Remember when Ilkka went away, because his blogging made some feminists mad and made his wife mad, and he nearly lost his job? Then he chilled out for awhile by writing about card games, and then finally he settled on a more restrained version of his former blog persona.
Then there was Bane. What a raving, self-obsessed, defiantly crude, sick, unhealthy, failed writer he was. I’m sorry for you if you liked him. The only way he would stop growling online was by dying.
Then there was Zapata King, Vox’s flea. “All Vox, All the Time.” Before Vox was comfortable with people murmurring about the Beales, ZK was there to hound him about his inconsistencies and evasions. I think he claimed to be responsible for getting Vox to remove the reference to the SBLC in his tagline. ZK shifted in and out of this blog-reality until he faded away.
Well, those are the only transient blog personas I can think of, since I don’t get around that much. I used to consider scrapping my own blog persona, but then I thought, what difference does it make? Maybe someday it will make a difference and I’ll transmute into someone else, or maybe I’ll take John Davison’s advice and be who I am in meatspace.