My wife and I are expecting another baby in a few months, and we’re looking for names.  Our first daughter, Trudy Simmons, is pretty awesome.  She goes by Simmons, and she’s got curly hair like a ghetto Little Orphan Annie, a total shrub.  Our second daughter – by way of special papal dispensation, I agreed to let my wife find out the gender for this one early – is currently nameless (and likely hairless), and so this Times article caught my attention.  Apparently, bad baby names aren’t a very new trend:

By scouring census records from 1790 to 1930, Mr. Sherrod and Mr. Rayback discovered Garage Empty, Hysteria Johnson, King Arthur, Infinity Hubbard, Please Cope, Major Slaughter, Helen Troy, several Satans and a host of colleagues to the famed Ima Hogg.

So what happens when people grow up with bad names, like boys named Sue and men named Carol?

“Researchers have studied men with cross-gender names like Leslie,” Dr. Evans explained. “They haven’t found anything negative – no psychological or social problems – or any correlations with either masculinity or effeminacy. But they have found one major positive factor: a better sense of self-control. It’s not that you fight more, but that you learn how to let stuff roll off your back.”

So, bad baby names really do build character