Hunter Moore Makes a Living Screwing You

The hated revenge-porn profiteer says he wants to teach a lesson with his web site. How long before the 26-year-old learns one himself?

Hunter Moore Makes a Living Screwing You
Dustin Fenstermacher

Hunter Moore is trying to screw a 20-year-old woman on my lap. It's after 2 in the morning, we're squashed in a stretch limo with 11 others, stray limbs jumbled onto the vehicle's floor like a pile of sticks. The California-based revenge-porn profiteer and his rail-thin companion, a Long Island dance teacher, are reclined on our legs, their necks on my knees, as the 26-year-old alternates between making out with her and another blond girl to his right—a 21-year-old from Philly who will later call this "the wildest night of my life." Across from his best friend, Carlos Jacome, a Colombian-ginger wingman also sandwiched between two girls, Moore playfully pushes the women together so he can kiss them both at the same time. But the dancer is growing jealous, so she cradles his head possessively and coos at them both, "My baby."

Singular attention can be earned, apparently. "Can we fuck right now?" Moore whispers to her face. "C'mon. Real quick."

Hunter Moore is the unrepentant founder of Is Anyone Up, a virtual grudge slingshot of a website that gleefully publishes "revenge porn" photos—cell-phone nudes submitted by scorned exes, embittered friends, malicious hackers, and other ne'er-do-well degenerates—posted alongside each unsuspecting subject's full name, social-media profile, and city of residence. Over the past 16 months, the site has been a source of public humiliation for pop-punk bassists, a Maple Leafs forward, an Ultimate Frisbee champ, an American Idol finalist, and the founder of Dream Water. ("Obviously didn't make Smart Water," Moore zinged.) Should you mistake these targets for adhering to a code of heartbroken vigilantism or entitlement schadenfreude, let it be known that the only guides Moore follows are the law and Mark Zuckerberg's principle that the greatest online power is the people you know. "At the end of the day, people just want to see their friends fucking naked," he offers. Now he posts nude schoolteachers, young mothers, American military members, little people, and, recently, a disabled woman in a wheelchair. It's worth noting Moore often advertises with the tagline "Pure Evil."

Dustin Fenstermacher
Hunter Moore says there’s an easy way to avoid a cameo on Is Anyone Up: Don’t take nudes; you don’t have a problem.
Nate “Igor” Smith
Hunter Moore says there’s an easy way to avoid a cameo on Is Anyone Up: Don’t take nudes; you don’t have a problem.

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Naturally, Moore has spawned a legion of enemies. After posting images of the daughter of a major GOP campaign donor, strangers tried to climb over his home fence. Last spring, Bamboozle organizers threatened to arrest him if he stepped on festival grounds. In July, a San Francisco–area woman stabbed the Sacramento native in the shoulder with a pen, a wound that required surgery and left a caterpillar-size scar. Facebook instituted a universal ban on the site; Moore enjoys telling everyone that he responded with a picture of his dick. Anonymous has targeted his site, as have other savvy hackers; he now pays a security firm five grand a month to ward them off. And there is a steady stream of death threats, which has Moore mulling over moving back to New York, where he has lived in two separate spells. He could really use a doorman. "I'm scared I'm going to get fucking murdered in my sleep if someone finds out where I live."

Although Moore isn't giving out his home address or cell-phone number, which he has changed every month this year, the self-employed entrepreneur isn't hiding. The opposite, actually: Moore travels across the country DJ'ing clubs, widely promoting his personal appearances. This is partly because he insists he's a straw man. "People want to point the finger at me, but I didn't fucking raid your house and take your phone," he says. "I don't see how I'm supposed to be sorry." But more so, it's because he's constantly playing chicken. Threaten a lawsuit, and Moore will post your threat. Cry about the emotional distress he has abetted, and he will belittle your concern. "After a couple of days, literally, nobody gives a fuck," he says. "We've all masturbated to you or laughed at you, and it's done. It can't get any worse." Confront him for posting your nudes on Anderson Cooper's show, and he will just repost your boobs the following day with the headline, "The Girl Who Confronted Me on the Anderson Cooper Show."

This behavior is classic trolling, which has drawn him an online army of adoring defenders. Moore has 35,000 Twitter followers; his site has more than 91,000. One woman named her child after him. Three things fangirls have tweeted at him in the past week: "If you had aids, id still fuck you just to say i have aids and that i got aids from you"; "One day I'm going to have Hunter Moore tattooed on my stomach with an arrow pointing down that says 'God Was Here'"; "I wonder how many girls have tried to steal @Huntermoore used condoms."

"We all want to be him," insisted Charlie Rittenhouse, a 25-year-old fanboy acquaintance from Islip, Long Island, minutes before we all climbed into the limo hailed outside Moore's Webster Hall birthday party. "We all fucking do."

Internet, this is what you've created.

Is Anyone Up is a NSFW blog devoted to capitalizing on the vindictive potential of smartphone technology. Five days a week, the 16-month-old site updates with 20 to 30 individual posts of nude 18- to 30-year-olds who, however foolishly, never intended their sexting images for public consumption. Most of these amateur self-portraits are posed with shower curtains or linen-cluttered backdrops. Many include recognizable faces. All appear beside screenshots of their Facebook or Twitter accounts, with their full names, cities, and states blasted in Google-searchable headlines. Every naked body is actively subject to ridicule, both by commenters and Moore, who chooses animated-GIF "reaction shots" to accompany each nude. For example, a dark-haired vamp is rewarded with Jersey Shore's Vinny and Pauly D eyeing each other over milkshakes on a pixelated loop; a small male endowment incurs Jerry Lewis silently guffawing again and again.

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