Sunday, August 28, 2005
Puzzle Zoo Werewolf, Where Are You?
"I'm happy with 'Anonymous.' After all, Anonymous is so much more famous than I am......"
-- Anonymous
We all leave a trail behind us, it’s nearly impossible to avoid. This Internet thing, the Information Superhighway, if you will, makes it even easier to find little tidbits about others that they may or may not have otherwise disclosed about themselves in the first place.
I respect and admire people who can pour their hearts out to others while revealing their true selves, but it’s not something I can do.
Many people publish online and do it anonymously. Over time, though, it’s difficult for someone to publish a journal and remain completely anonymous. We write about what we know and we write about what we do. Little tidbits show up here and there that leave specific identifying information, and that’s just unavoidable.
It started a few months ago. I received an email from a local journalist who was writing an article for the local newspaper about local bloggers. I responded to her questions and included the information that I preferred to remain anonymous. I never heard from her again.
Not long after, I noticed the article in the newspaper. It was on the front page, and I read it, and I realized that by only publishing my first name, age, and occupation, she kind of identified me without publishing my full name. It didn’t give me too much heartburn, but I knew it was there.
Then there was the trail of breadcrumbs that has grown since, so easy to follow to get here. The very limited number of people that know me and know about this site has now grown beyond the number that had originally been in my control. All of this is okay, and I’m not going to stop publishing here. But I’m no longer anonymous, and that’s okay too.
I removed all the old content – not because I am ashamed of it, not because it revealed bad things about me, but only because it was very personal and originally intended to be anonymous.
By nature I am a private person, which might be hard to believe given the fact that I publish here. I’ll just need to find my voice in this new space.
-- Anonymous
We all leave a trail behind us, it’s nearly impossible to avoid. This Internet thing, the Information Superhighway, if you will, makes it even easier to find little tidbits about others that they may or may not have otherwise disclosed about themselves in the first place.
I respect and admire people who can pour their hearts out to others while revealing their true selves, but it’s not something I can do.
Many people publish online and do it anonymously. Over time, though, it’s difficult for someone to publish a journal and remain completely anonymous. We write about what we know and we write about what we do. Little tidbits show up here and there that leave specific identifying information, and that’s just unavoidable.
It started a few months ago. I received an email from a local journalist who was writing an article for the local newspaper about local bloggers. I responded to her questions and included the information that I preferred to remain anonymous. I never heard from her again.
Not long after, I noticed the article in the newspaper. It was on the front page, and I read it, and I realized that by only publishing my first name, age, and occupation, she kind of identified me without publishing my full name. It didn’t give me too much heartburn, but I knew it was there.
Then there was the trail of breadcrumbs that has grown since, so easy to follow to get here. The very limited number of people that know me and know about this site has now grown beyond the number that had originally been in my control. All of this is okay, and I’m not going to stop publishing here. But I’m no longer anonymous, and that’s okay too.
I removed all the old content – not because I am ashamed of it, not because it revealed bad things about me, but only because it was very personal and originally intended to be anonymous.
By nature I am a private person, which might be hard to believe given the fact that I publish here. I’ll just need to find my voice in this new space.







