“BALLISTIC BOSS” AND “TANTRUM-PRONE” NO MORE

Icorrect: this girls new BFF
For three years I have lived with the collateral damage of a deliberate and continuing cyber smear campaign from a handful of detractors who have hidden behind the time-honored protection given anonymous news sources. They are more school yard bullies than protected sources in the traditions of great journalism. But even with school yard bullies, you at least know who they are.
Two old stories in particular (2007 and 2008) were actually manipulated for years to reappear on the first page of my Google Search. Both articles, highly sexist, were based on false or twisted information provided by those with apparent malice who choose to portray me as a workplace wackjob.
At the time the articles first appeared, I made a decision to take the high ground and ignore the bad press. I now know that decision was wrong; not defending myself against the many lies let them live on, unchallenged, in cyberspace, a new world that has a real and measurable impact.
The “anonymouses” were actually “winning.” But today, in the words of one ESPN anchor, “Not so fast, my friend.”
Today, the New York Times has an article in the Week In Review section called “Celebrities Set the Record Straight” about a new website called ICorrect.com where , for a membership fee of $1,000, one can correct a false story and then see your correction posted side by side with the original accusation. The NYT story today features Stephen Fry, Bianca Jagger, Michael Caine, Tommy Hillfiger, Kevin Spacey and me!
If $1,000 seems like a lot of money, it’s a drop in the bucket compared to the $65,000 I was quoted by one company to chase down all the lies that had been ricocheting around the internet. That was just to start; there was no promise to tackle unforeseen problems, such as what turned out to be a cyber “stalker(s)” who, regardless of any accomplishments, will manipulate the headlines with the words “Ballistic Boss” and “Tantrum-Prone” back to the top of my search page.
The most vicious stories were published at the end of my 17-year tenure at ABC News, then at the end of a much shorter one at CBS News where, after 23 weeks as senior executive producer of The Early Show, the bad press was at a fever pitch and I was asked to leave.
March 3, 2008 was my last day at CBS News and, ironically, also the day I was about to assign the story of Paul Tilley, a 40-year-old creative chief of an ad agency, DDB Chicago. A week and a half earlier Tilly, a husband and father of two, jumped to a violent death from an upper floor of the Fairmont Hotel, the building next door to his offices. The talented Mr. Tilley had been the target of vicious, anonymous blogs on two ad industry websites.
At the time, I named this new phenomenon blood blogging, a far more accurate phrase than Sarah Palin’s more recent blood libel, and certainly less incendiary. To me, blood blogging seems more of a sport than anything else, one designed by those not particularly witty, talented or inspired, but rather those who are seemingly disgruntled, disenfranchised and not willing to put their own ideas front and center for anyone to notice, let alone judge.
Under the cloak of anonymity, they tear others down, wound with words and when all else fails, make stuff up.
The blood blogging of me began even before I even accepted the CBS job, when it was published that my secret contract negotiations to become senior executive producer of The Early Show were halted because Katie Couric was mad at me. Not true, but the lightning round of phone calls from reporters revealed one certainty: someone was working a sabotage story pretty aggressively. I was hoping this was just a little gossipy speed bump, but not so. Following my introduction to The Early Show staff, I gave my first talk about the difficult but exciting days ahead as we faced the challenge of moving out of third place. Soon after that, my old pals at ABC called and repeated back my words, almost verbatim, and even told me their favorite parts of the Q&A session. When I officially began work at CBS the next week, I changed the pass code to the telephone conference bridge.
The steady stream of malicious gossip began pretty early. I “melted down,” went “ballistic,” “became enraged” and “threw temper tantrums” in meetings I did not attend, in hallways I didn’t walk in and on phone calls I never placed or received. In the early days, almost like clockwork each Friday afternoon at about ten to six, my boss and I would be handed a demeaning anonymous item to confirm or deny for Page Six of the New York Post. Despite the clear and specific denials from the president of the news division, Page Six eventually ran one big story anyway, telling our publicist, “but our source is so good.” Perhaps the source had an ulterior motive.
As one website picked up each false and malicious story from the other, personal threats began, some addressing what should happen to terrible bosses like me. There was simply no recourse, until now. Read the rest of this entry »