'Anonymity'

Tuesday, March 25, 2025

Good morning, that wonderful way.

O/ Welcome back.

Where are you, Ghos+?

¿Dónde estás?

It’s time to talk about anonymity.

On with our show.

There are a few reasons I remain anonymous. One is to remind us what language is actually for in the Age of AI. I talk about that a lot on this site.

The second is personal, and quite public: It’s about personal safety, my own and those I care about.

I’ll focus on the second as the first is taken care of by the nature of Wonderfell.

A few years ago, I published a few pieces regarding anti-racist ideas. One such example is on Wonderfell, The 51st State.

You’d think by now humanity evolved enough to accept new ideas, to question the norm.

I published that, and other pieces of that nature, nearly half a decade ago.

Message of hate and personal threats showed the more I published. My work and website were blocked while my car was tampered with.

A well charged battery died at random times. Once while I was driving.

I searched for the cause. A ‘kill switch’ was installed without my knowledge.

It’s a device used to cut all power to the car in case of theft remotely.

I live a quiet life. The guy that writes the posts here O/ is hardly antagonistic. Kind, reserved, friendly and optimistic.

My days were spent writing by a lake, at cafés, in a quiet office. All day.

I’d just gone into remission. I missed so much work healing, life could now be lived without fighting to survive.

Writing is my love and my work.

I set about it. Non-stop, kept to myself, was harassed, hacked, and hijacked.

News of my work’s impact was kept from me. Maybe I’d give up, lose hope, if I thought it all in vain.

In January of 2022, after almost two years being public with no response, I took more action.

I had a blog with hundreds of followers on Medium. At the time it was the largest host of blogs online.

In early February of 2022, after a year of my material being online without response, I began posting and reposting many different articles and poems. I changed titles, rearranged paragraphs to beat AI algorithms. No response.

I even went so far as to tag entries like The 51st State Black Lives Matter.

You tag that poem BLM on the largest blogging platform online with hundreds of followers, you get a response.

Nothing. Not even a single registered view.

Medium never reached out to me to tell me the content was “too strong or controversial,” and so removed.

I began writing a well-structured email to the management of the hosting platform.

While in the process of completing that email, I took a break, drove to get a cup of coffee at my usual café, and woke up in an ICU three days later after an SUV going over 50 MPH crossed a double yellow right into my lap, snapping my left leg in two, leaving multiple fractures, least of which was a major seizure inducing concussion.

That was three years ago. Since then, I spent the time healing and writing. I walk again. So, I keep going.

If what I have to say is important enough to get that reaction, it’s too important not to be heard.

The blog is most likely still on Medium. I’ve stayed away for security reasons.

‘S.J. Wynn’ was my user name at the time. Look it up if you like. You’ll find some of the same posts you find here without the AI pictures.

I wasn’t hiding; I was hid.

Still am, as far as I can tell.

If the positive message of Wonderfell is seen as a threat to anyone… God help us all.

Racial equality, civil rights, social justice… I think too well of America to see us fail America so much.

I continue to post positive messages in my morning journal online. I won’t stop. Reach out to say hello, subscribe if you like. If you have, I don’t know about it.

Now you know why.

It's all in the timing: I’m definitely not shy.

I’m not hiding; I’m hid.

Take care, keep reading, find a way to say hello if you like, and make a wonderful day.