My problem with Michael Brutsch.
My problem is not with people who type “offensive” things over the internet.
Offensive is fine. Masturbate over photos of dead babies, whatever, I don’t care. It’s your own thing, and as long as you aren’t actually going out there and killing babies, you can jerk off to whatever you want in the privacy of your own home. Nobody can stop you. (But we can mock you for it.)
My problem is with cowards.
Hypocritical little pusswads like this lumpy thing below.
If you want to spend your time photographing underaged girls without their knowledge or consent, then do not cry when people start invading your privacy without your consent.
It is motherfucking simple: if you can’t take it, then don’t dish it.
Put your money where your mouth is. If you want to be a child predator, racist, homophobe, whatever, on the internet—fine—then stand by your convictions, and don’t cry when you find that not everyone appreciates your line of thought.
And by “everyone,” I mean your boss.
Good luck with the job hunt, Mr. Brutsch. (Except that I know he’s trying for the whole PayPal thing now, and oh well, if Redditors want to waste their money paying for him, then that’s on them.)
