I've been a bit busy lately. He Who Cannot Write got banned from Livejournal about four years ago, and recently made a reappearance under a slightly altered name, leaving no doubt who he is. Google alerts are wonderful things. I swiped a feed, and spread the word. This is rather funny, because after he got banned he threatened to sue Livejournal for discrimination against him because he's mentally handicapped. He's not physically handicapped, mind you, (or not, since we are talking about a mindless person). He got booted from the Navy because of his mental illness.
He's what our grandparents would have called "slow." Anyway, it's enough to qualify him for disability benefits, allegedly because he can't work for a living, despite the fact that he writes short stories and self-publishes anthologies by the boatload without paying his naive contributors. I wonder if the state of IL and Uncle Sam know about the income he gets from his "writing career." It's next to nothing, because he's the only one who buys his crap, but he's not supposed to have any other source of income at all to get these benefits.
It would be sad if the guy were not so obnoxious to those who don't bow down at the awesomeness that is Pacione and worship his writing. Dude needs a Strunk & White, a dictionary and a thesaurus. He "literary" thinks that my use of the word literary just now is correct. Substitutes literary for literally time and again, so it can't be a stray typo or two. Anyone who ever so politely suggests that he fix typos, misspellings, grammatical errors, and impossibly convoluted plots, or lack thereof, is told to go to hell, drink bleach, get "some" AIDS, etc. Those phrases are at the politer end of his repertoire. Death and arson threats are at the other end.
Dude needs a shower, haircut, and shave. And his granny with whom he lives needs to wash out his mouth with soap. But I gather that the majority of his family thinks his illegal threats are funny. Same with his extortion attempts, hitting people up with $900 PayPal invoices for alleged damages to his sales for reviewing his publicly posted short stories.
Seriously, check out his blogs, if you have the stomach, and happen to be bored. The three he uses the most can be found here, here, and here. He has a bunch more, although he lost his Deadjournal and Greatestjournal for TOS violations.
It takes a bit of time and effort to track down his latest exploits and expose them for the world to see. That's what's been taking so much of my time lately. And work. Always work. At least I earn a paycheck rather than mooching off taxpayers, pretending to be unable to work.
He's what our grandparents would have called "slow." Anyway, it's enough to qualify him for disability benefits, allegedly because he can't work for a living, despite the fact that he writes short stories and self-publishes anthologies by the boatload without paying his naive contributors. I wonder if the state of IL and Uncle Sam know about the income he gets from his "writing career." It's next to nothing, because he's the only one who buys his crap, but he's not supposed to have any other source of income at all to get these benefits.
It would be sad if the guy were not so obnoxious to those who don't bow down at the awesomeness that is Pacione and worship his writing. Dude needs a Strunk & White, a dictionary and a thesaurus. He "literary" thinks that my use of the word literary just now is correct. Substitutes literary for literally time and again, so it can't be a stray typo or two. Anyone who ever so politely suggests that he fix typos, misspellings, grammatical errors, and impossibly convoluted plots, or lack thereof, is told to go to hell, drink bleach, get "some" AIDS, etc. Those phrases are at the politer end of his repertoire. Death and arson threats are at the other end.
Dude needs a shower, haircut, and shave. And his granny with whom he lives needs to wash out his mouth with soap. But I gather that the majority of his family thinks his illegal threats are funny. Same with his extortion attempts, hitting people up with $900 PayPal invoices for alleged damages to his sales for reviewing his publicly posted short stories.
Seriously, check out his blogs, if you have the stomach, and happen to be bored. The three he uses the most can be found here, here, and here. He has a bunch more, although he lost his Deadjournal and Greatestjournal for TOS violations.
It takes a bit of time and effort to track down his latest exploits and expose them for the world to see. That's what's been taking so much of my time lately. And work. Always work. At least I earn a paycheck rather than mooching off taxpayers, pretending to be unable to work.
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What. A. Freak.
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