For someone who claims to hate the LIEbrul MSM so much, he sure worries a lot about what they think of him.

I can just imagine Roger as a kid, headed out the door of his parents house for the third time in a week with his belongings and a peanut butter sandwich in a sack on a stick over his shoulder, yelling at his parents; “You’ll be SORRY when I’m gone…”

But it’s okay because he doesn’t CARE.

That’s a parody, right? Please tell me I’m right. No sentient being would publish such whining, self-pitying . . . oh, ok. It’s not a parody.

Curious. Unlike most right wing bloggers in the entertainment industry he actually made a good movie. So what is it, him and John Milius and…that’s about it, isn’t it?

If he gives Robert Farley a thousand bucks he’d probably review it.

Well, Simon had Paul Mazursky in support on Enemies: A Love Story. And even that didn’t save Scenes from a Mall.

The Big Fix was pretty good at the time. Wonder what it looks like now…

What about the New York Times? Never mind that I have loathed the newspaper for the better part of a decade, what will they say about me?

Now that is the definition of “pathetic.” No wait: he doesn’t really care, he wants NYT to review it and say mean things so others will come to his defense. THAT’s the definition of pathetic.

Blacklisting Myself: Memoir of a Hollywood Apostate in the Age of Terror

Clearly the terrorists have won.

One of my relatives was blacklisted.

Simon is still getting paid, the self-important douchebag.

Free the Pajamas One!!!1!11!

He’s like a teenaged girl, sitting at home eyeing the phone, all the while proclaiming that she really doesn’t care if she doesn’t go to the Prom.

Mm. It’s rather asinine to equate a government-led witch hunt that made ludicrous allegations which destroyed the careers of good men, to oh-noes-people-think-I’m-a-douchebag. Also, I’m guessing you don’t have to look very far to find conservatives among Hollywood executives, y’know, the guys who actually have the power and the money and the studios.

No sentient being would publish such whining, self-pitying . . . oh, ok. It’s not a parody.

Right. And he’s not a sentient being.

And he’s not a sentient being.

He’s a Yoosta-Being!

I’m not clicking on that link, but I do wonder whether he refers to himself as themanwhocreatedMosesWine.

Blacklisted?

Always the victim…

Hey Raji, did you ever think being a shill for mass murder, bigotry, and corruption snuffs out conversations?

Moses Whine?

If he does to books what he does on the Interwebs, someone should be paying him NOT to be a “writer/screenwriter” … that was bloody painful albeit also unintentionally funny as well. Hates the NYT yet yearns for their attention? What a fascinating paradox!

Jesus, man, next time just get a jar of Crisco & a big ol’ fresh warm slab of beef liver, lube up, find a vein that your dick can enjoy, & knock yourself out … but not in public, okay?

A jewel of comforting wisdom from some wise old soul in the comments:
“Think Solzhenitsyn, & you’ll feel a lot happier.”

Irony is dead, my ass. That one basically pinned my Sick-Fuck-o-meter.

I like the comment where someone compares his book to Master Doughbob’s. It’d be awesome if that was a subtle troll, but I doubt it.

What, don’t they have wingnut welfare any more? It used to be that the publisher would buy up their own books just to get on the NYT list. It worked for Pantload and mAnn, after all.

They didn’t review my damn books either, but you don’t see me whining about it.

Well, okay, you do, but only in private and only after a few drinks.

Yes, that was indeed one of the most pathetic whines I have ever read. Roger, if you want your stupid book reviewed by the Times then why don’t you send them a friggin’ copy, you stupid ass.

So what is it, him and John Milius and…that’s about it, isn’t it?

Milius is undeniably talented, as long as it’s to do with blood and slaughter (he wrote the great monologue in “Jaws” where Robert Shaw talks about the wreck of the USS Indianapolis). Just look at his list of credits on imdb. The man simply cannot write anything that’s not drenched in blood. Which, come to think of it, is probably a lesson to other conservative screewriters: stick with what you know, and you’ll do fine.

I love this. IN THE AGE OF TERROR.

Future titles I intend to propose:

THREE HUNDRED LOW- OR NO-CALORIE EGG SALAD RECIPES IN THE AGE OF TERROR

“SIT, BUNKY!” THE INCREDIBLE AND AGGRAVATING STORY OF THE WORLD’S MOST ANNOYING COCKAPOO IN THE AGE OF TERROR

ANGELINA AND BRAD: A LOVE STORY IN (etc.)

“…I am going through the usual authorial paranoid mood swings. ” Roger L. Simon

Yup. Pretty much sums it up.

will kate winslet return my 3 am phone calls and do i care?

will the denver nuggets draft me to play center and do i care?

will the bbc give me many monies to play the 11th doctor and do i care?

Swing Mood , Artie Shaw
Paranoid Authorial , “The Lost Soap Chronicles”
Roger L Simon , Bubbles , tiny bubbles

“SIT, BUNKY!” THE INCREDIBLE AND AGGRAVATING STORY OF THE WORLD’S MOST ANNOYING COCKAPOO IN THE AGE OF TERROR

I would so buy that.

It’s like the Grey Lady is this ex-girlfriend of his that he always runs down when he’s talking to his drinking buddies, but it’s New Year’s Eve and the drinking buddies have plans with their wives or girlfriends and he’s alone and forgot that the liquor store closed early, and he brings up her number on his cellie and is hovering over the “Delete” button with one thumb and the “Call” button with the other. Oh, the dilemma.

…I miss Eartha.

Eartha.

Hee hee:

32. Tom:

You are all very amusing but… the main point is that the NY Times does not EVER review a book unless an advance copy is sent to them for free before publication. Roger is not being picked on because he is a pathetic right-wing loser. He is not getting his book reviewed by the NY Times because only a pathetic right-wing publisher that despises the NY Times would publish his book. If Roger really wanted his book reviewed by the NY Times, he should have tried harder to get a real publisher.
Jan 2, 2009 – 11:23 am

33. Roger L Simon:

You have a point there, Tom. But I did try. When the book was submitted, in proposal form, to the redoubtable Alice Mayhew at Simon & Schuster (who had published several of my books), she said she couldn’t understand why anyon would depart liberalism. So I was stuck with Encounter, that “pathetic right-wing publisher” that publishes such pathetic authors as Victor Davis Hanson, Thomas Sowell, Roger Kimball and Andrew McCarthy, among assorted other illiterates.
Jan 2, 2009 – 11:33 am

RB – Simon actually thinks he’s being ironic, doesn’t he? It is an amazing thing to see.

So I was stuck with Encounter, that “pathetic right-wing publisher” that publishes such pathetic authors as Victor Davis Hanson, Thomas Sowell, Roger Kimball and Andrew McCarthy, among assorted other illiterates.

Wait. This is how he defends “Encounter” Publishing?

It’s kind of like getting a letter of recommendation from Mallard Fillmore.

RB – Simon actually thinks he’s being ironic, doesn’t he?

He’s no fuddy-duddy: he’s just bought the Perry Como box set.

…the esteemed Commentary magazine has bought first serialization rights (an excerpt from my chapter on Richard Pryor and the ‘baby moguls’)…

That bit makes me think “Ah, I _really_ wish the NYT would review this idiots book.” But then–ack, another paradox–I remember that the current NYT would probably give it a glowing review.

Just an aside: Ouch! That cover is nasty. It looks like a university press book that didn’t merit an outside designer and the in-house designer thought the author was a prick.

“In the Age of Terror” may bump “For Great Justice” out of my lexicon.

Are You There God? It’s Me, Margaret IN THE AGE OF TERROR

The Secret Diary of Adrian Mole IN THE AGE OF TERROR.

The Best of Peanuts IN THE AGE OF TERROR

Les Essais de Montaigne IN THE AGE OF TERROR

The Rules IN THE AGE OF TERROR

Ooo! Ooo!

Everybody Poops IN THE AGE OF TERROR

Betty Crocker’s Cookbook: Everything You Need to Know to Cook IN THE AGE OF TERROR

The Liver-Cleansing Diet In The Age Of Terror.

On the Origin of Species by Means of Natural Selection, or the Preservation of Favoured Races in the Struggle for Life IN THE AGE OF TERROR.

Alas, Amazon shows that several writers have already beaten Righteous Bubba (and this Simon knobhead) to the punch.

The Terror Presidency IN THE AGE OF TERROR.

Hop on Pop IN THE AGE OF TERROR!

Will Roger L. Simon ever write something I’d care to read, and do I care?

I think the best and most accurate thing Roger has ever written is that final sentence in response to my comment.

How To Win Friends & Influence People IN THE AGE OF TERROR.

Caring For Your New Hamster IN THE AGE OF TERROR.

Green Eggs and Ham IN THE AGE OF TERROR.

Don’t Go to the Cosmetics Counter Without Me IN THE AGE OF TERROR

I would love to run a poll to see how long it will take Roger Hell to realize he’s a shitty writer and THAT’S why he’s not being reviewed.

I’ve locked down “death bed conversion”. Any takers?

Harry Potter and the AGE OF TERROR.

Knitting for Dummies IN THE AGE OF TERROR

SpongeBob’s Best Day Ever IN THE AGE OF TERROR

Gabriel García Márquez must be kicking himself for getting hung up on this “Time of Cholera” business and missing out on a really great title by that much.

Jeebus. If self-pity were cornflakes, this guy would be Kellogg’s.

Only in the right wing blogosphere is unwarranted self pity a useful tactic to get ahead.

How to Remove Tough Trouser Stains IN THE AGE OF TERROR