Florida State University published a study 2 weeks ago titled: "Does Perceived Harm Depend on the Race of the Agent?"

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I'm surprised you're not reporting on this.

The Sharty has uncovered an extremely well established p-dophile and animal s*x abused material trading ring hiding in open sight on YouTube.

I have gone through the thread and investigated for myself, and I can confirm that links lead to both beastiality and child abuse materials. I have purged the VM that was used to investigate for obvious reasons. I never want to see shit like that again in my life.

The original thread links to a channel called Mister Kopi (Archive link) that appears innocent enough from the video content, however as highlighted by the OP of Sharty, when viewing the thumbnails of the channel:

The following is the best way to describe how they are distributing these materials without being caught by safeguards put in place to prevent linking to illegal materials.

Password text flashes randomly throughout video

Linking to a secon video

Posting another link to Pastebin

Leading to the Pastelink requiring the password. I will not be accessing or showing what is contained behind this after the VM was purged for obvious reasons however multiple people - unfortunately myself included - can confirm that the materials contained in such are fricking horrendous.

I also theorize why they post the password in such a cryptic manner aside from hiding from the AI and automatic screens and I believe they are doing this as to improve any potential revenue and exposure by YouTube. The passwords appear to be intentionally framed in such a way as to avoid someone getting it from previewing the timeline, and as such it makes the viewer go from start to finish. These channels are potentially monetized and making direct income from doing this.

Speaking of income, another entirely fricking horrendous fact is that these channels appear to have monetisation from other sources - in this channel alone there are links to paid click-through advertisements meaning that this individual is making direct income from people accessing child s*x abuse materials.

It doesn't stop there, however. There is an entire fricking economy of these channels - mostly appearing from Indonesia, however a common trend pops up. This is from one video.

When accessing channels such as the above you will find that they are using the exact same method.

This is a well established and highly operational p-dophile ring that is potentially making money directly from YouTube and other websites for doing so. It is entirely out in the open and appears to be operating for at least a year if not longer.

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NPR talked about it

https://www.npr.org/2024/05/14/1250912188/honor-levy-my-first-book-short-stories-review

Here's a choice excerpt I randomly scrolled to in the epub

He felt like he was dying, smothered by xenoestrogenic alienation, forced domestication, a lowering of testosterone, depopulation, doom, the sun setting for the last time ever, a great ugliness, the end of history flashing before his eyes. Withered Wojak. Pink Wojak with bleeding eyes. </3. Cope or rope. He felt western civilization falling and bile rising in his throat, a microwaved McFlurry of remorse and half-digested animal proteins. He felt himself falling out of love. Falling to his knees in a Walmart. A poison arrow in his chest. MRNA mode. Blood of the Lernaean Hydra mode. Ow. Wow. Passions inflamed the middle layer of his heart's wall. Myocarditis. Oneitis. It's So Over, said his sinking swollen heart. The drywall called out to his fists. He punched the keyboard instead, kjbvkdesvdsbjvjkwbdvb jkldesblkdf. . . . Why would you ask that??? Ur a dumb slut . . . Just another whore. . . . . . . . . No. . . . . . No. . . . . . I said I wanted a tradwife not a tard wife . . . roastie . . . whore . . . I hate you . . . I hate you I hate you. Just before he hit send, it hit him, something sent from the beyond, a burning white light, a growing echo of music, the opening notes of MGMT's “Little Dark Age.” And then it began: images flashing, hyperspeed through his mind, the Intertwined Lovers of Valdaro skeletons in their Neolithic tomb, huddled face-to-face with their arms and legs intertwined in an eternal embrace, Orpheus and Eurydice in the underworld, every pair of lovers ever intertwined in eternal embrace, Odysseus and Penelope, Eloise and Abelard, Adam and Eve, Bella and Edward. At ever-accelerating nightcore speed, he saw nights and days, battles and births, blood, so much blood, beating hearts, cells dividing, code being written, oceans rising, blooming flowers, dying crops, the great flood, continental drift, the universe expanding, poetry, pain, the big bang, empires rising and falling, the birth of his ancestors, the death of his great-great-great-great-great-grandchildren, all of the ends and the beginnings beginning and ending and beginning and ending and beginning and ending infinitely. He saw what Life is, and what Death signifies, and why Love is stronger than both. He saw a loop, a shining circle. He saw the way forward as he looked back. He hit the backspace button as he RETVRNed from this infinite space to his body, to his bedroom, to now. He understood now. No no i want you, he replied. Sorry for the late reply I was away from my keyboard. It wasn't a lie. He had been somewhere else. He wanted to reach through the black glass, through all the 0s and 1s, through the mess of wires under the ocean, through the cloud, to grab her, take her in his big gym arms and hold her, be one. He wanted her now as she was: messy and pure, bone of his bones, flesh of his flesh, this thing to be called woman. He'd reach through the wall before she hit it. He had to. It was a love story, it all was, everything is, and always has been.