In his dreams, another impersonator arose. He didn’t link to it, so I doubt it exists.
If you’re trying to get a rise out of me — I am doing all I can to keep a cool head about it. But sometimes seeing the impersonator . . .
Who would that be?
The internet is full of thieves . . .
Perhaps, but I have paid to read words written by Frank, Orr, Koehler, Freeman, Hawkes, and Knight. And, I’ve enjoyed them. I won’t bother to name the myriad other authors I’ve read since I was in diapers.
They do everything in their power to get people believing all the lies. A crock of bullshit when someone goes using a way back machine to find all the old files . . .
Archive.com is useful, but the person who is posting Nicky’s old stuff doesn’t need to use it.
. . . but I had assholes like that fuck on The Rusty Nail who hides behind a fake name and using “journalism” to document my downfall. I am using a video camera to document theirs. Stealing from me is your downfall pal.
“Journalism” isn’t my gig. “Urinalism” is. That aside, if Mr. Pacione can actually point to anything in particular that doesn’t fall under Fair Use provisions, I’d be pleased to give it back.