4.20.2009

Righteous Wretchedness

I like the anonymity of my name. A simple Google search turns up a host of interesting individuals with the same moniker.

Among them, a mystery writer, an American outlaw of the 19th century, a Canadian politician, an architect, a composer, and a multitude of other interesting characters.

They accomplished something, as their names are prominently featured when queried.

Then of course there is myself. I don't think my identity registers within the first dozen pages of a Google search. And I'm OK with that. I enjoy living in the shadows.

Why strive for recognition when someone else of the same handle can do it for me?

There are many interesting JW's that have existed. Take this fellow for example. He sacrificed himself at the age of 21 during the Battle of the Bulge.

At 21 I was in a haze of substance induced euphoria.

There's even an award named after a prominent JW. So, as it is, I am content with the other JW's of the world representing with a wealth of commendable and notorious achievements. I'll sit back and bask in their reflective glory.