Talk about your cat fights… Read: Outed blogger Rosemary Port blames model Liskula Cohen for ‘skank’ stink
The outed blogger seems to think she should be able to rant publicly while maintaining anonymity. As an anonymous blogger myself, I actually agree with the following:
You aren’t entitled to a “right to privacy” in public. That’s why we have two different words for two different states: “Private” and “public”. And if blogging was private, it would be done in a locked diary on your desk, not on the internet. — Kathy Shaidle, Five Feet of Fury
My reason for blogging anonymously (or rather under the pseudonym “Natasha”) is rather lame perhaps. As a newbie who started this blog just late last year, more as an experiment than anything else, I didn’t want to attach my name to something I might not stick with.
But as someone who lives by the motto “Everyone’s entitled to my opinion,” I think sharing my identity is no big deal. It’s not as if this blog gets a lot of readers or that I’m well known for anything in particular — unless you count sounding off to the local paper in my numerous letters to the editor. Funny thing, I’ve noticed they print fewer and fewer of my letters since I started getting more critical about what they pass off as unbiased news reporting. And it was about that time I started this blog.
So, if anyone’s interested, or bothering to read this silly little blog, I’m outing myself. My real name is Sheila Tofflemire. I sometimes use my middle initial “J” when writing. This was mainly to not be confused with someone else by the same name in my city who’d been charged with a felony back in the early 80s (funny story). But she’s since passed away, or so I guess, since I saw my name in the Obits in the paper several years ago. Sheesh, you wouldn’t expect a name like mine to be that common, would ya?
Anyway, I will still post under the name “Natasha” (look up the old Rocky & Bullwinkle cartoon). But, if down the road, someone wants to “out” me, I’ve already beat you to it.
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I read the title as “…public booger”. Now that’s a headline I can support. I hate it when people pick their noses in public.
I can’t wait, four more days and to the east coast I go. I like a good storm as much as the next person, but I am glad that hurricane Bill is now done. Not much of a storm anyway, but don’t like being in a plane with a hurricane anywhere near me.
It was no big secret who you were, or me for that matter. Someone had of asked I would have told them, and have. Especially if they were challenging me to a duel. There is something real slimy about posting anonymously, especially, if it is an assissination attempt. I am well hated in the left blogs, and I am good with that. I consider myself a rude awakener. Some people don’t like to be woke up, but it doesn’t mean they shouldn’t.
Yeah, and I am Elaine Murray, a lumpy middle age woman, also with an opinion on everything. I used to think everyone had an opinion on everything, but they don’t. I used to post under my own name, long story as to why I changed it. I have pissed off enough people on the blogs that I have been outed more than once.
I kind of like them thinking that it somehow gave them power, or it could be used as a weapon against me. I think and say the same as Elaine, or Honey Pot. It is not an alter ego. I am a feisty big mouthed opinionated bitch, no matter what name I chose to use. I am good with that, and my family and friends are good with that.
Hey, everybody’s outing themselves now!
It wasn’t until I started reading blogs, instead of relying on the media for information, that I realized there are a lot of people out there who are as fed up as I am with the PC hug-a-thug crowd that dominates mainstream news sources.
But just because I post under a pseudonym, doesn’t mean I’m ashamed of my own opinions. So, if someone wants to know who I am, they can always search this site and find out.
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