In a world where people pay thousands of dollars to submit themselves to black person labor, brainwashing and group therapy, its no surprise anyone that can write star trek fanfiction can rise over the general sci fi community.
Harlan Ellison (AKA Harblan, L Ron's buttbuddy, or that fucking midget) is a jewish science fiction writer of meager success that achieved IRL and E-fame for writing over 1000 short stories, novellas, screenplays, teleplays, essays and criticising anyone that achieved more success than he did. He's even more famous, though, due to his whiny, failed attempts at sounding serious and overall being full of shit.
Harblan Ellison was born at least 100 years ago in Cleveland, Ohio from Jewish parents (which actually explains a lot). They moved to Painesville some time later, but returned to Cleveland once again following the death of his father and because they couldn't stop there.
As he grew up, Harlan ran away from home several times because his widow mom wouldn't buy him a nes and proceeded to take on a wide variety of odd jobs, from dynamite truck driver to being a hired gun for a rich, insane man. Of course, these claims are dubious at best. Its more than obvious that this midget is just a walking, reeking can of fail desperate for some attention.
Later on he'd join local university, were he'd stay for 18 months before being expelled. He claims it was for going batshit insane and hitting a professor for lolling at his writing skills, but it was really because he couldn't keep up to the university's standards. For the next forty or so years, he's send to said teacher a copy of every one of his works out of sheer raeg, but mostly because he had nothing better to do.
Harley would later move to New York to achieve great success as a science fiction writer, ending up publishing more than 100 short stories and articles over a period of 2 years. In an unsurprising twist, Harly also wrote several erotic stories, including the ironically named "God Bless the Ugly Virgin", in which he depicts his own sexual life, which was later published in a gay magazine in LA under the pseudonym Cordwainer Bird.
During that time, Harlan married some bitch, divorcing her some months later because the effects of the drugs he had given her had finally worn off and she realized she had married an ugly midget who didn't have a real job and was unable to do anything marginally pleasurable in bed. After that, he'd start writing about youth gangs, and even join one in order to get closer to its members. Did I mention they nicknamed him "Cheech Beldone"?
As we would expect from the fugly, unholy spawn of a Jew mother, Harlan's got a personality that could be described as frivolous, Jew and abrasive. In one of his books, he even declares himself as "possibly the most contentious person on Earth".
—Isaac Asimov, BFF
The L. Ron Connection
It are fact that Harlan and L. Ron have known each other and shared ideas for a long time, though it seems their relationship dwindled after L. Ron achieved huge success after having dropped the science fiction moniker and turned all his crappy work into another kind of fiction. While this doesn't make L. Ron any better than his shorter counterpart, he died due to massive consumption of hookers and blow, while Harlan is heading towards a considerably bleaker fate.
—Harlan Ellison, speaking the truth, for a change.
Harlan is also known for trolling IRL. He, however, unlike the able dramacrats we know and love, is unable to do so and achieve win without causing him to look like a sad pile of fail. Only the most remarkable ones will be listed here, because there is just too much shit in this guy's diaper.
The Connie Willis Incident:
Connie was not amused.
—Ellen Datlow, Trufax
—Patrick Nielsen Hayden, Expressing his and everyone else's feelings on the matter.
The Infamous Jellybean Incident:
From Shii's own words:
"At a con in the mid-80's, Harlan encountered something rare in his book: an extremely attractive, big-busted, non-fat blonde who happened to be about 2-3" shorter than he was. The catch was that she actually seemed interested in him, not for his status as a SF writer, but because of some aspect of his lack of charm or whatnot - ergo, him for himself. Word spread around the con about this, and Harlan was escorting this gal around the con as a trophy. It was then that several other writers and fans decided it was time to give Harlan his come-uppance.
Flashback to a previous con. One question Harlan hates the most is when someone asks where the Harlequin got all those jelly beans he dumps on the Tick-Tock Man. At this one con, Harlan went ballistic and threatened to throttle the next person who asked him that question. From all accounts, it wasn't just a tirade, it was an actual promise of bodily harm to the next poor unfortunate who made such a mistake of query. Needless to say, word spread around about this one, and a lot of people shied away from Harlan for the rest of that con.
Some of those in attendance were also at the con where Harlan had apparently scored. It was then that the plan went into effect. One SF writer decoyed Harlan, while a couple of fans gave the trophy du femme a bag of - you guessed it - jelly beans. They told her these were Harlie's favorites, and she could score great brownie points by giving him this big bag.
Needless to say, jelly beans exploded all over the convention floor."
As any IRL personality, Harlan looked for more ways to fag himself up to the masses on the internets. This includes several jewtube videos, and a website that acts more as a blog where he quotes himself.
—Harlan Ellison, on technology
—Harlan Ellison, on how his stories feel like.
—Harlan Ellison, talking about his relationship with his mom.
—Harlan Ellison, talking about stuff he barely understands, but still remarkably accurate.
—Harlan Ellison, on how half of the universe consists only of him and you.
Harlan, on some shit nobody cares about.
Also, apparently Harlan managed to whore his way into the Terminator's credits.