Full disclosure: I’m biased. I worked closely with Mr. Roshan for years under sometimes stressful circumstances. He assigned and edited two of my best stories and taught me more than any editor I’ve ever worked with—even if, O.K., he was occasionally a little bleary or zonked out on doctor-prescribed Klonopin (which as a recent article in The Fix points out, is one of the more destructive medications available).
Mostly, he was a blast to work for—mirthful, brilliant and routinely exasperating. Despite his editing prowess (he is amazing with structure and narrative), he types with two fingers and often leaves caps-lock on by mistake. He has yet to master the technical nuances of website bookmarking, and typically checks his own sites by typing in the U.R.L. He cares little for food and seems happiest with a tuna melt. “Maer has lived off pizza his entire life,” marveled Mr. Tennant, who recalled Mr. Roshan at a business lunch at Masa “holding chopsticks in his hand like a 4-year-old.”
He tends to smoke only a few drags of a Marlboro Light before firing up another, sometimes without extinguishing the first. He can be the same way with stories. I once arrived on a movie set in Williamsburg to profile a hipster porn star only to find another Radar writer who’d been sent for the same purpose. (Radar 2.0 folded before either piece ran.) During features meetings, he could often be counted on to propose pieces that seemed oddly familiar, leaving it to Mr. Tennant to remind him the story had run in an earlier generation of the magazine. That said, they were almost always a good idea, both times around.
At times, I was one Mr. Roshan’s most effective enablers. When his hands would shake, or he’d disappear for a while, I helped maintain the illusion that everything was fine, sometimes blatantly misleading colleagues about his whereabouts. Not that I invented the lies, but I dutifully repeated them: family emergencies, medical emergencies, much-needed vacations. It seemed like part of the gig.
I also cursed his name on a number of occasions, watching more or less impotently as the magazine he’d bled for went down for the final time, despite an ASME nomination for general excellence not six months before. That it later resurfaced as a shady Octomom gossip portal overseen—in an injustice that seems almost cosmic—by AMI’s David Pecker somehow made the whole thing worse, especially when they stripped the old content from the site and adopted a pink and green color scheme.
For those last few months of Radar, I was plagued by bouts of insomnia, episodes my wife took to calling “nightmaers.”
Conflicted doesn’t begin to cover it.
Then again, lots of people seem to be conflicted about Mr. Roshan. To read through Radar’s old press is to step into media steam room so cloudy with schadenfreude, you have to squint to make out the hazy figures in the corner and what exactly they’re up to. Kurt Andersen wrote a strongly worded critique of the magazine in 2005, nailing it for, among other things, its many similarities to Spy (“like a tribute band”), and published the piece in New York, the magazine where he’d hired Mr. Roshan as a senior editor a few years before.
Then there was Gawker—the outlet that had most assiduously followed the magazine’s ups and downs (branding its blanket coverage “The Greatest American Magazine Re-Relaunch”) even as the site’s own mordant take on media and celebrity arguably made the whole idea of Radar seem superfluous. Radar was a classic Gawker story. Despite having been a fan, Gawker Media founder Nick Denton remarked in a GChat, “We quite quickly made it a target. Such a lurid cast of characters.” He was referring not to the editorial staff but to the rogues’ gallery of backers, including Mr. Zuckerman and financier and sex offender Jeffrey Epstein—news of whose proclivities are thought to have led Mr. Zuckerman to dump his share of the property—and subsequently supermarket tycoon Ron Burkle and his aide-de-camp Yusef Jackson (a beer distributor and son of the Rev. Jesse Jackson, who perched on a stability ball during meetings and employed the disconcerting email sign-off “God Bless”).
“Radar was the charge of the light brigade,” Mr. Denton added. “Glorious, but not good business. It was a throwback.”
Somewhat infamously, Team Radar sought revenge during the magazine’s 2005 launch party when somebody pushed a pie into Mr. Denton’s face—a throwback sort of stunt, to be sure, but one that made for a good photo op and a Drudge pickup. Not that it quashed the beef. At one point, Gawker writer Choire Sicha posted an item suggesting Radar wasn’t paying freelancers (we were), without mentioning that he himself had freelanced for and been paid by Radar not long before. “Don’t your readers deserve to know that?” I demanded over the phone, to which he replied that it could all be sorted out in the comments. Eventually, he did append an update: “Good news! We haven’t heard from any other contributors to the new Radar who’ve had trouble! Isn’t that lovely?”
That it had by then become easier for a freelance writer to fire off an anonymous complaint to Gawker than to return an assignment contract seemed indicative of the weirdly intimate love-hate relationship a certain group of journalists had developed with Mr. Roshan. Shortly thereafter, when Mr. Sicha wound up as a Radar colleague, it seemed not only farcical but somehow par for the course. It was always complicated with Radar.
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His NY Magazine article was scrubbed and “prompted angry letters” because both men proved that Roshan wasn’t at the event and made up quotes and misrepresented who was there. I could never figure out how he didn’t end up like Stephen Glass and Jayson Blair.
I don’t usually respond to anonymous comments like this, but I think outright falsehoods should be challenged. Regarding the “Trophy Boys” article you mention in your post, I can assure you that Roshan was definitely present at Andrew Tobias’s house party at the Pines, because I accompanied him there. While Geffen and Tobias and other Gay-Listers were not terribly happy with Roshan’s wry portrayal of the festivities, at no point did any of them claim that he wasn’t present at the party. As for misquotes, Geffen’s main complaint was that he had sent his handsome date to fetch him a coke, not a beer, as the story reported. Tobias’s follow-up letter complained that he was mistreated in the story despite the the fact that he had served Roshan an expensive lobster dinner. In reply, Roshan reassured him that because he was kosher, he never got to eat the lobster anyway.
I don’t usually respond to anonymous comments like this, but I think outright falsehoods should be challenged. Regarding the “Trophy Boys” article you mention in your post, I can assure you that Roshan was definitely present at Andrew Tobias’s house party at the Pines, because I accompanied him there. While Geffen and Tobias and other Gay-Listers were not terribly happy with Roshan’s wry portrayal of the festivities, at no point did any of them claim that he wasn’t present at the party. As for misquotes, Geffen’s main complaint was that he had sent his handsome date to fetch him a coke, not a beer, as the story reported. Tobias’s follow-up letter complained that he was mistreated in the story despite the the fact that he had served Roshan an expensive lobster dinner. In reply, Roshan reassured him that because he was kosher, he never got to eat the lobster anyway.
Article elides over some pretty important stuff, making Maer look more like charming rogue Jann Wenner when he has more in common with Jayson Blair. A coke and booze habit of many years that ENDURES as a number of the articles’ sources know — in spite of this new venture. (Can Dany Levy be so naive?) A Radar story on Doug Morris disappeared as if by magic; employees thot Morris bought Maer off. After a week working for Harry Evans heading The Week Online, Maer went AWOL. Employees were sometimes asked to procure for him. Complaints about idea-theft are dismissed as schadenfreude, but he liked to find out what friends were working on at other places and pitch these ideas as his. Everyone was shocked when Mort threw $ behind the guy — no due diligence. (Not like Mort doesn’t know people in the biz.) Be one thing if Maer worked on Wall Street; journalism makes a bad home for a career liar.
What a bunch off libelous, jealous bullshit. Maer ROshan was brave enough to tackled gay rights In the early 90s and the drug wars in our present era, not paths that most ambitious editors would pursue. He did this without corporate and family money. He sacrificed big jobs and huge salaries to createvtruly independent publications that provided jobs to many many journalists , writers and photographers and broke dozens of major international stories. He has commanded the loyalty of almost everyone who has worked with him, many of whom have followed him through his various endeavors. given his independence and success, its not surprising that there will be jealous people who want to take pot shots at him, but they always do so under the shadow of anonymity, offering not a shred of proof for their claims. Roshan started a magazine in his living room that wass nominated for a general excellence award by ASME against synch revered magazines as the Nation, Mother Jones and the New Republic. What has Eyewitness done lately?
Go back to flogging beach towels Allison. I see you’ve gone into business at TheFix with Mr. Roshan — prolly should have noted that. With the business in the shape it’s in, journalists will follow anybody anywhere who appears to be waving a checkbook. Journalism is a buyer’s market; didn’t you learn anything at Wharton? And there are plenty of people out there who’ve been burned and repeatedly lied to by your new boss who have chosen NOT to work with him ever again. A long-time doper: Cocaine, folks, not just booze. Address that, Allison. Address how Mr. Roshan went AWOL after something like a single week on the job at….wait for it…The Week. He claims to have sacrificed “big jobs and huge salaries.” Hope you spoke with the folks he says made those offers.
Why can’t he be honest about himself and his bad habits, like Bill Clegg and David Carr? Ethically challenged. Shouldn’t be in journalism. Nuff said.
Wow Dude. You to have a real hard on for this guy. Did he turn you down for a job or something? judging from this article, he certainly doesn’t seem like a liar. In fact he comes off as pretty brave. He admits he he went two rehabs, saw his steak move and lots of other revelations that many other editors in his position would never admit. He never had to agree to this interview. Instead, he chosen to use his experience to help other people with alcohol and drug problems. Because hescan amazing editor he’s managed to break dozens of important stories in just a few months since he founded his site.
you seem pretty fixated on the coke. anyne who knows Maer knows he asn,t done coke in like five years. so what’s your inside line? You don’t sound like you’re a friend. Are you a dealer? get a life. try doing something productive rather than talking cheap shit.
Hey Eyewitness….Given your fervent concerns about editorial integrity, why not be honest about your own identity rather than hiding behind an anonymous name? If you’re making rabid and harmful accusations against other people, shouldn’t you have the balls to reveal who you are and how you know the libelous information you blithely throw out? Seems to me that your journalistic ethics are very selectively applied. That’s called hypocrisy. Roshan’ editorial record has been pretty well-established over the past two decades. He has never been accused of any journalistic improprieties. And I personally can’t think of a lot of people who have personally started three magazines and websites without any corporate backing that have gone on to become internationally recognized media organizations, or have been nominated for General Excellence Awards by ASME. But who are you? Are you a journalist? A publicist? A rep for a person hal was angered bytheir treatment in a story that Roshan wrote or edited?
Are you Courtney Love? Or are you some bitter unemployed hack with no vocation besides anonymously trash talking someone you’ve probably never even met?
no im courtney love cobain and you are obviously maer roshon, take thje heat asshole you made it. why me? dont answer just go the fuck away. noone wants you and noone cares. you fucking surreptiously taped me, theres horror stories all over the business about you, ask nierob, ask sunshine ask tine TODAY allison, your a burnt bridge, n oone at page 6 ever cared about maer sightings allison. god your noth idiots. noones ever accused him of what? hes got a hirostoy of sexual harassmant, procuring sex for money , having others di it for him, its endless, radar was a gossip maga nd every post yoy make as someone ‘else’; with the same synpase lapses, is further proof that your so viciously insecure and your track record is so poor, that you are desperate, what you did to me and to my life is the action od a desperate and unethical man the things you told conde nast and vanity fair employers were so far fetched as to boggle the imaginatioon and make us all presume and si far this hasnt been disproved that 1 your paranoid and a a sociopath and 2 3 4 5 6 and 7 yet again i am a poor judge of character when it comes to charlatans in the media.””” or whatever onlibe is, thats all from me asshole. god bless nam myoho renge kyop i hope you can get better and face the steps enoight o make active amends.
thank you and that allison was like , paid asskissy, i can smell that shit, major blow head, duh, ; your going to tell the steak story’ obviously wharton teaches you tob blata ntly ,make up texts and bad spelling and tell a what 19 year old punchline joke. courtney loves bad spelling makes her = crazy and or stoned – actually in this case your wharton little hooker and trust me maer probably paid her about 1000 bucks because theres no way the fix made 2,4 lorraine told me exactly what she got back when she pulled her money out because of maers behaviour and hypocrisy with cocaine and alchohol so not only is she being bought .furnishing fantasy texts and a fantasy group of people, why the fuck would i tell gwyneth about maer? she s never talking to him! is she my mommy
? i know he called and threatened some people mentioned when he was drunk and thats only because i had in confidence mentioned someone i love very much, and who i care for and who i do not ever want mentioned sloppily in context to me, by maer, or anyone. show some fucking respect man! and i know maer called this guy at work and at home in cell number again he had to steal from my phone? possibly enough people have it, no! not that number, he had to have stolen it from my phone, quickly too, he wasnt in the house for more than 6 hours, threatening my friend …. terrible shit, i cant imagine whats in his retarded ebook and im sure itll go on the bonfire with all the other repetious shit, like jezebels allison illegally reprinting my emails, theyre so obtuse that shes too stupid to actually note what i said so thats just a fuck you jezebel blip, at least hey theyre conistent. buit ill take a real feminist like xojane,com anyday- unrelated but what the fuck w that site ‘we offered courtney to blog for us’ uh no you didnt – back off bitches, at least they outclass maer and allison, theyre owned by gawker and have consitent ‘ on message’ content, i hate haTE HATE HATE the idea that my stupdity and the idea that i owed joe shrank for taking my bandmate in to sober living and my optimism and belief in peoples best selves could hurt anyone i love,. god i feel so fucking stupid and so fucking guilty, i was being contrary to someone wiser than me and i got sloppy shit all over my friends, maer being that sloshing , gurgling lying river of gin, death and shit, hes gross and this allison should be charged with libel for making up texts which do not exist. and recycling 10 year old quotes of tina/harveys, its such a pastiche of bullhshit -allsion- and you got paid nothing for it. well you got me pissed and im always maers golden goose arent i? fucking courtney crazy stoned punchline with sexual attack on nuetering thrown in – rethrown vitroil by allison asshole, you betchya he paid for it, just not much cos its barely a million i was informed by an investor i talked into investing. like an idiot. god – dumb courtney dumb dumb dumb i feel so fucking stupid, im so sorry anyone who was hurt and i dont know what i can do to fix it, im sorry – those who know and love me know i meant no harm, ever ever ever. im so sorry about this awful man and his one lackey, ugh, please dont let this reflect on what recovery is, i made a mistake , a terrible one, but please dont let this man and his ’louche’ he wishes hes justa gin coked out drunk, - attitude throw anyone off the path to recovery, warmly and very sorry, courtney ps allison i will bother to check if creating phony texts is illegal online, i hope it is,
maer shut up and put the gin down asshole, you get what you deserve, and im never ever trusting anyone im told is a rogue outcast who should have a second chance ever again, youd idnt totally hurt me, but you tried and i know you tried to destory someone whose only sin was to want to help your business model? your a perverse fucked up human who needs to find your higher power, yourself loathing gives every ones of these posts away, im certainly not anonymous you asshole, im right here, you know where i am, you wanna fight this out cos ill bash your face in in the name of my enlightenment in this lifetime, spyshop? what the fuck? the gold digging thing was gortieque maer , and the above article doesnt even do my misspelling right, i have a certain semiotic patter patois to my mispells and that was like a valley girl, ‘ sorry you wannnnnnnna hannnnnnng oiyt tonniiiiite’ its just not my writing nor my text and why the fuck would you be welcome where i am, you lied and you taped me surrpetiously and you owe alan n an amends not to mention every a ist in media or in my life name you coiuld throw, your love of women is ample too, because clearly all women must want to ‘marry a rich guy’ that is so fucking offensive, i try not to even think of it or you but these comments are all by you so shut up, your fucked up and you need to stop running some site about sobriety with its dick in the wind when your drunk as fuck and noone knows if you even have a phallus. pribably not, yoru old school castrati, thus the vagina envy , 2,4 million for a courtney crazy pieve after commisions and shit, what you got a blowjob from an escort ? a couch and a cuppa at the starbucks asshole?
the cocaine is simply not true – maer had an alcohol problem. he may have used drugs in his past but that was far, far past. the man is a true gentleman and a sweetheart, and anyone who knows him well knows that he is not someone you can ever buy off.
Maer,
Given the nature of the project, wouldn’t an honest to God full disclosure about all this stuff only add to its impact? We’re rooting for you, brother!–Three years sober, one day at a time
he is not sober in the least. thats the really sick part i didnt believe it until a friend taped and played me his drunk dialling, he binge drinks alot. the fix has no foreward message past bullying me and lohan, wow original, hey at least i have a high iq and a third act, but this fucker almost brought me down and hes not even sober. thats the crazy part.
your maer obviously, the guy has zero ethics, my roomate took an iphone picture of some wierd ‘spyshop’ device he used to tape just salon at home gossipe really, he was pitching a foundation of some sort – involving tv yawn, as usual, something im never ever doing past shilling books, bit the business model was idealistic, calling for a sort of utopian dreamland where temperence and sobriety amongst the 15 percent of us who are addicts or in recovery- it just seemed very altruistic to me, an extremely savvy dear friend whose wiki has about 219 words and if you you tube them , umm, they dont exist, they dont want to exist, and are educated far beyond me in this realm, saw this business model as i was excited about it, genuinly positive and enthusiastic, one of his partners had shown great kindness – he is a ‘sober companion;’ and to be fair a fucking naif at media, and good with high profile alchoholic men, cocaine addicts and sex addicts, look without addicts there would be zero culture, but i have worked extremely hard for my recovery and bad spelling is no reason to thrash me , i dont take ambien anyway, as its a narcotic but when i used to i went online and did all sorts of bratty things with bAD SPELLING, maer is also beyond pernicious, a liar, cmon im ‘groiup texting’ some friends about him in a rant? gwyneth, andre b, harvey,. theyre all a little busy for me to ‘group text; them, maers too afriad of gwyneth , harvey or andre b to fuck with them, but he takes a stigmatised , flyover state scapegoat, eg me,. – ps that article contained zero actual content by me and made me a punchline for using, when i dont use narcotics, end of, i am as i have tried to explain to many an aa nazi temperent, but i like the idea of sobriety = recovery and the disease model and the mutli billion dollar rehab indisurty and its relationship a shitty one to most insurance models -= terrible- being revamped, the road to hell is paved with good intentions, but i sincerely believed that if joe shrank was bringing maer in, that he must be ok, so were kicking around my living room, as you may have seen this guy tennant gets mentioned alot, yes, he wrote a humour book’ the filthy rich handbook’ as alot of my friends are filthy rich – i seem to attract scions of filthy rich old families, particularly ones looking for recovery, and as i do work a 12 step program , which includes SCRUPULOUS HONESTY. FEARLESS MORAL INVENTORY., and 12th step that is faithfully and diligently and discreetly helping other addicts to get off drugs, we were discussing and joking about tennants, rather apt but pre recession eg ‘ikat’; is so over, book, in fact tennant knew alot of things that not alot of people tho- tho thank god not about benneton gravuer, - next thing i know page 6 ’ courtney love im going to marry a rich guy’ or some such shit, what the fuck? i dont even date plutocrats they bore me, i might date myself, if im ever filthy rich again, it made me look as though i were a prostitute, it also not only hurt my feelings it was deliberately hurtful, out of context to say the least and makes me to this day feel awkward and embarassed around filthy rich guys, eg what if one os fucking fabulous? what if i actually liked one instead of just helping afew getr sober? well maer made me look like a golddigging hooker, based on commentary that was more exact accurately conveyed’ have you ever seen a HOT PLUTOCRAT? NO ME EITHER! HA HA! ‘ as a few friends and i gleefully looked in the book and had a few gossips, safely, except no, theres this fucking device, maer was surrepitiously taping me, if he cannot be bought off then explain that? the video was to be approved by my publicist and the subseqyuent rogue publication of my feeling free to goof off knowing that sane grown ups , who understand spin, would fix whatever nutty kooky stuff could be taken out of context, eg it took 7 months for me to fix whatever stupidity with kelly osbournbe, who didnt say what maer said she did in that context, when my – plutocratish- friend crumpled up the ‘fix’ business model , after a bright eyed, bushy tailed activist optimist change the world isnt this neat? me showed him the business model and stated 1/’ this is the stupidest idea i have ever heard of ‘ 2 ‘ maer roshon is over, he will not come back, he has burned far far too many bridges and done so with absolutely no class or sense of apology’ eg drunk dialling friends not a month ago, friends numbers he could only have gotten off my phone, he does not know these people, i keep my close and very guarded friends and lovers extremely dicscreet and thank god i did not discuss that stuff around this ‘trusted’ friend of joe shranks, good old joe, im an absolute fool for not listening, and thinkmi ng my real friend was being cynical and that everyone deserves a secoind chance, the man broke down relationships with my pr,. which has sertved as a disaster even to my life, my home., my business, turned me into yet another ‘courtney crazy ’ story, onvolved himself in my b extremely private personal life like a vicious voyuer , i noted the first splash page of the fix,com he showed me for money to invest in it, had making fun of lohan shit all over it, slutshaming her as well as bullying her, that is not what i signed up for, do you really need to read yet another ‘courtney crazy’ story? im neither crazy in the slightest or stoned on any drugs, so your golden hearted little fucking asshole friend isnt quuite what you appear to state he is besides which the only person in manhattan who could possibly stick up for maer roshon is maer roshon thus the 10 year old tina brown quotes, this man pissed on me and got off on it and was it neccessary? did it help anyone, ? it simply hurt my feelings , my friends feelings and it was achieved not just thru inethical but downright illegal means. so please stop posting nuanced fabulous shit about yourself roshon, your a very evil person, a liar and off your cake on booze binges, fact.
hes a lying asshole and i certainly did not send a ‘group text’ to harvey, whose cell i do not have , or andre or gwyneth, and i certainly for an absolute fact did not ask him to ‘hang later tonight’ that isnt even the way i misspell, its absolute nonsense, per the video, the idiot said i would have approval, and then i hear hes published some ebook all to embarass me for trusting his sobriety business model, unbeliebale hes a fucking loser. fuck you joe shrank you arent ever getting another referral from me, i spoke to that asshole for an hour for 1/4 a page of new york mag in payment of my alchoholic recovering guitarist staying at joes loft 107 for free for 3 months and played a sober rally, and this fuck comes grabbing all sorts of loose gossip and things people in new york DO NOT DO, dammed straigh hes alienated himself and using a 7 year old harvey quote is retarded, and raising 2,4 m bucks by stabbing me in the back, wow, i hope hes happy thats sooooo wealthy. oh and he drunk dials everyone, its vile, he drunk dials me, how the fuck is he running a sober site? ugh ugh, sorry om, never trading a media favour again,. shpoiuld have listened to my friend, as fucked up as he is on his own probelms at least he is educated in media and i most certainly am not, if your going to embarass me then at least tell the truth.
clc
ps 1 jillion says tina hasnt got quite the nice things to say about him circa today why hpw are you even allowed to use 10 year old ’talk’ era quotes, tacky man, trashy site, total hypocrite.
disclosure; 2.4 million is bullshit., observer, i tend to like you but its called due diligence! what are you? fortune/forbes ? overinflating what things are worth and what cash was paid? it was under a million gross , FACT from an investor in the fix, that stupidly i grovelled for her to invest, well theres mud in MY eye.
media darling ? bwaaaahhhhaa