Okay, considering what I say about myself on this blog, I’m sure it’s pretty easy for people who know me in real life and stumble across this blog to put two and two together. I know that the address of this blog has been floating around local queer lists on a couple of occasions, so I’m not surprised that a few people I do know have found it. I know a few specific people who I do know personally read this (both from comments and watching incoming traffic logs), and that generally hasn’t bothered me.
However, it’s been brought to my attention that a few more people who I do know in real life may be reading this blog than I know about. So, if you do fall into that boat, I’d appreciate the courtesy of asking my permission first. It’s a public blog, and I can’t stop you, but considering I do take a very personal tact with my writing here, I would rather I knew specifically of those I know in real life was reading. This also applies to people I know spreading it around among our friends: if you’re going to tell other people I know, in future, please ask me.
I’m a 29 y.o. chick from the USA. I found ya through links from Feministe re: the recent controversy.
Just to say, I think your desire to know your readers/lurkers is a bit of a pipe dream, given how active you are on prominent issues and how the net generally works (lurkers greatly outnumber participants). But I guess it doesn’t hurt to ask!
Huh?
This post is specifically about people who I know in real life reading my blog, since I don’t want to get to the point where I start to self-censor. I don’t care who people are if they don’t know me personally.
I see. Well I completely misunderstood. /me hides in the corner.
No worries - you evidently weren’t the only one, judging by the trolling comments I moderated from some of Rodney Croome’s fans. I just wanted to make that clear, anyway.
I sometimes get annoyed by real-life people read my blog without telling me. I’ve gotten to the point now though, where I assume that if they know my name, they are about to google me, and if they haven’t read my blog, they will within the next 24 hours.
Its a bit paranoid, but it means I don’t get as creeped out as I did the first time I was talking to someone and they said “Oh, you are THAT Ryan. I’ve read your blog.”
Sometimes I wonder how that will effect my going stealth. Facebook tends to be where my Real Life and Online Life crash into one another, so breaking that connection will probably be the first step when I go stealth.
This blog isn’t connected to my real name, though; it’s not on the blog, and it won’t show up in searches for my name.
I don’t know, I don’t mind people going “oh, you’re that one, I’ve read your blog”; it’s just people I know well reading it and not telling me that bugs me. I’m specifically pissed about one of them who didn’t realise that my post on queerness wasn’t really a good topic to give me shit about…