This blogger did a great analysis of the drama:
who is Nate Thayer thinking so highly of himself and better than us? This makes sense; we like to think ourselves better than others, not the other way around. We also really don’t want to think about how working hard =/= success. It scares us and once you add some jealous, thus in short, we decide that Thayer is uppity, unrealistic, ungrateful, and possibly lazy.
There’s a larger issue here, and I’ve addressed it before.
The world is filled with people who think they are Writers because they bang away at a keyboard for hours. I wish good luck to everyone. I do.
But none of the most deeply thwarted or unrealized ambition — and there is enough of it to light L.A. for a century if converted to electrical power — justifies trashing someone who has actually succeeded in the field. Someone who (!) chose to turn down an offer of $125,000 from The Atlantic to turn out six stories a year.
Dozens, if not hundreds of writers I know, would kill for such an opportunity and will never ever get it. Not because we suck. Because it’s one of the very few well-paid spots ever available to any writer, with a Big Name Magazine that many people would also kill to even write for and will also never get the chance.
Whaddya mean I can’t get it?
This is a deeply un-American thing to say. It flies in the fantasy that we are all — yes, we are! — such special little snowflakes that we will all get a ribbon or a prize or a trophy just for showing up and trying really really hard.
It does not happen that way. It is just not going to happen for many people.
This week on Facebook I’ve watched a former journo crow with (well-deserved, hard-won) delight that she is now casting major stars for her network television pilot. Do I wish I were in her shoes? Hell, yes!
But I’m not. And hating and trashing her for achieving something I’d reallyreallyreally like to have, but do not have and may never ever have?
So those who are busy sucking their thumbs and clutching their blankies and hissing that Thayer is possibly
“uppity, unrealistic, ungrateful, and possibly lazy.”
need help, my friends.
He wants to earn a living using the skills he’s spent decades acquiring.
So do we all.