So today is Pluto day, with my name stuck on the New Horizons satellite up there on that famous CD*, can’t help but stop and think
…. what’s in a name?
I’ve had issues with my name(s) from day one. My multi-origin multi-passport parents wanted to simplify my life by simplifying mine, and left out the curly-whorlies of Hispanic and historical ancestry. They ended up launching me on a lifetime of multi-country administrative feuds each time we moved, with botched transcriptions and certificates, IDs, Uni papers, family documents, beyond imagination.
Modifying marital status wasn’t helpful, let alone remodifying! But as long as things were still medieval, errors were humanly retrievable. Enter rigid computerized systems that squeeze data into preordained categories and remix – admittedly with occasionally interesting results! Different countries have different systems, not to mention the various government agencies.
The point of this post is that 9 years ago, even the cutting edge New Horizons software refused to input my name(s) as I tried to convince it to, and simplified it once again. But I’m totally grateful anyway to all those incredibly dedicated engineers and scientists who actually invited me onboard. Am in total admiration of their desire and work to move humanity onward.
So this could be my cue to just give up, and decide once and for all my name is simply the one I’m proud is zooming through to the limits of our solar system on that CD.
Makes me wonder though if anyone out there has had similar name/identity issues?
° see my last post “Pluto and the Marseillaise”