Men, Women & Children
On September the 5th, 1977,
NASA launched
the spacecraft Voyager.
Destination unknown.
Its only cargo a set of records
curated by American
astronomer Carl Sagan.
The collection was designed
to last a billion years
and potentially give
extraterrestrial life
a glimpse at humankind.
The records were printed
in gold-plated copper
to prevent corrosion,
and included
international music,
greetings in 59 languages,
the crashing of an ocean wave,
wind through an oak tree,
whale calls,
the human heartbeat,
and the sound of a kiss.
At around 12:
15 p.m.,Central Standard Time,
just as Voyager approached
the edge of our solar system,
back on Earth,
in an unremarkable suburb,
Don Truby was attempting
to log onto BangBus.com,
a pornographic website
featuring young actresses
in the roles
of helpless hitchhikers.
However, the accumulation
of malware
Don gave a brief thought
to masturbating
using only his imagination,
but the sheer quality
and variety of the Internet
had left his brain
an inferior substitute.
In order to access
the limitless fountain
of pornography
that he had become
accustomed to,
Don would have to use
the only remaining computer
in the house.
The one belonging
to his 15-year-old son.
Y-O-U...
P-O-R-N.
Don had purchased the computer
for his son's birthday.
It was meant for homework.
Jesus.
He couldn't help think back
to his own childhood
when he discovered his father's
secret stash of magazines
while searching for
a bicycle wrench
in the garage.
He felt a sadness
about not being a part
of that moment for his son.
A moment he considered to be
an intrinsic part of growing up.
Almost a passing of the torch.
Good afternoon,
teachers and students...
Just a reminder
to all students...
Like many Texas high schools,
the pride of East Vista
was their football program.
The key to their junior
varsity team winning district
was sophomore running back
Tim Mooney,
a one-man scoring machine
that had carried them
to victory as a freshman.
Hey.
Of all the posters
in this school,
I thought it was an improvement.
You think this is funny?
"DTF?"
I know what DTF means.
Tim? Come on back.
I just thought about it
a lot and
sports just sort of
seem a little
pointless.
Sports are not pointless, Tim.
These are the best years
of your life!
You don't just throw God's
gifts away like that.
Well...
But that's why you need
football right now.
We need you on the team.
Have you told your father?
Yeah, yeah, he knows.
Look.
We know you're having a tough year.
I'm sure everything
with your parents...
I'm sure your mom
left a mighty big hole
in your life at home.
How about I have a word
with your teachers
about easing up
on your homework?
How's that sound?
You are seriously
skinny this year.
Thanks. I went on this
super diet over the summer.
In my opinion it worked.
I mean, you look really great.
I tried not eating
one summer, but
my b*obs dropped a size,
so I quit.
Can't be having that.
You and Danny are
so cute together.
Thanks! Right?
Have you guys hooked up yet?
Yeah! Yeah.
I mean, like, a little.
You know I'm not, like,
a total slut.
It's a new era for
women, okay? Just because
I'm comfortable with my body
and enjoy hooking up
doesn't make me a slut.
Just this older guy I met when
my mom and I were in Florida.
Yeah, okay.
Check it out.
- Was it gross?
- No.
It wasn't that bad.
It was kind of salty, I guess.
Did you let him, like,
you know, finish in your mouth?
- Allison!
- Uh...
Yeah. How else would I know
it was salty?
Why would you even have him
take a photo?
I need to know what
my audience is seeing.
Anyways, I'm just saying,
it's... It's like, uh...
There's like
a natural progression.
And if you don't sleep
with somebody soon
you're gonna be completely
retarded in bed when
you're a junior and it counts.
My mom's here!
See ya, b*tches!
Hi, baby!
Oh!
New outfit?
Another request came in today,
so I stopped at Hot Topic.
It's cute, right?
Ooh!
Okay, you've read through
every solitary interaction
I've had on every
single website, Mom.
I think I'm safe
from "the predators."
Oh, really? What is this?
"U R hawt." Who is Derrick G.?
Um...
A friend of a friend?
He's an adult.
So? I can't help if some
random guy
finds my picture cute. Jeez.
I can.
Are you serious?
Well, now we don't
have to worry about him
Yeah, I'd really hate to get
any more compliments, Mom.
It could really do
a lot of permanent damage.
Honey, you know I just do this
to keep you safe.
Whatever.
I love you, sweetie.
I love you, too.
Okay, let me see your phone.
During these
weekly spot-checks,
Brandy would divulge every
username and password
she employed online.
As an additional precaution,
Patricia installed a device
that monitored
and recorded every keystroke
her daughter ever made.
We got six new
subscribers today.
That's awesome!
The website had been the idea
of a local talent agent.
Each time she received
an email or a new subscriber,
Hannah felt a little bit more
like a celebrity.
You sure you're comfortable?
Yeah.
Okay. Here we go!
Hey, Dad.
Tim Mooney quit.
No kidding?
Brutal.
What kind of mother
abandons her family
for California?
I've got, like,
a pretty hard test tomorrow
so I'm gonna go study.
Yeah, "studying."
What are you talking about?
You know, you're gross.
He's 15.
That's all I did when I was 15.
Yeah, that I believe.
So, how you feeling?
About what?
Oh, stop, he's right there.
He can't hear us.
What, right now?
It's been almost two months.
No, it hasn't!
Last time was after that
barbecue at your sister's.
Okay, fine.
We'll do it tomorrow.
But it's gotta be quick.
Don't worry, it will be.
Chris Truby
began surfing pornography
at the age of 10
with a simple search
of the word "b*obs."
This somewhat innocent query
led to a series of clicks,
and within an hour
of his first search,
Chris was watching
a short video entitled
"Titty F***ing Cum Queen."
He might have thought
this video to be unusual
had it not already been viewed
by three million others.
By age 15,
Chris found it difficult
to achieve an erection
without viewing a level
of deviance that fell
well outside societal norms.
Hey, baby. You're going to
listen to everything I say
and follow all of my instructions.
Understand?
Now, grab that cock.
Mmm. Don't squeeze
too tight. Not yet.
There she is!
Practice run late?
Shepherd's pie.
Yup, we got your favorite.
Uh, I'm gonna do my homework.
I'll grab something later.
I'll make her up a plate.
Here you go, sweetie.
Thank you.
Dig in.
Let me know if you want seconds.
So did you clean up
her Internet?
Yes, honey,
I cleaned up her Internet.
Since quitting football,
Tim had invested
over a thousand hours
with his guild-mates
on various dungeons.
An incomprehensible
amount of time
for his father to imagine.
A man who had been a
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