Atman. Another example of why shit rolls downhill.
As BadCat will verify, yours truly was the first to identify Atman at our old home years ago.
He showed up there as "TexasToast." There was another primitive with that screen-name, and the natural assumption that this one at our old home was TexasToast too was reasonable, given that many primitives signed up at our old home using their screen-names from Skins's island.
But something didn't seem right; there were too many incidential references to women's fashions and lingerie, not a characteristic of TexasToast on Skins's island.
From the subject matter, I assumed it was Marc Rich (or somesuch), the Bostonian Drunkard's boss at TruthOut, as he'd once been a photographer of women's fashions and lingerie.
But then Atman made a fatal error--this was still when he was futilely jousting with dutch508--of increasingly using a word that describes a used women's personal hygiene product. That nailed it, because Atman on Skins's island had the same habit, the same word.
"Atman" by the way is a trade-name of a line of women's lingerie and colognes hawked by some personality, Richard Russell or Bill Simmons or somesuch, and Atman did spend some time with a women's fashion magazine, probably as a proof-reader ensuring that the pages of each issue were numbered consecutively.