Do I call this Anonymous, for better and for worse? Do I call it Anonymous: the good, the bad, the indifferent? I don’t have much time to spend on the topic this morning, even though it is at the core of most of the difficulties in my life and in my writing. To tell, what, when, to whom, and to what purpose.
Anonymous. As in letters, unsigned. Search terms, undisclosed. Trails that peter out. Anonymous as in crazy makers, whether through idle meddling, good-intentions of disconcerting discretion, or plain maliciousness for the hell of an easy hit on someone who can’t get back at the attacker. Public blogs are for reading by anyone inclined to do so, and emails are not private exchanges – as everyone learns one day or another.
In daily living, the work weeks are back. Existential questions abound, all centering on livelihood. In the draft, the big questions are: why is this happening now, and under whose influence? The power triad at work is fairly well defined. So are their tangled webs of interests. The why relates to what sets off the major incidents in their power struggle.
But livelihood matters take precedence over story this morning.