I'm with nentwined. Unless your name is really *.*ReAdY To SnAp*.*, there's no one on this site who isn't at least slightly anonymous. (Personally, I doubt that you're even actually 'ready to snap' right now.) Even Dan garcia-Black is really Dan Garcia-Black, and Fraser Allonby, Q.C. is probably not a real Q.C. If there's one exception, it's Doug Soderstrom, PhD - who, I see from your comments, is one of the people you're thinking of. As anyone on poemranker can tell you, Doug Soderstrom, PhD is a psychology 'instructor' at a community college in Texas. Does that help any?
No, probably not. And if you knew our real names, then what? I'll tell you right now my name is John Updike, and I think your poems are pretty awful. Sure, you can tell all your friends 'That John Updike is a real arrogant know-it-all,' but what good is that going to do unless one of your friends lives in the Jordanian desert and can convince the Bedouins to stop inviting me to their interminable all-male 'dances'? Honestly, I don't think they'd have much luck. The odds of you really being able to somehow publicly shame any of us are impossibly slim, bub, especially since when you find me, I'll most likely be surrounded by people who think your poems are pretty awful and Bedouins with real swords. No, that's not your M.O. You'll just use any "real" information about us to make nasty and somewhat-predictable plays on our names, like "What do you know about poetry, John Dick-up?" or "Like you can talk any, Joan Big-Dyke". Whatever. What the fuck ever.
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