Annals of the self-defeating, vol. 56: You're trying to keep some of
your private affairs private, and keep your name out of the papers.
So, threaten to
file a lawsuit
against someone who's described the story without
revealing actual names -- even though the mere act of filing suit
couldn't help but reveal, at the very least, the identity of the
parties. And then comes discovery.
In slightly more detail: This concerns an anonymous blog offering a story which
sounds vaguely like a twist on Margaret Atwood's The Blind
Assassin -- it's purportedly written by an heiress from a wealthy
European family, calling herself "Isabella v.", now on the lam to
avoid an arranged marriage, an overbearing father who reminds her of
Michael Corleone, the detectives he hired to track her down, and
presumably other family tsorres. (It helps to remember while reading
this that "normal family" is a contradiction in terms).
Complicating the story still further is Sean-Paul Kelly's The Agonist, recipient of the
above-mentioned lawyerly love note, which has been publishing
occasional updates attributed to anonymous sources inside the family.
There has been all sorts of speculation about this -- that Kelly's
faking it all himself (with sotto voce murmurs about his earlier
"anonymous tipsters" that turned out to be published Stratfor
briefings), or that the blog is written by pranksters who also faked
up the letters, simply because the story is so outlandish. To which
we might add that the legal threat itself seems a bit out of
character, not so much because it's overbearing as being... well,
kinda dumb. Why do it at all?
But wheels within wheels, there is one concerned party for whom
legal tactics are never self-defeating: the lawyers. No matter what
happens, they get to bill for it. So who knows? Some rich European
family may in fact be missing an heiress.
Then again, "Isabella" herself, while taking
extreme technical measures to conceal her identity, has revealed
enough about some of the people and places in her past that a little
gumshoe work could conceivably run them to ground -- in some ways more
than I'd do, and I have a whole lot less at stake. But then again,
she recently said that she still hasn't dyed her bright red