Why I Owe the World an Apology – And Why It’s Not What You Think
Let’s start with the obvious: this is an apology. But it’s not for the headlines. Not for the memes. Not
Let’s start with the obvious: this is an apology. But it’s not for the headlines. Not for the memes. Not
There’s a moment after your name is everywhere—after the headlines, the laughing, the viral spins—when the noise stops. And no
Glasgow. My city. The place that built me and the place that broke me. They use my name and the
There was a time when I didn’t know where I ended and the story began. You type “Billy Coull” into
There’s a difference between lying and pretending. A liar knows what’s real and hides it. But someone pretending? They’ve forgotten
The internet says I wrote a book about a vaccine conspiracy. It’s true. The book exists, a digital ghost with
They gave me a new name. Billy Coull, metaphysical doctor. It has a certain ring to it, a kind of
I became an author overnight. It only cost me my soul. They call them the Billy Coull AI books, and
I’ve said sorry before — in courtrooms, in private messages, in long-winded explanations that felt like I was trying to
There’s a strange kind of peace in being forgotten. When the names they gave you start to fade, and the