As someone who's watched Brett Keane, not as a fan but an observer from the sidelines for a very long time, I can tell you that this man actively courts whatever the fuck you can throw at him.
You can put forward the most incriminating factor and he'll laugh his disgusting laugh through his yellowed teeth and tell you that it's another individuals fault, the situation was out of his hands. Then he'll try to dig up dirt on you.
Brett Keane doesn't care how bad he looks to the rest of the world. He cares only about his cavalcade of inept retard's perception of him. He cares only for his ball-washers, his taint lickers, his ass wipers. Because Keane knows without them he has nothing.
I'll tell you what you do to julay him. Isolate him. Get Jdubs out of the picture, get NastyNepedoFree out of the picture, get any vacuous retard he has on his side clean out of the picture. Then watch as he whines about sitohayshons and indervijals counterdicting his thoughts and dreams of an internet where "everybody can come in and talk and make friends".
He's That Kid. That kid who wanted desperately to be the bully, but didn't have the strength to knock you on your ass, the kid whose nose you broke when he tried to kick you in the nuts, then he ran off to tell the teacher that he was just trying to make friends and you, the big meanie you are, hurt him. He couldn't be the bully he wanted to be, so he resorts to manipulation.
When you isolate a manipulator, they go fucking crazy.