I think the last few days OPSEC has really been a concern in the blogosphere family that we are all a member of. I think that some security is a good thing. More than just razor wire around the property, security is being smart on the internet.
But I think that we can all respect each other's privacy. I know Arsenius the Hermit's real name is not Arsenius. It may be Tyrone, Barack, Cletus, or even Brenda. I'm not saying. I may not even know. I'm not here to find out where people are from, where they live, or even what they do. I could care less. I'm here to become friends that are like minded, go though the same challenges as myself, and as a sounding board for things that may or may not work.
I think the consensus is that we are all vulnerable if we blog, to an extent. If someone really wanted to get a hold of you, they can. It's not that hard with the right tools. But really, if you go through that much trouble to find someone that doesn't want to be found, we really have to ask your true intentions. There is a mutual respect among survivalists, I believe, and that breaks it.
I hope that one day if I find myself east of the Mississippi, I might get to meet some of my online friends. Hopefully at the Waffle House. God, their food is awful, but I miss it. And if one of them feel the need to go skiing or a Food & Wine festival in Aspen, I hope they look me up.
I know that OPSEC is important, and we are all passionate about it, but I think we have beaten that dead horse. Let's toss that dead equine over the fence of the neighbor we all despise and resume our usual conversations of fall preps and how this gun is better than that gun. Oh, and how the Fighting Tigers of LSU is gonna whoop all your college teams.