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August 20, 2015 | celebrity | Lex Jurgen | 0 Comments
Gawker spent considerable time and money wedding through the thirty million plus Ashley Madison records to find anybody famous. It’s not exactly journalism, but journalism’s redheaded stepchild, gotcha. They produced Josh Duggar. I hope for Gawker’s sake they’re holding onto something bigger, maybe Hulk Hogan, if the can afford the settlement. People who hate Josh Duggar for being a Conservative activist seized the moment to point out that Mr. Traditional Family Values was trying to cheat on his wife. That’s fresh if you’ve missed the last thirty years of cable news and the Huffington Post. In actual news, Duggar was outed as a child molester earlier this year by a magazine with a real story.
Child diddling trumps fucking around with fake chicks online, which apparently thirty-two million people were trying to do just with this one website alone. Cops don’t bust a serial killer holding a joint and charge him with twelve capital murders plus misdemeanor possession of weed. Jared Fogle wasn’t charged with possessing child porn, having sex with minors, and straying from his diet on Anything Goes Sundays. Nobody should really care if somebody you’ve never met is trying to cheat on their spouse. Everybody should care if some fucker is molesting kids and getting away with it. It’s not the douchery that kills you, Tweeters, it’s the hypocrisy. For the record, how’d you do with the grown women, Duggar? Reality TV can’t be killed, or even contained.
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