Freyed

The Snitch tells the story of Jan Frel's protest (of sorts) at a James Frey reading in San Francisco:

It's Friday evening and I'm standing outside Slim's with Jan Frel, his wife, Hadley Suter, a can of mace and a stack of papers. The papers are stapled copies of John Dolan's essay "Whose Fault Is Frey?" a document that lambastes author James Frey, whose memoir of drug addiction and subsequent recovery, A Million Little Pieces, was exposed as a partial fabrication after it took the best-sellers lists by storm. Frel is an editor at progressive Web site Alternet.org, and the founder of Down With Frey, an organization that consists of himself, his wife and a blog where one can vote on whether or not Frey is a "hack writer," a "sad sack" or an "abomination." Inside Slim's, a metal band is gearing up to play a set before Frey takes the stage to read an excerpt from his new book, A Bright Shiny Morning, which will be sold in the fiction section and garnered a glowing review from the New York Times.

A little later, Frey decides to confront Frel, with bodyguard in tow:

It's obvious that Frel has thought out ahead of time what he would like to say to the author's face, but now that it's really happening, things just seem awkward. He tells Frey that he's a disgrace, that he's a fraud, and that his continuing popularity is symptomatic of the attitude that allows George Bush to retain office after committing war crimes. Frey is nodding in response to this and tells Frel that he's entitled to his opinion. The whole time, Black Hair Tattooed Guy, a member of the opening band, 3rdrail, is at Frey's side, mad-dogging Frel, fists clenched. The confrontation sputters out, and Frey walks away.

"You mess any shit up…." Black Hair Tattoed Guy hisses into Frel's face.

"And what?" Frel asks.

"Guess!" BHTG barks, and turns heel.