Back to Rule ZERO
Yea, I’ve been light on posting, but the last post was pretty relevant given this news.
As most of you probably know, someone somewhere dumped a deluge of purported nude photographs of a number of female celebrities online yesterday. The victims include the likes of Kate Upton, Victoria Justice, Ariana Grande, Kirsten Dunst, Mary Elizabeth Winstead, Krysten Ritter, Yvonne Strahovski, and Teresa Palmer. But the focal point for this story has been Hunger Games/American Hustle actress Jennifer Lawrence, since the Oscar winning actress is perhaps the most famous actress on the planet right now. Without going into sordid details ( Justice and Grande have said the photos claimed to be of them are fake, other victims have confirmed theirs are real), I’d like to make two very specific points. Ms. Lawrence and the other victims have absolutely nothing to apologize for in terms of the contents of the photos or the nature in which they were leaked. The story itself should not be addressed as if it were a scandal, but rather what it is: A sex crime involving theft of personal property and the exploitation of the female body.
I feel for these poor ladies. They had private data stolen and leaked online. If it was banking information, they could be out millions of dollars. But instead, it’s pictures of them in compromising clothing, or lack thereof. I’m not going to go look for any of it, they’re probably embarrassed enough as is for someone else to search on it.
But really. Rule Zero: DON’T TAKE, OR LET SOMEONE TAKE, NAKED PICTURES OF YOURSELF, EVER!
I’m not even getting into taking pictures of yourself on a phone that anyone could steal, or worse having that data auto-back-up to the web. Just… just…
Someone’s going to complain that I’m being mean and not being considerate of the ladies who were being self-empowering, or who were going to later use the photos to scan for cancer or something. Look, there’s little good that can possibly happen from someone taking a picture that they wouldn’t show tot their mother.
People, just stop.
Oh, and I hope they find the jerk that got the data and drop him (and I’m nearly positive it’s a him) in a room with all of those nice ladies and a dozen baseball bats.