Nice that your legislative definition of "stalkerism" (is that even a word?) is so subjective, JRV.

Grizz, yawn. You don't know dick about my motives, it has nothing to do with wanting to injure, or wanting anyone injured. Passive-agressive, possibly. It's a little thing we call tough shit in life. Even the knowledge of someone's real name, despite their choice of occupation, doesn't constitute a breach of law. I argued that with Rachel a number of times, who threatened that such display of her name was a felony charge. Back in the day, when we still talked, I aided her in discovering websites where people she went to school with had used her name in the public domain. Now, I just don't care - and despite your speculative bullshit - has nothing to do with wanting to see her harmed. It's strictly revenge, which last time I checked was only a crime to the morality police (i.e. - you, for instance).

The job is a risk in itself, and stage names unfortunately are only a mask subject to being unveiled at any time. I don't feel compelled to call people by their real name unless they piss me off, because at that point, whatever anomosity they've shown towards me is personal.

Although I did get a kick out of seeing Johnny Thrust wearing a hockey jersey a couple years ago in Vegas with his real surname across the back. To each their own obviously, but I have no motive to say what exactly that name was.
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