Googleganger. I ran across the word last week when I was skimming through a stack of NEWSWEEKs. You probably know what a doppelganger is–your shadowy twin. Your “googleganger” is the person who has your name and comes up when you do a “vanity search”–a search for your own name in Google.
According to the article, your Googleganger is your “rival in a race to the top of the Google hit list.” But for others, a Googleganger is a “lifelong irritant.” I mean, can you imagine sharing your name with a porn star? A Nobel prize winner?
I’ve discovered a couple of my personal Googlegangers–not really through Google, but because we’re all vying for “angelahunt.com.” Due to the vagaries of the registration system, I didn’t get it–Angela Hunt the Democratic council woman in Dallas did. And there’s “AngelaHuntmusic.com,” which belongs to a musician, and there’s an Angela Hunt publishing company, which also isn’t me, and there’s an Angela Hunt who takes art photographs. There’s an Angela Hunt who writes for a British TV show . . . and an Angie Hunt who reports for a TV station in the midwest, I think.
Actually, now that you think of it, I think it’s interesting that all these Angela Hunts are active in artistic fields. I’m sure there are other Angela Hunts who aren’t, but we artsy types have all convened on the web.
I’m happy to share my name (seeing that I don’t have much choice in the matter!), and I hope all the other Angela Hunts will do well in their work and remember that we are all–literally–bearing each other’s names. So let’s keep our noses clean, girls, and mind our reputations. In this age, when we are all connected, a name has never been more important.
So–who’s your Googleganger?