The Writer Ian Spiegelman Just Threatened To Kill Me On Facebook

July 23, 2012 in Drunken Hacks

Not much else to say, really.

 

 

 

Update 6.30am

I think he’s went to bed now. Anyway – I don’t much like drunks. And I don’t much like being threatened by drunks. You know what? It’s actually my least favourite thing if I’m being honest. So – here’s the rest of the Facebook “conversation”. For context. And speaking of context? It started out with both of us hating on Aaron Fucking Sorkin, that hack. And then it just went. Well, what. Weird? Out of nowhere, and relating to nothing I said earlier, the writer Ian Spiegelman just lets fly at me with the death threats and all sorts. Of course – you should know that after I pointed out the death threat stuff, Ian went back and deleted the comments on Facebook. Unfortunately for Ian I’m pretty good with the old screengrab software, and when someone threatens me on the internet (which actually hasn’t happened before this) I do tend to know that they might delete what they said in an attempt to cover their tracks.

Hence me grabbing the screen like it was made of actual tits.

It’s all a bit sad. I’m mailing the entire conversation to my friend and yours, ex-pat media mogul Alan Denton of Gawker fame. He can run it if he wants. I’m not really bothered now to be honest. But I’m still angry. See – I really do have a thing about drunks threatening me. I’ve had drunks threatening me in real life, and believe me, some sozzled little hack bashing away at a MacBook in Florida isn’t the most frightening thing I’ve experienced. If I’m being honest, I hope Ian or somebody close to him sees this entire, surreal conversation and steps in and takes him into a clinic or AA or something, anything.

Because instead of drunk-bashing his anger at me

(still – why?)

at his keyboard, he could be getting into a fucking car, and your kid or even you could be crossing the road.

Yes. I’m saying Ian Spiegelman is an alcoholic. A functioning one, maybe, but an alcoholic none-the-less.

If you know him, and are reading this, try and help him. Please?

Here’s the conversation from about the time I essentially called The West Wing “Prozac for Democrats”. Aaron Sorkin really does bring the worst out in people.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  • http://wordsmoker.com/help/members-3/weegees_bored/ Weegee\’s Bored

    Without getting in the way of anyone’s feelings, hopefully … I know a little about hiking the border of creativity and madness. Take fiction writing, which you dudes both do; if you publish it, you’re an author, if not, you’re playing with your imaginary friends.

    In the old days we’d all get drunk and puke on one another and that would be it. Now the playing field is global, and no-can-do. I suggest you both keep hate diaries. Some day we will put them together and I’ll give it to my agent. I’ll find a way of turning it into a stage play. We’ll have a Wordsmoker bash after the Tonys.

    In the meantime, keep in mind that with writers nobody means what they fucking say because it’s not real until you publish it. If I meant everything I ever said I’d have more kids than Woody Guthrie by now.

    Peace.

    • http://wordsmoker.com/help/members-3/skahammer/ skahammer

      Well said. Also, who’s Woody Guthrie?

      /tough job, writing for a living

  • http://wordsmoker.com/help/members-3/dieterthemasseur/ DieterTheMasseur

    Still, having had my own run-ins with Spiegleman, he came across to me as sort of an alcoholic, rage-filled dick as well. I mean, it would be different if he was funny, I suppose.