The Hypocrisy of Maturity: Danny West’s Relapse into Trolling.
After publicly claiming to have “moved on” from the endless back-and-forth of name-calling, character assassination, and trolling, Danny West has once again revealed his true colours—eagerly diving back into the mud with gay abandon.
In the comment section of Kaley Einav’s recent YouTube livestream, Danny West couldn’t resist mentioning my name. Again. Despite having previously stated that he was done with the “immaturity” and wanted to leave the drama behind, here’s what he wrote:
“Convid ya mate is the walt.”
“Them pics matt put out are off google had them checked out fkn weapon.”
“Deffo matt knows i know he is a walt mate thats why he sent the stalkers after me he says jump they say yes sir how high.”
What stands out more than the relentless bile is the complete contradiction between West’s professed maturity and his actual behaviour. What part of this is mature? What part of this is dignified? He claims to want peace but continues to stir the pot, obsessed with a narrative he can’t seem to let go of.
Still Calling Me a Walt Mitty… Without Evidence.
Let’s talk about this tired and worn-out claim of me being a Walter Mitty.
Despite:
Showing my Royal Military Police warrant card,
Giving out my army number,
And publishing my pass out photo in full RMP uniform,
Danny West continues to slur my name—questioning my military service without offering a single shred of evidence to support his own claims of a 17-year military career, let alone rising to the rank of Staff Sergeant.
Let’s be real: a Staff Sergeant in the British Army is expected to possess strong literacy skills, given the administrative and leadership responsibilities of the rank. Yet Danny West’s spelling and grammar routinely resemble the scribbles of a GCSE dropout. That in itself casts significant doubt over the legitimacy of his claims.
The “Google Photo” Defence.
Danny makes another desperate swing, referencing a photo I shared of the Sennelager Police Station at the Paderborn army barracks. Yes, it was from Google.
Why?
Because like any normal serving soldier, I didn’t spend my time on active duty taking glamour shots of military buildings.
I sourced a photo to give visual context. Simple as that.
Yet to Danny, this becomes some wild proof of deceit.
This kind of pettiness only underscores how starved he is for ammunition. It’s not even a clever lie—it’s just noise.
Clutching at Straws, Eager to Bicker.
All signs point to one sad truth: Danny West doesn’t want peace. He doesn’t want maturity. He wants the drama to continue.
He wants his followers to believe a cartoon version of reality in which he is the noble Staff Sergeant, exposing the truth about an imposter. But the only thing being exposed here is his own lack of evidence, emotional instability, and frankly, his desperation to stay relevant in a war of words he said he’d already walked away from.
My Final Word (Again).
I’ve shown you the proof of my service. I’ve addressed every one of Danny West’s pathetic slurs. I’ve answered every lie with transparency and fact.
Meanwhile, he offers nothing but emojis, poor grammar, and a hatred he seems to feed off.
If that’s what he considers maturity, I’m proud to be the opposite.
This is no longer an argument—it’s just noise from someone who clearly has nothing better to do than relive a fantasy in which he thinks he’s winning.
But here's the truth: You don’t win anything by lying. You don’t gain respect by shouting the loudest. And you don’t look mature by saying you’ve moved on—while still trolling your target like a teenager with a burner account.