it’s helped me build a network of reputable people around me, who can vouch for who I am and what I do for a living, how many people I help, my charitable causes, my ongoing going activism campaign to try to make this world a better place.

As I am running this cause, Marjorie Bard will attempt to disrupt the cause and undermine my authority, by using her fake news she has posted about me, to form an opposition group, which is something she has done in multiple cities, but this time her efforts will fail.  Her plans will be to try to stop me from helping women, children, and families who are exposed to a certain form of corruption, whose lives are at risk.

Marjorie will be there, the entire time, attempting to crush me, because that is what she does.  She helps protect bad people, from cyber stalkers, to accused rapists, to hotels that are ripping off their guests credit cards, to online mobbing groups, to anyone who is willing to help crush me, as her “useful idiots.”  She is the person who provides shelter to terrible human beings, not because she supports them, but because she is a cyber predator thug.

You see, what Marjorie does is marginalize any human life that I try to help, as collateral damage.  Any person who I’m trying to protect becomes her victim, but this time, there is an army of support and she cannot attack us all.  She has shown no mercy to communities that are exposed to toxic waste, to cancer victims, to people who are concerned for their health, and she has even threatened to “lie to any media outlet than helps me,” and to create “more fake news to attack me.”

I welcome it, because the last time she worked to create fake news, it ended up opening dozens of new career doors, for me, and made me even more infamous that I already am.

I’ve fought this battle, against her, multiple times, and each time, it’s her that ends up swirling misinformation around communities, spreading rumors that I have STD’s to embarass me, spreading lies about my criminal record, creating lies about my mental health status, creating lies about my family, my friends, making threats to cause harm to my children with her words, all in an attempt to stop me from being a good person, which is just an example of her pure corrupt megalomaniac stalker behavior.

I’m ready for Marjorie.  This time, I’m getting multiple media outlets involved to watch over this cause, and make sure that she doesn’t cause harm to innocent families and children, with her lies and madness. With each cause I have learned more and more tactics to help combat her madness, and with this one, the reputability I have established goes a long way to helping make sure she does not have her way with these people’s lives.