This video is not exactly Apocalypse Now Redux, shot on my iPhone and an angle, I’m yet to invest in a tripod. It’s 25 minutes long and I describe play by play the occurrence on Yorkville Avenue July 2 2002 Toronto Canada.
I ask the question: What was the rationale behind my kidnapping and attempted murder?
Consider that my mother had just died and I was the sole heir to the family fortune. Was it a random act of violent crime? Was it a thwarted hit? Was it to scare and intimidate me? Was my father behind it? Were the police behind it? How does this occurrence fit into the larger conspiracy I was unwittingly in the middle of?
Spoiler alert: If you have read salient points within this blog, I may have in a roundabout fashion disclosed that I was defrauded out of everything including my inheritance that I earned after working for and with my mother and father Dr. Robert Goddard Young and Margaret Isobel Young (Peace). I didn’t get a nickel out of my late mother’s estate. I would have been entitled to a portion if not all. My father made sure I received nothing and he got it all. My father died in 2012 and I wasn’t even notified and some slovenly Colombian “Caregiver “ got everything. My father actually “married” her and I have a copy of the marriage certificate. Hindsight being 20/20, I figure he actually registered his “marriage with the government to make it infeasible to contest his so called will. One of many after my mother died.
After the premiere of Gambling Gods and LSD in September 2002, I determined that living at my home at 34 Clissold Road was unsafe in anyway because of my father. After Fred Levitt, LL.B and Kathy Gillespie of Levitt Lightman Dewar and Graham LLP made my father “sole beneficiary “ of my mother’s estate, my father started calling the Toronto Police Service falsely claiming that I assaulted him. The first time he did was the day everything went into his name. I had all his paperwork intercepted unbeknownst to my father.
Even. My nemesis Stan Weismann, LL.B., another one of my father’s greasy lawyers complimented me on the quality of my information.
What I was getting at is that after the premiere of Gods Gambling and LSD I fled Toronto and my home at 34 Clissold Road and went to see Jeff Levinson’s friend Michael L.Sefton who lived in Fenelon Falls, Ontario. I stayed for a few days and attempted to go back home. I somehow entered the house without being seen and when I went downstairs to the basement where I supposedly lived I found two of a seemingly endless supply of low life caregivers, Jack and Sandy Blake loading EVERYTHING I owned into green garbage bags! What I didn’t know was that there was an unlawful warrant for my arrest out for John Paul Young for allegedly assaulting and threatening my father.
My friend Catharine Maguire said to me:”That’s like being raped! And indeed it was. Master tapes, scripts, computer equipment, thousands of photographs, thousands of priceless things…books…the loss is unbelievable.