I interviewed Hunter Moore, aka Joe Francis with a scene sleeve, of the infamous "revenge" n00dz and tattooed-tits site Is Anyone Up? for Alternative Press' today about his decision to abruptly shut the site down.
Something strange typically happens at the end of a bender, whether it's real life one, which the infamously hard-charging Moore has likely seen his share of, or just a whirlwind internet enterprise that spiraled out of control. One day you wake up, look at yourself in the mirror (snap a few cell phone pics of your junk, probably, knowing people these days), and you decide you don't like what you see.
Here's a short excerpt below. Go read the rest.
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You've really never been sued? It seems hard to believe. Nothing aside from threatening legal letters?
It's all user-submitted content. They can't do anything to me. I'm protected by the same thing as Facebook, Twitter or Google. Everything comes back on the submitter. You submit underage content, you're going to jail. Animal cruelty pictures, you're going to jail. It all goes back on you, not me. Facebook was trying to shut me down; I made 13k a month on the site, Facebook is worth billions—they couldn’t do anything. It's the kid at Starbucks who I feel horrible for, they didn't have the means to take me to court. I was always interested to see if anyone would take me to court. I just got too cocky.
Did you learn anything about how weird internet fame is? Why would anyone want to have sex with you, or be friends with you—I mean, aside from the normal reasons anyone would with you as a person?
I'm still me, but the reason people want to hang out with me and girls want to have sex with me is all about attention and numbers on Twitter, Facebook or your Tumblr count. It all comes down to attention and numbers and how relevant you are. Girls will do anything for an extra 100 followers. Girls hang out with me in pictures to get extra likes on Facebook. It doesn't matter about you, it always comes down to them and how cool they are. I would think I was a douchebag if I met some guy who made fun of vaginas on the internet. I wouldn't hang out with me. I would think I was a complete douchebag. The thing I've learned is what people will do for a few moments of attention.