Discordianism apparently cost me a job...

[StochasticProvost]

So I had this job interview a week ago monday, seemed to go pretty well. The recruiter person who set it up for me even said it went pretty well. But she said they felt that my personality wasn't a good match for them. Which they based upon googling me and finding my blog, in which I write mostly discordian-ish stuff. And nothing even particularly offensive even given that.

Which is kind of WTF-ery of the highest order. Guess I'm kind of a dumb spag for having stuff that's associated to me, although that really only because of my domain, as far as I know. So I dunno. On the one hand, not sure I want anyone who'd be that upset over that sort of thing to hire me. On the other, would kind of like to be employable at some level.

Mainly though, it just kind of pisses me off.

(the blog being at http://junkmail.eristic.org if anyone wants to see. though maybe it won't be there for long :P)

[The Good Reverend Roger]

This is why you write under a pseudonym.  For real.

[Nephew Twiddleton]

I guess the important thing to ask is how they traced it back to you?

You can keep the blog, but it might be a good idea to scrub out anything that specifically identifies you as the author.

[StochasticProvost]

Yep. Pretty sure it's not google-able to me, I figure you can there by way of my email address so that'll go away. Other than that, just angry at myself mainly. It's all just par for the course, lately, anyway.

Live and learn, to a certain extent.

[hooplala]

This is why you write under a pseudonym.  For real.

This.  Holy names have a reason other than self-importance and pomp.  

Tricksy people could probably follow my Discordian online identity to my "real name" fairly easily, but I doubt it would be as easy to trace my "real name" back to Hoopla.

[hooplala]

Yep. Pretty sure it's not google-able to me, I figure you can there by way of my email address so that'll go away. Other than that, just angry at myself mainly. It's all just par for the course, lately, anyway.

Live and learn, to a certain extent.

Multiple email addresses.  I have about 20.

[LMNO]

I can't believe you couldn't swing that -- other than fucking with people "for the lulz" (i.e.Sowing Discord), many of the principles of Discordia can easily be spun for a work environment.

[StochasticProvost]

I didn't get any opportunity to, they never spoke directly to me about it, just passed the message along via the recruiter. Which in one way makes me feel like I dodged a bullet, but I'm hardening up a little bit going further.

[LMNO]

I suggest you datamine yourself.  Go to a third-party computer (library, or something), and using only the information on your resume, try to find all the horrible shit you do IRL.

Then cover your tracks, wait a week, and try it again.

[Nephew Twiddleton]

I didn't get any opportunity to, they never spoke directly to me about it, just passed the message along via the recruiter. Which in one way makes me feel like I dodged a bullet, but I'm hardening up a little bit going further.

At the top of the page:

Same shit, different year: Mungday is upon us, Chaos is upon us, All Hail Discordia!

I wouldn't hire you either if I were a recruiter. There probably wasn't a bullet to dodge, they just thought that you were weird or unstable.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

I suggest you datamine yourself.  Go to a third-party computer (library, or something), and using only the information on your resume, try to find all the horrible shit you do IRL.

Then cover your tracks, wait a week, and try it again.

Or have one of us do it.  I am more than a little nasty with google-fu.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

I didn't get any opportunity to, they never spoke directly to me about it, just passed the message along via the recruiter. Which in one way makes me feel like I dodged a bullet, but I'm hardening up a little bit going further.

At the top of the page:

Same shit, different year: Mungday is upon us, Chaos is upon us, All Hail Discordia!

I wouldn't hire you either if I were a recruiter. There probably wasn't a bullet to dodge, they just thought that you were weird or unstable.

Hence my continual hollering about blending in.  Look like Joe Professional, or blue collar, or homemaker, or whatever.  DON'T be the guy with the purple and orange hair and the cranium piercing, figuratively or literally.

[LMNO]

I suggest you datamine yourself.  Go to a third-party computer (library, or something), and using only the information on your resume, try to find all the horrible shit you do IRL.

Then cover your tracks, wait a week, and try it again.

Or have one of us do it.  I am more than a little nasty with google-fu.

I didn't want to scare the guy, Roger.  You'd probably end up telling him his shoe size, and how many condoms he uses weekly.

[LMNO]

I didn't get any opportunity to, they never spoke directly to me about it, just passed the message along via the recruiter. Which in one way makes me feel like I dodged a bullet, but I'm hardening up a little bit going further.

At the top of the page:

Same shit, different year: Mungday is upon us, Chaos is upon us, All Hail Discordia!

I wouldn't hire you either if I were a recruiter. There probably wasn't a bullet to dodge, they just thought that you were weird or unstable.

Hence my continual hollering about blending in.  Look like Joe Professional, or blue collar, or homemaker, or whatever.  DON'T be the guy with the purple and orange hair and the cranium piercing, figuratively or literally.

Chapter 27

A good mindfuck leaves no reasons;
A good sabateur leaves no evidence;
A good artist leaves new questions;
A good barstool removes much idle speculation;
The perfect prison cell looks like the environment;
A nice tie opens many doors.

So a wise spag knows how to blend in,
and takes their freedom once inside.
They understand the people around them,
and know how to get things done.
This is called "Tweaking the Machine™".

Those who proclaim their individuality by following rebels
are still grey, though their fingernails be black.
Such things bring my palms to my face.

The Machine™ cannot be stopped.
But you can gradually redesign it
part by part,
party by party.


Chapter 30

If you're going to do some Covert Ops in the name of Discordia,
keep your head down, and Keep Your Fucking Mouth Shut.
A mowhawk is as good as a target during Police Action.

The wise spags toss a wrench into the Machine™,
and then walk away.
They strike against Authority, but don't put it on the Internet.
They subvert the paradigm, but don't stick around to watch.
They mindfuck the people, but don't pat themselves on the back.

If two people know a thing, it is not a secret.
Getting away with it means staying away from it.

[LMNO]

Also:

Chapter 63

Don't impose Order.
Don't escalate Disorder.
Unless the situation demands it, of course.
Learn to sabotage the Machine™ without getting caught.

Walk through the crowd unnoticed,
while slipping firecrackers into their pockets.
Become the faceless walking Glitch
who makes everyone's day just a little bit stranger.

The wise spags don't seek recognition,
and so leave a wake behind them wherever they go.
Being an attention whore
is like a magnet for batons
when the riots start.

and

Chapter 61

A successful cabal is like a dust cloud,
arriving from nowhere,
ungraspable,
and fading into nothingness.
The tallest blade of grass gets cut,
while the crab grass creeps unharmed.
Keep your head down.
Keep your fucking mouth shut.

Thus by concentrating on goals
without playing ego games,
much can be accomplished.
If all you want to do
is brag about how cool you are,
you might want learn to play the guitar, instead.