I have no idea what Wired is thinking about how the Internet exposes us all as freaks.  I mean, just this morning I was looking at a pair of jeans with Eianna in Second Life that had both an open and closed option - I’ll let you figure that one out.  I for one have completely given up on being fully exposed for what I am, a virtual avatar in Second Life and putzing around in Cyberspace.  Hmmm, that seems to work out pretty good.

When you start to think about it, it’s a clever idea.  No, I didn’t come up with the idea.  In fact, I also have some real life “avatars” I hide behind from the marketers and other annoying people.  I have one avatar that is so old I think it could get a driver’s license soon.

It’s pretty obvious to me, that unless you essentially want to run around in cyberspace for all of eternity, you’re foolish to have anything but a modicum of your real identity publicly visible.  Someone told me, “Oh, I don’t care, I have nothing to hide.”  Well, once the information is out in the Internet, it is almost impossible to get it off.  Google might eventually forget it, but other sites never forget. 

In the mean time, Veyron is having a pretty good time being a wild and crazy woman.  “Where’s my pitchfork?”

-Veyron

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Tags: reallife, avatar, second life, cyberspace