S peaking
of which — I would like to present
a few, ahem, refinements of the material
I presented in the first blog
entry. To wit:
"Call me Cher" etc. — two
things to be said about this. First, I
got the idea for this riff from an obscure
adventure book here in the library. You
probably wouldn't recognize the name even
if I could remember it. Second, I have
used so many names and aliases and none
of them are any more real or true than
any other. But then again I gave the names
that I gave and not other ones which I
might have chosen for a reason: "Cher",
because it happens to be my so-called legal
birth name and because it means dear. "Shere" because
it looks more exotic, because it contains
the words "she" and "here"— let's
face it, I'm kinda stuck in this joint
for now — and also because it relates
in a funny way to something else I came
across here in the stacks. And "D.D." because
it is the abbreviation of my clan middle
name, and my clan is my family, my source
of wisdom and identity, and more. Also
because it derives from my childhood fascination
and delight with cartoons and cartoon characters.
So this is the handle I use back home with
other clan members and for various celebrations
and functions. So, for all intents and
purposes, notwithstanding any other identity
I may assume at one time or another for
expediency's sake, I am in fact Cher "Disney
Dirtbag" Daley, true daughter of the
Dirtbag Clan — for real and for keeps. |