If I crap out all of you will dispell an unexpected sigh at the same time—except we’re in different time zones. With different beliefs about death. And some of you knew me differently at different times.
A Cecil Question will appear that can only be answered by (various) tolling bells. There’ll be an ongoing Debate in which I live forever (when not periodically being Pitted like a succulent source of bacon.)
Or, maybe one of the kids will remember that I used to go here, and let y’all know.
Not just the Dope and not just my other online life, but a whole bunch of people I know IRL outside of this island would just have me disappear without any explanation or notice, unless my brother is in good enough health to read and perform his assigned instructions to resolve my pending business. My inside-PR and outside-PR life are otherwise almost entirely compartmentalized, I’ve tried sharing with my local family and friends but there’s just too much generational and cultural disconnect (“What, a community of smart-alecks answering each other’s questions in a smart-aleck way? Sounds like something Gringo college kids would do. Who the heck is Og?”) and they have no real reason to accompany me on any of my visits or travels to get together with overseas friends or colleagues.
Possibly. I was going to say no way (my husband knows I post here but he’d have so much to deal with I can’t imagine he’d think of posting here), but I remembered that I’m Facebook friends with one doper. It would be clear from my Wall that I had died, and she’d be aware. I don’t know whether she’d think to inform the Dope. I’m not really active enough to have a presence.
So it’s possible you’d know, but likely as not I’d just fade away.
I voted no. I don’t know any Dopers IRL. My wife knows I spend some time here because I’m always talking about something I read on the Dope, but unless I requested it ahead of time I don’t think it would ever occur to her to sign in and post a message about my passing.
ETA: One clue might be if my Charter Membership lapsed.
Unlikely. I am not really msmith537. I inherited the username from the previous msmith537, just as someone will inherit it from me. The man I inherited it from is not the real msmith537 either. His name was Cummerbund. The real msmith537 stopped posting 15 years ago and has been living like a king in Patagonia.
Nope. I took a long, voluntarily-extended, suspension a couple years ago and nobody emailed me or remarked upon my return. I then realized I was not a special snowflake that people noticed. I am inclined to ask my daughter to log in and tell you all to eat worms and die, though.
Reading through this thread, I realize that I might not notice when someone stops posting, although I’ve been happy to see people come back after an absence (including you, dropzone). There’s something about the non-physical space here that makes it difficult to spot an absence. It’s not like you log in and notice that somebody’s desk is empty.
I’ve met some local dopers at dopefests. Some of them are also FB friends and would see something on there or a local obit and put something up. The Fella knows I post here, but I’m not sure he would post a notice.