It's a curious thing about the internet and its alleged connections: On the one hand, people seem to be dying to tell their most intimate secrets, explode with a hidden rage, or post pictures or videos of themselves in a state of undress.
On the other hand, their deep desire to express one nakedness or another is accompanied by an unwillingness to use their given names. Not even a first name and not even in as tame an environment as, for example, this one.
It's a kind of masturbation -- dying to get naked without getting naked. Dying for the pleasure without taking a step that the actual pleasure requires.
Yes, I can hear the important and sissified reasons for withholding and camouflage. But still it makes me curious -- what the hell is wrong with the name you use in your walk-around life? My given name is Adam ... or Adam Fisher. I seriously doubt than anyone -- even the scam artists from Nigeria -- give much of a shit.
And if I don't want friends and acquaintances to know something about me, I try to follow Dorothy Parker's (approximate) observation, "How can we expect others to keep our secrets when we can't even keep them ourselves?"
It may not be a serious matter, but I think it's worth considering.