Out(ed)

Just got sent this from one of my favourite characters.  Good thing I’m imaginary. Makes it a little hard to be outed when you don’t exist.  Now my dear friend, Lord Likely, on the other hand …

By John D. Sutter
CNN

(CNN) — Blog fans in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, saw PittGirl as their masked superhero — a comedian and local commentator who jibed the mayor without reserve and ranted freely about her hatred of pigeons.

Virginia Montanez says she was fired because she revealed her identity as a local blogger.

Virginia Montanez says she was fired because she revealed her identity as a local blogger.

But despite her effort to keep her real name secret, people started to figure out who PittGirl was.

Feeling pressure to take control of her identity before someone else outed her, PittGirl on Wednesday posted pictures of herself on her blog and introduced readers to her real-world self: Virginia Montanez, a 35-year-old married mother of two who worked in the nonprofit sector.

“My friends and family call me Ginny,” she wrote on her blog. “But you can continue to call me Your Majesty, because I’ve grown accustomed.”

On Thursday morning, Montanez was fired from her job because of her online persona, she said.

Montanez’s and other online coming-out stories highlight the complicated way people view anonymity on the Internet and the high stakes that come with trying to keep up an online persona.

The reasons people want to be anonymous online vary. Political whistle blowers fear retribution; employees want to separate the personal from the professional; artists want their work to stand up without an attached biography; and some writers like Montanez take on a sort of Everyman quality by keeping their real names off their posts.

But there also are reasons why a person with an online persona might want to come out of the closet.

Some anonymous bloggers, like PittGirl, worry their veils of anonymity will be pulled back against their will, and plenty of news events validate their fears.

Earlier this week, for example, a New York Supreme Court judge forced Google to reveal the identity of a blogger who had been posting rants about onetime cover girl Liskula Cohen on Blogger.com, which Google owns.

No true anonymity

That case, and similar ones before it, send the message that the cloak of online anonymity easily can be lifted, said Judith Donath, a fellow at the Berkman Center for Internet and Society at Harvard University.

But it’s difficult to say whether the Web is becoming more or less anonymous, she said.

“What’s increasing is the range of forums and the types of anonymous environments people have to choose among,” she said.

Some sites, like Facebook, encourage people to give lots of information about their real-world selves. Blogs are more of a mixed bag, she said, where many people write under assumed names or put their words in the mouths of invented characters.

But such split identities can easily be merged — either through the judicial process or by using technology.

Courts have set general guidelines that a plaintiff must meet before forcing a person out of online anonymity. But the rules are still in the making and are up for interpretation, said Daniel Solove, a law professor at the George Washington University Law School and author of “The Future of Reputation.”

On one end of the spectrum, a court could out a blogger simply because a legal action is filed against the person. That’s troublesome because any good attorney could leverage the courts simply to expose a person’s identity, he said.

At the other extreme, a judge could say a plaintiff must prove the blogger defamed someone before forcing a company like Google to reveal the person’s identity.

Technology also can be used to unmask someone.

Matt Zimmerman, senior staff attorney at the Electronic Frontier Foundation, which advocates for the rights of anonymous speech, said there are tools people can use to try to hide their footprints online. But none is 100 percent effective, he said.

That leaves some online writers who use pseudonyms in the stressful situation of not knowing if or when their real names will be revealed.

Blogging waiter wants publicity

For Steve Dublanica, a New York City waiter who ragged on his customers for years through a blog called Waiter Rant, the tension of being outed gnawed at his stomach like a bad cheeseburger.

Dublanica said his boss and co-workers knew of his blog. But as his site got more and more popular, people started having contests to figure out who he was.

He valued his secrecy because he says it afforded him creative freedom and access to good material. “If [the customers] know you’re going to write down what they’re saying or what they’re doing they tend to act differently,” he said.

Dublanica didn’t out himself because of the stress of keeping the secret, though. He got a book deal. And he wanted the publicity and recognition that came with it.

“The nice thing about not being anonymous is I can take credit for all the work I do,” he said. “The bad stuff … was that it was terrifying in the beginning. You just didn’t know how people were going to treat you.”

Alaska blogger outed by politician

Jeanne Devon, a 43-year-old political blogger in Alaska, had her identity revealed after a state legislator published her name in a newsletter.

Devon, who blogs on a site called The Mudflats, says she has mixed feeling about being forced out of the closet. In one sense, she says, she was able to be more herself while writing under an assumed name.

“There are things that you know, or that you feel sort of in your heart of hearts, that you might not want to put out there in a public way” with your name attached, she said. “If people always spoke without filters, we’d learn a lot more.”

She also says she has felt more support from her readers and her community since her real name was published.

Some bloggers who post under their real names say that those who write under pseudonyms have something to hide or don’t want to be held accountable to their audiences.

Getting ‘dooced’

Heather B. Armstrong, who was fired from her job after her employer discovered her blog, Dooce, where she posted under her real name, said there are few valid reasons a blogger should veil his or her identity.

“I think if you’re doing something anonymously you’ve got some issues going on,” she said. “There’s a reason that you’re hiding.”

People now use the term “dooced” to refer to being fired because of a personal blog.

Armstrong, who writes about her family, says she’s received all kinds of hate mail — from people who call her kids ugly to those who tell her she’s an unfit mother and should have her children taken away from her.

Being honest about her identity has helped Armstrong get through those criticisms and through other hard times.

“I credit my audience with saving my life back when I had postpartum depression because of all of the encouraging e-mails they sent me,” she said. “The good far, far, far outweighs the bad, and my life has been incredibly enriched through the Internet.”

Hero unmasked

Montanez, the fired blogger in Pittsburgh, said she’s trying to find an upside in what’s happened to her. Her former employer, the Negro Educational Emergency Drive, did not respond to CNN requests for comment.

She doesn’t like the idea of being in the public eye. She describes herself as shy and said part of the reason she wanted to remain anonymous was so she wouldn’t draw attention to herself. She also feels like her larger-than-life persona has been somewhat deflated now that readers know who she is.

But now that she’s out, she figures she might as well try to capitalize on her newfound openness.

“I just want to write and get paid for it,” she said.

Only Me!!!!!!

Hidden

So many of you know that I do some acting. Which I do and I enjoy to do, but I don’t really expect anybody to recognize me. Really the only time anyone “recognizes me” is when somebody who already knows me sees me in a commercial. I don’t get stop in the street with comments such as “aren’t you Emme Rogers” or “your the girl from…”. Most of the characters that I play transform both my “look” and “my personality” into a totally different person. Like when I play a totally sexually out there 20-something punk gal in black lip stick and not wearing much more than a few layered pieces of fishnets and mesh clothing. Wildly exhilarating, but not recognizable as the Emme you know and love. So no, I keep a fairly low profile as an actor and I like it that way. Nobody knows where I live or even cares – thank goodness.

Well that all went to Hell this morning!

Was spending a quiet morning plugging away on the computer, catching up with some of the people that I love but have been neglecting. Not caring about the current state of my bed head or the fact that I was wearing an especially comfy, yet ratty pair of pjs, because really who was I entertaining. And then the doorbell rings ………

Three young “tweens” (as we’d call them in the biz) were standing at the door with garbage bags. Apparently they were doing a bottle drive for school. “Did I have any bottles?” Well, I know dear readers, that this will come as a shock to you as naturally you see me as perfect in every way (don’t worry you are not the only deluded soul out there), but one of my small imperfections is this knack for letting my recycled bottles pile up on the deck for months at a time, until a few snide comments from friends about my deck resembling that off an alcoholics provokes me to finally load up the car and make the trip to the bottle depot.

So did I ever have bottles!!! In fact, this morning happened to be one of the times when that pile had grown to an especially embarrassingly large size. I had the gals come round to the deck and was thrilled to load them up with bottles. Quickly their three large garbage bags were full (they had after all visited a few of my neighbors too) and were going to come back shortly for the rest.

Bottle Drive

Photo by Simon Barnes

Well they did come back. And they brought reinforcements – two other gals – one of which looked strangely familiar to me – but really that was very unlikely – just must have seen her playing in the neighborhood. So I start to load the girls up with a few cases of beer and as I lay the case in the gals arms that looked familiar she pipes up with “Emme – right!?! You have a tv show!?!”

Recognition hits me as it hits the kid. I do know this kid and from the only children’s series I have ever done. We did some market research on her class in a school district far, far away from where we were currently standing, but she had moved. She was especially memorable, because she was so funny! There class had helped to choose a name for the show and apparently thought I was a celebrity and aside from just wanting my autograph, they had all wanted me to sign their hands and were “never going to wash them again”. This was the kid that had started that craze spreading through the classroom. And here I was handing her and her new friends cases of beer bottles!!!!

Thank goodness they just missed the on-again-off-again male roomie walking down the stairs in nothing but his underwear!

Male Roomie