OMG! I need to give that to somebody!

Younger than us (especially the Boomers' kids), they have been encouraged to let everything hang out online. Reveal everything about yourself! As much as possible. Using your real name!

I dunno, I'm seeing a "straight white male techie privilege" going on. Like, "why do you have anything you need to HIDE?!?!?!" Um, a million reasons, asshole. Many of which are NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS. And if you ask people to register with "the name their friends call them," then you are *not* asking for someone's "wallet name," as I'm seeing it called. Also, Google's privacy person posted publicly and explicitly in support of pseudonymity as a corporate policy in February of this year, using the Arab Spring protesters as an example. I can't find the link right now, read it at 3 am and I'm braindead but I'm sure someone can find it.

Great link, Consuela.

Sorry for skimming and dumping.

I dunno, I'm seeing a "straight white male techie privilege" going on.

Word.

I really liked Denise (from DW) and Anil Dash's (from LJ) posts, which basically said: the problem with online incivility has more to do with the structure of the community and the tools for managing it than it does with the naming conventions. While the last thing Google wants to do is take on the responsibility for community management, they can do like everyone else does and give posters moderating ability.

I mean, I assume that if post to G+, I can moderate the responses, right?

I have always been called Ginger, because I'm named for my mother. I've had assorted go-rounds with banks because anyone who knows me, including my mother, writes checks to Ginger. A little common sense would say that Ginger Very-Rare-Last-Name and Virginia Very-Rare-Last-Name are the same person, but banks have never been known for common sense.

I can understand requiring that a person's real name is on file with an e-mail provider, in case of criminal activity, but in my view of the world, getting to that would require a subpoena.

Job-ma fingers crossed, Cash!

The thing I really like about twitter is that if someone spams me, I can block the person and never see that person's tweets again.

That's about the only level of moderation twitter needs really because you SEEK OUT the connections you want to make.

I'm never using a pillow again. And the twin Dean/Castiel body pillows weren't sufficient (but almost) to skeeve me out.

Free fries!

Jilli, would you?

Oh Jebus why did I click that link? People are looking over to see what I was recoiling at.

And the twin Dean/Castiel body pillows weren't sufficient (but almost) to skeeve me out.

The what now?