Older person enjoys pictures of younger person in underwear. Shock, fucking horror!
I suppose now there will be those vindictive bastards who will come out of the woodwork with, “I knew he was a bad un” and the ever-popular, “He once spoke to/looked at/walked by/was in the vicinity of me and made me feel uncomfortable/uneasy/ afraid/dirty/concerned for my safety.”
Meanwhile, his life and the lives of those close to him get dragged through the social media razor wire for kicks until everyone gets bored or the next “scandal” occurs.
This is what happens when your brain is turned to mush by Big Brother, Love Island, Kardashians, TOWIE, etc, etc, etc… and reading a book is considered old fashioned and boring!
Don’t know the man, don’t know if he’s a good un or a bad un, and it doesn’t really matter to those for whom this is their jolly for a few weeks. Talk shows will proselytize on the matter, there will be much hand wringing and internet-quality psycho-quackery, and many ad dollars will be reaped by the clickbait merchants.
Yea us. We should be so fucking proud of our supposed civilized society.