PRESS BRIEF · OCTOBER 2026
I asked for very little: the same rules for everyone. YouTube wouldn't give me even that.
177 videos. I spent years under missile and drone strikes, creating alone what would normally take an entire team of video directors, animators, producers, designers, and others. And I wasn’t doing it for profit. The result? Zero strikes, zero warnings. YouTube simply, silently denied my work an audience.
Collapse in impressions. Forever.
Lots of Promotion campaigns. Zero change in YouTube’s organic distribution.
TeamYouTube ignored the problem even after repeated appeals with evidence attached.
A couple hundred views. In hours? Days? Weeks? No — in six months. This isn’t a one-off. It’s the permanent reality of my channel.
No strikes, no warnings, no restrictions — ever.
Months of being shown to the wrong audience — locked in place against every bit of logic.
Even with exceptionally high engagement metrics, YouTube gave the videos no boost in distribution whatsoever.
A few words from me
If you stopped a random passerby anywhere in the world and asked which name they know - mine or, say, Nostradamus - chances are it would be mine. Intrigued yet?:) Well, now that I've got your attention, let's call it a joke for now. So, what is this actually about, in a few words...
I created 80+ cinematic music videos* from scratch, with my own hands, and YouTube did not give a single one of them a chance to be shown to its target audience - the way YouTube itself proclaims it should. And the much-vaunted Shorts, despite all the promises, only drove the catastrophe deeper. The mockery of my work went on for long months, and everything points to YouTube having handed down that secret life sentence.
Go ahead, say it: "AI slop." Said? Good. Now look at the AI channels YouTube hands millions of views to. Jerky limbs, broken proportions, dead faces. My channel had 90+ videos made with the same kind of AI tools and distributed no differently from everyone else's. Then one day the channel was strangled.
For some unfathomable reason, I was the one who suddenly got YouTube's "black spot." And right here, just like that — as if flicking cigar ash onto the carpet with fat, greasy fingers - YouTube allowed itself to erase several years from my life...
That day I started making fully animated cinematic videos. Yep, the kind labels pay real money for. Cui bono? Decide for yourself.
No, this site is not about "Help me."
This time I managed to catch the vileness by the hand and drag it into the light. Every step is documented. Every screenshot is here.
What you do with it is your call.
I’m a model. I know next to nothing about site-building. But what happened was outrageous enough that a group of my friends and supporters put their own work aside, rolled up their sleeves, and built this site — simply because they believed the story had to be told.
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