What's in a Name?

I am always curious about why people choose the monikers they do. It's one thing to have your parents name you or friends dub you with a nickname, or enemies disparage you with ugly epithets and tags that may or may not fit. But, when you name yourself? How When Where and Why?

One here is very salty and chose a name wisely. One is as lovely as a summer's day so what else could it be. One is clearly very old and gets away with anything like a puppy can. And once you've been anointed that sticks. I could go on, But . . .

Had to look up Rubicon cuz I didn't know what one was.

"The Rubicon name means having the ability to go off-road with confidence. The name Rubicon obviously refers to the gesture of Caesar who decided to go for it and not look back, but also to that road that can only be crossed by a handful of vehicles across the industry."

A-Ha!


I would say, then, besides one aptly monikered RFM poster in specific, RFMer's by and large are honorary rubicons. I like to think I am.

But then the thought followed as a lingering aftertaste from another thread--what of Mormonism is still in the U-Haul trailing behind me? I like to think it's empty. But is it? Because sometimes I felt it fish-tailing as I headed down that "road only a few can cross."

That is why I had to be done twice. I hope I don't need a third.

If you really want some puzzling fun look up all the definitions of soft machine and figure out which one Tom identifies with.

Done & Done Wrote:
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> What's in a Name?

> If you really want some puzzling fun look up all
> the definitions of soft machine and figure out
> which one Tom identifies with.

I think it's the British band. :)

And as Tom lives in Paris there's history and sights and people and language and culture and food that's all most intriguing. I think of it all every time I see his posting name here. Tom. In. Paris. Lucky dog!



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And they chose the name because one of the founders was friendly with William Burroughs, who wrote a very strange novel called The Soft Machine...

The band were appointed as The Official Orchestra of the College of Pataphysics in 1967, a year when they also played, naked, at Brigitte Bardot's birthday party in Saint Tropez. It's claimed they played their composition "Did It Again" (sole words: 'we did it again') for an hour and a half before being escorted from the stage!

I always think of Soft Machine as a soft serve ice-cream machine because Tom is so sweet :)

be trailing behind me in some fashion. Only now and then does something happen to make me think otherwise. When my son went by life flight to SLC 18 months ago with meningitis, I made a bargain with God that I'd go back to church again and the minute I finished thinking it, I realized I could never go back. With the problems we've had (and he is doing much better), we've had more neighbors (especially the ones I usually like the most) have made offers for blessings and invites to church and blah blah blah. She said I could find peace there. I said I found peace at the family farm just the day before. I said thank you, but no.

My daughter doesn't bother me anymore about it and my SIL's family doesn't either. They don't find a problem with us at all. We've known them a long time. Our SIL is the best husband she could have ever found. He thinks I'm wonderful. Treats me so well. Treats her like a queen. They are so happy.

But when some things happen, you stop and rethink things. My rethinking lasts a lot less time nowadays. Like reading those temple threads. I have to ask why anyone went back to the temple EVER.

I think I explained my name. I worked for chemists. One of the named me chlorine and it stuck.



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"I said I found peace at the family farm just the day before."

Best answer ever. What are they going to say to that!


And . . . There is a lot to find on a farm. I know. A lot. I miss it.

You have explained your name before, but when I see it on the screen I always think "Carolyn Lynn the Second."

You both went thru horrific marriage ordeals that were 100 hundred percent preventable.

And you both lived to tell the tale.


Lois

My name came from Isaiah 3:22.

I suppose I could have called myself Wimple.

Ha. I had no idea that is what your name meant. Well whatever a crisping pin really is. I could't find anything very definitive.

There is some speculation, and a few guesses, as to what a crisping pin is, but nobody knows. Yes, it’s trivial, but it’s like so much in the scriptures-lots of speculation, but no certainty, when it comes to “God’s word.”

So. Your name means . . . "keep 'em guessing"? Good one.

Abraham 3:13. Wherein Joseph Smith makes up a name for the Sun - Shinehah.

Symbolic of all the many things Joe made up or appropriated from elsewhere.

That one I knew. But. Is the debate still on as to whether it's an actual Egyptian word as some claim? Cuz, uh, it sounds really made up and makes me laugh.

Hugh Nibley said it was real Egyptian so there's that.

My name was a no-brainer because I just like to lay around, licking my ...

Your Ebenezer?

…wounds.

Jesus's wounds? 'Zounds that sounds bad.

I picked my name as a defiant sunbeam child who refused to sing "Jesus Wants Me for a Sunbeam" without adding a "beep" in place of "beam."

Even after a scolding by the music lady, I would still silently mouth the word beep while looking directly at her.

I chose my name because my last name is Lane, and I am a court reporter.

So I thought I would be Lois Lane, Girl reporter.

I kinda like it.

Lois

LOL Sunbeep, we would have been friends as kids :)

Mine, contrary to what might be assumed, simply derives from the fact that machines abd even seasoned healthcare professionals have a hard time taking my blood pressure.

Seems neither human nor machine can find my heartbeat.

Done & Done Wrote:
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> Had to look up Rubicon cuz I didn't know what one
> was.
>
> "The Rubicon name means having the ability to go
> off-road with confidence. The name Rubicon
> obviously refers to the gesture of Caesar who
> decided to go for it and not look back,

The Rubicon is a river in northern Italy that generals (who hired and "owned" their own armies) were not allowed to cross, lest they become involved in the politics of the Roman Republic. So General Gaius Julius Cesaer crossed it.


> but also
> to that road that can only be crossed by a handful
> of vehicles across the industry."

The Rubicon is perhaps the most iconic 4x4 trail in North America. Google "Rubicon Trail," then hit images.

An admirable name.

Thanks for the info. Very good to know. Neither of those came up when I googled and found a bunch of stuff, though, I was a bit remiss in my googling style.

All I'll say is the word "rubicon" seems to get around a real lot.

I have heard reports lately that Google is getting worse at doing its job, so, it might not be your fault entirely.

My name is based on the 2015 movie of the same name. I think I watched it in 2020 and it really resonated with me. Not just the dual meaning the film makes where a "blackcoat" was a priest but also an ominous reference to the opposition. A daughter of both, rebelling against the desires of the holy man to worship and idolize the power from below.

Metaphorically, this spoke to me as at first, very much, I had a hard time letting go of the brainwashing, the feeling that I was being led astray by my doubts. At a certain point of learning, there is no going back, unknowing the things you've learned, and you even glorify in the way it tears down everything you knew and everything that made you feel safe before. So, at the time I made my name, I felt like a rebellious daughter choosing the wicked father and his dark path, abandoning the father that made me and had sought to control me.

SPOILERS




I also really felt touched by the dark romantic story of the film, Kat being seduced by this power, this entity which causes her to do horrible things yet she feels good and feels cared for. And being exorcized in the end, her begging the entity not to abandon her, yet it does. And nothing she does will bring it back and she ends the film alone having committed more crimes.

In a way, I felt this way over my faith crises. It was not intentional, my shelf breaking but once it started I couldn't look away nor could I deny what I had learned. I felt like Kat being exorcized from this "friend" that had made a home in her heart, begging the church, my faith not to leave me, and being left cold and alone after all. I no longer feel sad about it now but I remember very clearly the twisted romance of being in love with a cult that makes you think you're feeling one way when really t is doing other awful things to your life. And then you're left holding the bag, responsible for your choices, no accountability from them or the part they played.

> I have heard reports
> lately that Google is
> getting worse at doing
> its job


You used to be able to find Judic West quotes via Google search...  Granted, they'd start popping up around page 12, but still...  Now, nothing!!

Although, to be fair, this might be from popular acclamation rather than a piss-poor job on Google's part.

This is true! I admit shamefacedly to having sought, yea, even found Judic West quotes through the ministrations of the google god... Clearly not an eternal deity, then.

Duckduckgo, which is the search engine of the new century, page two:


https://www.exmormon.org/phorum/read.php?2,2476778

https://www.exmormon.org/phorum/read.php?2,2075040


Page three:

https://www.exmormon.org/phorum/read.php?2,2452926

https://www.exmormon.org/phorum/read.php?2,2484317

https://www.exmormon.org/phorum/read.php?2,2478812

https://www.exmormon.org/phorum/read.php?2,1810937,1812380

https://www.exmormon.org/phorum/read.php?2,2452926,2452949

https://www.exmormon.org/phorum/read.php?2,2403744

The list goes on for page after page of mind-numbing Farmer's Almanac observations.



Pro Tip: block results for one Judi West, whose "artistic" endeavors--not safe for sensitive exmos' eyes--may well have been the true inspiration for both Jesus's and Tom's inquiries.



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WHEEEEEEE!

That was fun!

Plus, I learned a lot!!!

Spoilers are okay. Not a film I would watch. I'm still missing Doris Day.

Fascinating. Nice analogy. The used becomes the user-- they think--until the real user disappears, which may have been them all along?

When you are in that deep nothing is clear anymore. Like diving from a cliff and you go so deep and the water world is swirling and pulling like some aspic and then you finally surface but still have to make your way to shore. And climb back up the cliff having seen it from top to bottom and upside down as well.

We were in Mormonism in varying degrees. Your description seems to indicate you were in way past your eyeballs.

Well, that was all a big word salad but maybe you know what I mean.

Yes, you worded it perfectly. It was a foundational belief for me. Trusting the church leaders and "knowing" where I came from and what my purpose was was integral to my core. It hurt a lot to lose trust in the church leaders and to realize the story I had centered my identity around was just made up like any of the fiction stories I write and publish.

And it took a lot of time spent being angry and self-righteous post shelf break to accept that two things can be true at once: 1. I was a victim. I was preyed upon, brainwashed and indoctrinated from a young age. And 2. After a certain age, my willful ignorance and blind trust was perpetrated by myself and my unwillingness to question were choices that I made. So, yes, the used was the user all along.

I love this so much, my cousin, Done & Done:

"When you are in that deep nothing is clear anymore. Like diving from a cliff and you go so deep and the water world is swirling and pulling like some aspic and then you finally surface but still have to make your way to shore. And climb back up the cliff having seen it from top to bottom and upside down as well."

You have such a lovely way with words.

I chose Valkyriequeen because King Harold Bluetooth is my great,great ( not sure how many greats) grandfather.
I probably would have been a shield maiden if I had lived back then.

Mine is because I feel peckish.

The big question today though is---does slskipper really skip? Or is he a captain?

Might be running aground, the way the (once) Great Salt Lake is going now.

I went 10 years after quitting the church before I realized that I had not fully recovered from getting stained by the church, that's when I came to RfM for support. I noticed that so many users had clever usernames and I wanted one too.

Bizarre background:
Despite my mom wanting to be a TBM, she would not allow the church's teenage aimed magazine (New Era) in our house. What the heck? My mom is far from a prude, she always allowed me to attend sex ed in school, watch whatever movie and there's art of naked women in my bathroom- it's still there as of last month :) My mom called the New Era a pin up magazine. I have no idea where she got that idea, maybe the cover had young women jumping in the air. The person in charge of church magazine subscriptions was thoroughly displeased about not buying the mag for me.

On my mission, I thumbed through my first New Era church magazine while waiting for the sister missionaries to change their clothing inside their apartment (story for another day). Inside the magazine was this poster about gossip- it depicted several people with their hands and clothing covered in goop (either chocolate or motor oil). The message was about not passing gossip. However, the most striking message for me is how Mormonism and its experiences stain everyone. And no matter how hard you try to clean it up, you are still covered in goop. That's why being a member of the church is so damaging- you're stained for life.

My real name rhymes with my username. It's a natural fit.

My life has been messed up from the church, a dysfunctional family and challenges from being sexually abused.

" . . . how Mormonism and its experiences stain everyone. And no matter how hard you try to clean it up, you are still covered in goop. "

What a great story behind a moniker. And---that is just what I meant by what I may or may not still have behind me in the U-Haul.

Kentish becuae I lived in Kent for a while and becuse Sussexer (birth county Sussex) does not sound quite right. My favorite handle used by a poster many years ago was Her Majesty's Rolls Royce. I always wondered about that one.

"Sussexer!" Now that made me laugh.

Some really great definitions for that word came instantly to mind. Hahah

Done & Done Wrote:
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> What's in a Name?
>
> I am always curious about why people choose the
> monikers they do. It's one thing to have your
> parents name you or friends dub you with a
> nickname, or enemies disparage you with ugly
> epithets and tags that may or may not fit. But,
> when you name yourself? How When Where and Why?
>
> One here is very salty and chose a name wisely.
> One is as lovely as a summer's day so what else
> could it be. One is clearly very old and gets away
> with anything like a puppy can. And once you've
> been anointed that sticks. I could go on, But . .
> .
>
> Had to look up Rubicon cuz I didn't know what one
> was.
>
> "The Rubicon name means having the ability to go
> off-road with confidence. The name Rubicon
> obviously refers to the gesture of Caesar who
> decided to go for it and not look back, but also
> to that road that can only be crossed by a handful
> of vehicles across the industry."
>
> A-Ha!
>
>
> I would say, then, besides one aptly monikered RFM
> poster in specific, RFMer's by and large are
> honorary rubicons. I like to think I am.
>
> But then the thought followed as a lingering
> aftertaste from another thread--what of Mormonism
> is still in the U-Haul trailing behind me? I like
> to think it's empty. But is it? Because sometimes
> I felt it fish-tailing as I headed down that "road
> only a few can cross."
>
> That is why I had to be done twice. I hope I don't
> need a third.
>
> If you really want some puzzling fun look up all
> the definitions of soft machine and figure out
> which one Tom identifies with.

Really? The Rubicon was the river that Julius Caesar crossed when leading his army into Rome to become dictator (after declaring an emergency as they always do.)

The Rubicon is similar to the "line in the sand" concept. Once you cross it, there is no going back.

Yes. We already established that in this thread many times. But thanks anyway I guess.