Names that became unusable, like Kermit

In Latin American countries, all rules are suspended. I live in the Dominican Republic and have travelled in most Latin American countries, and have found that:

  • Elmer, Elvis, Felix and Vladimir are fairly common. No one bats an eyelid.

  • Homer(o) and other classical Greek names like Achilles and Pericles are still to be found, especially among the older generation.

  • Adolf(o), as well as Stalin and even Stalina as a first name for a girl, as well as Hitler and Mussolini are also not unheard of.

Slight hijack - naming girls after place-names is another strange one. I’ve met several Kenyas, Grecias, a Bélgica and even an Albania and a Hanoi.

Never met a Kermit though.

We have twin guys in our company…

Elvis and Melvis…

tsfr

My circle of friends contains people with all four of these names. Sometimes several of them occupy the same place at the same time.

That wouldn’t happen to be a lunchcounter & ice cream shop run by a fat guy name Tates, would it?

Hey! That’s my name!

Come to think of it, there are few Richards I’ve known my age. It’s so normal but not common… never thought of the Nixon connection.

I know a Kermit…he’s about 45, and I know a lot of Richards, but most of them go by Rick or Rich…not a Dick in the bunch. And they are all under 40.

I had a friend in high school named Gay…her sister was Gigi, her mother Gwen (brothers Greg and Guy…notice a trend…their last name started with a G, also) but I can imagine that the name Gay is no longer popular.

But do they have a friend named Jughead?

I thought Bruce was the quintessential Australian name, not the quintessential gay name.

I had a professor named Rudolph. I confess to thinking about the reindeer. Apologies to all Rudolphs everywhere.

Please report to the front office for your beating.

Thank you!

This thread reminds me of this sketch.

That’s right. In college, my sister switched to her middle name, Elizabeth. I went by my middle name up until the third grade. So that limited the window a little. No one in either my immediate or extended family was ever a Peter Pan fan. So I was only tormented with the Peter Cotton-Tail song by the one unhinged aunt. And living in the DC area meant that “Peter” didn’t have any slang meaning to bother me.

But yeah, got off lucky.

Yes, that’s Larry Mudd’s RL name, isn’t it?