THE SECRET HISTORY OF MICHAEL POLITZ: TRAPPED IN THE GREENSPUN CYCLE

Gather around, my children, and listen as I relate to you my history here in Las Vegas – the reason I so often find myself at odds with the un-welcoming muckety-mucks who seem to think they own this town. As many of you have seen firsthand, most of my woes can be directly traced to abuses and defamation of my character perpetrated by representatives of Greenspun Media.
Before I became your intrepid publisher, I was a humble reporter for various national magazines paid to cover this beautiful city and all of its entertainment glory. One day, long ago I was on assignment for The Star Magazine to cover CineVegas at The Palms. The Star had all arrangements taken care of beforehand. However, I discovered my CineVegas media credentials that were previously approved, had been revoked without explanation or warning.
No one would explain what happened. However, I later learned from The Star Magazine West Coast Bureau Chief Brenda You that Kim Dixon, a Dominion 3 PR representative, had ordered the credential revocation under direct instructions from Las Vegas based Kirvin Doak Pr Company on behalf of their client CineVegas. (Which is owned and operated by Greenspun Media.) I later discovered that a phone call to The Star Magazine had been made by Dominion 3 asking for a different reporter. False accusations were levelled against me, including a false allegation that I stole bottles of liquor from parties. It is common knowledge here in Vegas that I only drink diet soda and water… In my attempt for a resolution, I sent numerous emails and made phone calls to the owners of Greenspun Media and received no response back. Then my sources started telling me CineVegas affiliate and actor Dennis Hopper was talking about me at his dinner parties. To this day there is still no apology for any of this slander. I even volunteered to be frisked to prove I did not steal a bottle of anything.
Those of you who think CineVegas is the Cannes of Nevada are deluding yourselves. These guys have more in common with CineBuns than Cannes.
I know CineVegas was once billed as the most dangerous film festival in a food court, but it’s known to many of us in Las Vegas as “Robyn’s Super Sweet Sixteen.” Robyn Greenspun is the wife of Danny Greenspun who with his brother inherited the Greenspun media and real estate Company that their father built.
I lay the blame for my troubles and deliberate humiliation at Robyn’s feet. Being in charge of CineVegas she has a responsibility to keep everything civil and make sure her people act fairly toward others. Instead, she has constantly misused her authority to advance and protect her own interests. Against people who have no defense against her tactics. It’s sad because Robyn could have been a real artistic force and done a lot of good – for someone other than herself. She disappoints, and Las Vegas is all the more mediocre because of it.