You are exactly right, IL2L.
When I began posting to the Internet as a critic of Scientology in 1999, and began realizing that Scientology would come after me, and all those PTS/SP materials I'd studied as a Scientologist would be applied to ME now, I was terrified.
I also knew that I had a duty to ensure that what I knew, and what others knew, got exposed on this new thing at the time - the Internet.
I had other names before this, "Poopsy Charmicael" and others. But now I was dedicating my self to this fight. And for this fight, I was working out what my name should be.
"Allen" is my real name and all my life everyone was constantly squirreling it as "Alan".
When I was 8, it was 1968 - the middle of the civil rights movement. My parents were living in Central Illinois, the Land of Abraham Lincoln. And they were newly migrated Southerners from Alabama and Tennessee. I did not know it at the time, because my mother never spoke about it while she was alive, but her side of the family owned slaves. Martin Luther King, who was all over the TV in my living room, was a hero of mine - even as an 8 year old.
Then they assassinated him on the TV in my living room. At 8, I thought they assassinated him in my living room.
Amidst all this racial chaos in my home, my older sister was dating a black guy. She'd meet regularly with him out back in the alley behind our house. That's where I met him. It was the most rebellious thing I had ever seen done. His name was Alonzo.
So this was all forming in my mind in 1999, as I paced my floor in LA - knowing I was in for a fight with Marty Mike and Dave. When I looked up the derivation of the name "Alanzo", as you have done, and saw it was a name that meant "ready for battle", I knew that I must become "Alanzo".
And that is me - to this day.
Alanzo