The body of
Benjamin Franklin, printer,
(Like the cover of an old book,
Its contents worn out,
And scripts of it's lettering and gilding)
Lies Here, food for worms!
Yet the work itself shall not be lost,
For it will, as he believed, appear once more
In a new
And more beautiful edition,
Corrected and amended
By it's Author!
Epitaph for himself.
--Benjamin Franklin 1706-1790
I would hope that any employers, co-workers, friends, lovers, etc. who happened to Google me and find something that could be considered... Um... Unsavory... would respect me enough to get my side of the story before passing judgement on me. If they wouldn't, I wouldn't want to have anything to do with them! I understand that choosing one's playmates, per se, is not as easy for some as it is for others, but in the end we all have a choice... I believe that a person's life experiences, both good and bad, help make that person what s/he is today... Thus, I would not choose jobs, friends, lovers, etc. that would require me to lie about or cover up my past in order to keep.