An interesting thing happened after I posted yesterday’s bash trash. The boyfriend of one of the hashers let me know he was upset I used her hash name in the writeup. I’m still trying to figure out if he wants me to delete it and use another name instead; he hasn’t answered.
Some of you would say “Don’t change a thing; it’s her hash name and you’re writing about the hash.” Most of me is in agreement. According to legend, hash names were invented to allow scribes to write about what happened at the hash without publishing participants’ real names. Even if that’s not true it makes good sense, given some of the antics we get up to.
But (and I’ve written about this before): sometimes naming circles bestow really obnoxious names. In this case, a name so offensive her fellow hashers hesitate to call her by it. True, I haven’t heard from the young lady in question … maybe she likes her hash name … but it’s bad enough I squirmed when I typed it, and clearly it bothers her boyfriend (himself a hasher) too.
A possible compromise is to come up with SFW versions of bad names. That’s actually pretty common. It’s also censorship, which I hate on principle. Damn, bad hash names are more trouble than they’re worth. They’re not clever and they’re barely repeatable, even in a hash trash.
Anyway, this particular situation is not yet resolved, so I haven’t changed yesterday’s trash. You can figure out who I’m talking about all on your own.
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