In the world of child-naming, I think the current methodolgy is seriously fucked-up. After all, when a person or couple is in their child-bearing years, what do they know anyway?
An example of this is when a couple names their kid after someone they thought was cool at the time, but later turned out to be a major heroin addict with a kiddie-porn collection. The name isn’t so cool anymore is it? But why would your parents care..they’re not around to see their idol, your namesake, now in his sixties and being led away in handcuffs and prison garb. But you are.
For this reason, I’d like to propose we get a placeholder name until somewhere around puberty, when we get to choose a new name.
This name could last for the next twenty or so years. A sufficient period of time to see whether or not the person who inspired the name has irretrievably fucked their life up. For this reason, you’d get one more name-change. Your last however.
Realizing there are no do-overs at this point, and armed with the wisdom of someone now in their forties, you’d probably opt for a more conservative name this time, one that’s stood the test of time and is not associated with negative world headlines.
Had this methodology been around at my birth and during my lifetime, I would have been:
Diego till my nuts dropped.
Tommy, till that video with Pamela gave women the idea that anyone named Tommy was bagging at least nine feet of dick.
And finally, Winston for my remaining years.
Hoping like fuck no-one besmirches Sir Winston during my remaining days. Not like they did J. Edgar Hoover anyway.