August 7 2004
Where Nobody Knows Your Name

[To the accompaniment of the theme from Cheers - and with apologies to Gary Portnoy and Judy Hart Angelo]
Making your way in the world today takes everything you've got
Browsing Mango Sauce during office hours sure would help a lot
Wouldn't you like to get away?
Sometimes you want to goÔø?
Where nobody knows your name
And they're always glad you came
You wanna be where you can see
Thai bar girls are all the same
You wanna be where nobody knows
Your name
Thousands of Internet-savvy office skivers have made Mango Sauce what it is today - 10 minutes of Thai-related fun sandwiched between catching-up with the sports news and admiring the beauty of the cum-splattered female form. Incredibly, though, there are still those who question its value.
Here's an anonymous lady who posted under the handle WhyDoesDavidDoIt.
In short, he [David] is like so many people all over the globe who have felt empowerment in their dull lives by way of the web. They have a voice and they are safe to use it to say what they want so long as they don't actually have to be responsible for their actions. If David had a second name and details of where he lived, he would be a lot less vocal about things.
But, if I may say so (you daft cow), that's the whole point. Anonymity makes for more open and honest discussions - like those between strangers on a train or amongst promiscuous British teenagers holidaying in Corfu. Speaking of which - do you remember the other cheeky remark you made?
There seems to be a penchant for predictability and re-occurrence of theme... [Mango Sauce] ends up cliched.
Leaving aside the fact that you're obviously confusing Mango Sauce with another well-known Bangkok website, I reckon that you'd never repeat that allegation to my face - knowing full well that you'd be put across my knee and given a mild spanking that would leave us both flushed and a little excited.
Oh, and one more thing - in the real world, the desire to empower my dull life could have taken on a much more sinister edge.
In The Chronicles of Riddick, staring Vin Diesel, the mysterious Necromongers lay waste to half the Universe, leaving a trail of cold dead planets in their wake - all of them featureless but for the towering monuments erected to honour their ridiculously camp-looking Lord Marshall. "The voices" told me to do the same but, despite the obvious benefits of replacing the entire Universe with gigantic statues of me (Dana would understand), I decided to write this blog instead.
My anonymous critic also went on to say this.
It would be very interesting if anyone ever found out his [David's] real identity.
Interesting for 2 seconds, perhaps. But then what?
During a particularly vivid daydream, I turned down the highly prestigious post of Lord Marshal of the Necromongers because, with all those bloody statues around, it would be only a matter time before some poisonous little snitch recognised the face on one of them and blabbed to my nearest and dearest - thereby precipitating my downfall.
For precisely the same reason, the exposure of my true identity could bring about the demise of Mango Sauce (See Fucking serious: Mom finds out about blog).
This wouldn't mean goodbye, however. When those tight-arsed Personnel harridans set about checking browser histories, it's odds on that we'll all end up foraging in the same dumpster.
[Posted to About by David]
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