It was nose-to-the-grindstone since the moment I arrived at work. ETT had a couple of particularly fascinating entries posted this morning. I barely had time to skim them before running out the door, and didn’t have time to comment until now.
Also, I extend my apologies to Rich, whose comment got caught up in the moderation queue until I got home and was able to approve it. It happens to people who comment for the first time; thereafter, it should go straight through without my intervention, unless Akismet thinks it’s spam.
There’s no point commenting on selected quotes from ETT’s entries; you really should go read them in their entirety here and here, if you haven’t already done so. Instead, I’ll bulletpoint the main points I take away from them. Feel free to correct me if I’m off base.
- Mel at Goodreads really was his ex-fiancée
- Pacione wants his son back (Lord help the kid if that ever happens, although he gave up all parental rights with the adoption, so it’s unlikely)
- Pacione thinks every talk show in the country is interested in his story about oppression, persecution, etc.
- Mel really has been keeping tabs on Nicky, and is up to speed about all his recent video blog antics
- ETT is trusted by Mel enough to be sent her PM correspondence from/to Nicky
- Nicky considers his multiple, and prolonged residences in granny’s basement to be temporary (temporary for Rip Van Winkle, maybe)
- Nicky is waving an imaginary girlfriend with money in front of Mel, intending to mooch off the woman
- Nicky always depends on women to come to his rescue, for money, housing, or whatnot
I may have missed a few, but I’m brain-fried after spending all dang day stewing over a hot stat-pack and some huge spreadsheets.
ETT wins an internet (and a cookie) for the entry about PMs from Goodreads. *bows in awe*
You forgot he also has a small penis lol! I wish a talk show was actually interested in this. I’d love to see nicky and his detractors go at it on Jerry hahaha
I guess small penises don’t really “stand out” enough to be memorable.
For a while, I’ve suspected that Mel was the one behind ETT. I’m wrong, but wouldn’t that just be the funniest thing ever if she was?
Oh, Nicky would throw a shitfit! He’d probably end up snapping and hurting his grandparents before becoming too exhausted to continue.
Since so many males I have encountered over my many years have appeared to carry their ego between their legs, I found the small penis revelation hilarious.
I find it odd how he hasn’t been helped in some way. I mean, if he does have the mental problems he says he does (which I’m sure he does,) you’d think that someone would be helping him. Unless his grandmother is…
I dunno. I won’t really comment on this, you know? I can’t really think of anything to say anyway.
I do sincerely hope that he does get help. He’s going to do something drastic that gets himself or someone else hurt. Didn’t Brian Keene have to cancel an appearance somewhere because of Nickolaus’ presense?
~ Kody Boye
It’s ironic how willing he is to mooch of women, considering the obvious fear and hatred he feels for us.
If a guy regularly throws out words like cunts and dykes (not that he’s less foul-mouthed when going after men he doesn’t like), that takes him off the potential boyfriend-list faster than anything.
Of course, just the thought of accidentally coming close enough to Lil’ Dicky to smell him, much less actually date him, makes me throw up a little.
Hee he. Lil’ Dicky.
I get the exact same impression, Rustybitch. All the love notes he sends me are dripping with violent sexual innuendo—i.e., dominance play of some sort *twitch*—followed by brief periods where he tries to ply me with pity, like I will somehow be attracted to his violent mood swings. (Obviously, he does not know me very well at all—homey don’t play those games.) I’m left with the distinct impression that the only way he can communicate with the female of the species, whom he fears so much, is through brutality and/or pity-play.
I don’t remember all the details Kody, but there was an incident in which Mr. Keene had a book signing somewhere near Nickyland, that Nicky threatened to wreck, as if nobody but Pacione is allowed to have book sales in Northern Illinois. Police were alerted, just in case, but Nicky was a no-show.
If anyone else can fill in more details, feel free to do so.
I don’t believe Nick was even allowed into the Keene signing.
Nick did not go anywhere near the signing. Keene had a restraining order on Nicky because of the threats, and the cops went out and had a talk with him.
Keene signed in Pacione’s hometown of Morris, Illinois several years ago. The signing was successful, and Nicky was a no show.
Keene canceled an appearance at a convention in Baltimore (on the advice of counsel) due to another individual, and it was unconnected to Pacione.
I can confirm what happened when the cops came to his grandparent’s house.
He was in the basement, as always, and by his own admittance didn’t come upstairs when they arrived. He being the typical Nicky let his grandmother talk to the cops. They basically asked his plans then said it was in his best interest to stay away from the signing which he agreed to although I’m positive he couldn’t get a ride there and was probably sick again or just scared.
To sum it up: They came and checked to make sure he was playing nice and told him not to go and he agreed from the basement.
His own words told us that.
If the police wanted to really drive their point home, they should’ve walked past Granny Shirley, went downstairs, and told Nicky himself that it would be in his best interest to stay away from Keene’s book signing.
Things would’ve turned out far more interesting if they had done that, in my opinion.
Police: Mr. Pacione, it’s in your best interest to stay home, and not go anywhere near the Brian Keene book signing.
Nicky: Chicago is my tewwitowy! Keene’s only heah to embawass my famiwy! He keeps piwating my anthowogies! (begins ranting incoherently with a lot of spittle coming from his mouth)
Police: Why does it smell so bad in here?
To Kody Boye at 5:
I think this is a very troubled family. Although Mr. Pacione’s grandmother is only in her late 50s/early 60s, I don’t think she’s had the kind of economic and educational advantages and experiences that would foster an understanding that it was important for someone with chronic mental illness to be receiving regular professional help.
I’m not sure how available that kind of help would even be for Pacione–in a lot of economically depressed areas, the mental health providers are so overtaxed that they can barely provide the minimum in terms of medication and monitoring.
And, of course, Mr. Pacione would have to admit that he needed help. He seems to prefer to think of himself as a misunderstood genius instead. My guess is that his grandparents write him off as an “odd duck” who can’t be helped, in part because they haven’t witnessed many positive outcomes from their local mental health system.
I actually felt kind of sorry for Pacione’s family right then. I’m going to go read some of his crazy hostile rants until that feeling goes away now.
His mother told me back in 04 that she had never taken his writing seriously and that it all seemed silly.
It looks like Nicky’s mother never encouraged him (or outright told him) to think about something else to do with his time.
Not that Nicky would’ve listened to her advice.
She never encouraged him to do anything. She regarded Nicky as if his presence was a boat’s anchor chain for a necklace.
“My life wouldn’t be such a pain in the ass if I had never gotten pregnant with you, Nickolaus!”
Whatta family.