Somebody, Nobody, Anybody and Everybody. There’s a joke about them… a joke that makes sense yet it is a bit of a paradox. It makes you think – does a name have meaning or is it the person that gives the word a definition? This is the question that comes to my mind when I think about my blog. Initially, I created this website in complete anonymity – something I was surprisingly comfortable with. It was quite uncharacteristic of me, however I wanted to make a blog where I could work with no boundaries – those boundaries that each person builds for themselves.
Now… 10 months into my blog, I am unsure of why I took this decision and what is the purpose of it. I enjoy blogging, but keeping my identity secret is difficult since I can’t upload any pictures or tell-tale signs of where I am or what I do. Being an anonymous blogger provides me with the freedom to write about anything, with the security that my opinion will not be associated with my name or face. That is such a strange concept. I take responsibility for making this decision but to serve what purpose… this is something that is yet unknown to me.
Deconstructing my decision to be unknown has made me see how amateur and infantile I was. Am I afraid to own up to my own blog? Afraid of who? and of what? These questions have led to me to the conclusion that despite fighting for freedom of speech and all our different human rights – the true freedom of opinion really comes from being anonymous. This is why the group Anonymous is anonymous – they are afraid to put a face to their claims due to the reaction of the public. OK… don’t get too excited, I’m barely as exciting and interesting as Anonymous but you catch my drift.
When I decided to create a blog, being anonymous was just an understood aspect. I never thought it would make a difference if I could not associate myself with my blog, but now that I have engaged with so many bloggers and written posts, it has dawned upon me that my identity is my blog’s identity. It has been a journey for me, being detached from my writing self and I have realized why I did it – I was speculative about the results.
The results are in: I love blogging.
In this spirit, I am contemplating shedding my anonymous identity and write as freely as I live. Is there really a point in staying anonymous?