Remember in like, 8th grade you had that sick ass friend you were pretty sure was going to grow up to be some fucked up kind of derelict? They’d take you to their house after school claiming you just HAD to see something, and in the back of your head you knew it was some pornographic shit you did NOT want to see, but against your best judgement you went anyways. Remember when this person took you to the basement and popped in a well worn VHS copy of Faces of Death and you watched the whole thing even though it made you feel sick after like 5 minutes?
Imagine watching this shit in like, Google headquarters for 10 hours, every fucking weekday. It’d fuck with you pretty hard, right? Well that’s what this one guy did for an entire fucking year. Basically, he was hired by Google to review “sensitive content”. If anyone was using a Google product (like Picassa or Google images) for bestiality, necrophilia, mutilation or child pornography, this guy had to look at that shit and take it down and/or report it to the federal authorities. You’d think after doing this shit Google would feel bad and hire him full time (Google contractors only work for a year before they either have to be hired full time or find another job). But no, after permanently scarring the poor dude and paying for one shitty government-appointed therapist (which I imagine is like a DMV or post office employee with a psychology degree), they let him loose.
One of the most shocking parts of my job was working on porn issues. Child porn is the biggest thing for internet companies. By law you have to take it down in 24 hours upon notice and report it to federal authorities. No one wanted to do it within Google.