I wish now that a few years back when I started writing on line I had used a pen name.

By the time I had a significant and totally unexpected audience, the cat was out of the bag. Shoving it back in seems a bit on the impossible side.

But because I write mostly about LGBTQ issues, I have always received a lot of threats. I shrug most of them off, but now and then I get one that feels genuinely scary.

That gives me great pause when Facebook demands that I scan in my driver’s license and give them my home address before they’ll let me post. (They apparently do this with page editors and admistrators who post a about “social” issues, meaning anything touching on non-mainstream cultural values.)

I can’t imagine why they need that, other than, as you say, to sell the information to advertisers. But I’m tired of their demands my personal information. Unfortunately, I can do little or nothing about it other than by choosing not to use Facebook. It’s a dilemma.

I posted an article this morning about Facebook’s poor corporate citizenship. Sigh. I don’t know what the answers are.

Writer. Runner. Marine. Airman. Former LGBTQ and HIV activist. Former ActUpNY and Queer Nation. Polyglot. Middle-aged, uppity faggot. jamesfinnwrites@gmail.com