I’ve never bought a James Patterson book in my entire life. I have this vague awareness of who James Patterson is, and that’s only because he was Richard Castle‘s poker friend in Castle. Not because I know his books or care to read them. And now that he opened his mouth, I feel even more justified in my decision to ignore this man.
Speaking with the Sunday Times, Patterson discussed white men struggling to find writing jobs in film, theater, TV and publishing industries as “just another form of racism.”
The rest of what he said probably doesn’t need to be transcribed for you to get the gist of his complaints, but that’s not even the worst part. The worst part is that he’s not only actively wrong — he most likely knows it. Or, he knew it one point? Or …he only pretended to know when it was financially convenient?
The internet, of course, was quick to point out how very wrong Patterson was.
And make fun of him, of course. We can’t forget that. He’s earned it.
In the end, we have to go back to Castle, you know, the only reason we know Patterson exists, and end with this quote, which seems ironically like the pot calling the fictional kettle black, all things considered.
“That’s pretty self aggrandizing, isn’t it?”
PATTERSON: “This IS Castle we’re talking about.”
And James Patterson, apparently.
Richard Castle, your fictional poker game can use a little shakeup. Just saying.
