Back in the olden days, everyone hated namefags and tripfags. Everyone. Even the mods. You got a name or a trip? Fuck you nigger, I'm gonna sage the shit outta your post because you're an attention-seeking faggot. Some namefags and tripfags earned a good reputation, though. Others, not so much. (Who was the guy on /sp/ that kept a literal 600-page dossier on a tripfag because he loved him?)
Anyways, because of this hatred, 99% of the people were anonymous. Genuinely anonymous. You didn't cap your own shit for posterity. If someone else saved your shit, you'd known you made it. You were "that anonymous guy who mad t it because Rules 1 and 2 were in effect, ESPECIALLY after the hackers on steroids incident, but deep in your heart, you were validated. I'm the one who started "she was a bear"
so I know these things.
These days, people just try to earn (You)s because it gives them attention for their unwarranted self-importance. It's a disgusting, virtue-signaling, argument-instigating, daddy-issue trait that is best left on social media where voting takes place, because over here it's the stage 4 cancer that's putting 4chan into its grave. No, wait, 4chan is in its grave, we're pumping electric shocks into it to make the corpse dance.
The point is, do it for the fun, not the glory. There is no glory in being anonymous. "His name is Robert Paulson."