The "case" against Backpage
The Backpage executives are set to go to trial next year. The case is so thin it might not even happen.
So why was the public told that Backpage was evil, vile, and selling children openly? Why was the site taken over by the Feds under enormous publicity?
Have we been bamboozled again by national urban myths spun to convinced the public that action had to be taken to protect us?
What is this really about? Have the feds made children more or less safe? Or is this story about something completely different?
Reason.com "Secret Memos Show the Government Has Been Lying About Backpage All Along"
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DPchvgMsjl8
Wired.com "Inside Backpage.com’s Vicious Battle With the Feds"
Quote:
In Michael Lacey’s younger and more vulnerable years, his father gave him this advice: “Whenever someone pokes a finger in your chest, you grab that finger and you break it off at the knuckle.” Lacey grew up in the 1950s as a bright, bookish boy. His father, a sailor turned enforcer for a New York construction union, had little use for his son’s intellectual gifts. If Lacey lost a fight at school, he says, his dad “came home and beat me again.” But the boy toughened up, and he carried the lessons he’d learned into adulthood. He became a newspaper editor and earned a reputation as a down-and-dirty First Amendment brawler. Early on in his career, he struck up a partnership with James Larkin, a publisher whose sensibilities matched his own. Together, they built the nation’s largest chain of alternative newsweeklies.
Lacey and Larkin were heroes to many—micks from the sticks who made a fortune thumbing their shanty-Irish snouts at authority. Their papers went after mayors and police chiefs, governors and senators, Walmart and the Church of Scientology. They provoked outrage with their business practices too, by setting up Backpage.com, a kind of red-light district for the internet. As attorney Don Moon, the pair’s longtime adviser, puts it: “Their brand was always ‘Fuck you. We don’t have friends. We have lawyers.’ ” That approach served them well for 45 years, right up until the morning Michael Lacey found himself staring into the barrel of a Glock.
