{"id":270,"date":"2006-05-03T10:36:00","date_gmt":"2006-05-03T17:36:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/toddbolen.com\/?p=270"},"modified":"2006-05-03T10:36:00","modified_gmt":"2006-05-03T17:36:00","slug":"my-name","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/toddbolen.com\/blog\/2006\/05\/03\/my-name\/","title":{"rendered":"My Name"},"content":{"rendered":"

Sometimes I’ve wondered if I’ll end up as a scholar. Today I discovered the answer. I won’t. Let’s see if you can figure out the answer as I did. This came to me when I was reading a book edited by Bill T. Arnold and H. G. M. Williamson. Then I thought of William<\/a> G. Dever and Kathleen M. Kenyon. There’s William H. Hallo, Anson F. Rainey, William F. Albright, G. Ernest Wright, P. Kyle McCarter Jr, D. Noel Freedman, N. T. Wright, and of course, R. A. S. Macalister. So you see why I can never belong. I’m just Todd Bolen. I do have a middle name (and even an initial), but I don’t want to use it because of what I perceive to be the motivation of some who use theirs: pride. You see, you’re just a common person if you don’t have an initial. The initial sets you apart, distinguishes you. This is especially true, it seems to me, if the initial is for your first name. Somebody probably has a broader view of the professional world; I’m just making an observation from the world of biblical and ANE studies.<\/p>\n

In an unrelated note, some in my circle may have seen the evolution in the name of my school’s president. Originally books had his name as “John F. MacArthur, Jr.” Then it became “John MacArthur, Jr.” Today of course it is just “John MacArthur.” If I tried the shortening route, I suppose it go something like this, from “Todd Bolen” to “Odd Bole” to “Od Ole.”<\/p>\n

Now I’ve given away all my good pseudonyms.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Sometimes I’ve wondered if I’ll end up as a scholar. Today I discovered the answer. I won’t. Let’s see if you can figure out the answer as I did. This came to me when I was reading a book edited by Bill T. Arnold and H. G. M. Williamson. Then I thought of William G.\u2026 Read More »<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[21],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-270","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-humor"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/toddbolen.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/270","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/toddbolen.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/toddbolen.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/toddbolen.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/toddbolen.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=270"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/toddbolen.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/270\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/toddbolen.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=270"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/toddbolen.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=270"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/toddbolen.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=270"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}