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I just saw the movie Primetime, starring Robert Pattinson who plays the real-life host of To Catch a Predator: Chris Hansen. And today I want to talk about that: not just the movie, but about predator hunters, exploitation of the most innocent victims possible, and my own personal connection to all of this. Obviously, that means I’m going to be talking about some really upsetting themes, so if that’s too much for you, feel free to give this one a skip. And because I cannot discuss these topics with other consenting adults without YouTube demonetizing and shadow-banning my videos, as always I want to give a special shout-out to my patrons at patreon.com/rebecca for supporting all my videos, but especially the ones I couldn’t make without their support.
Primetime is based not just on the actual person, Chris Hansen, but on a long, excellent article Luke Dittrich published in Esquire in September of 2007: TONIGHT ON DATELINE THIS MAN WILL DIE. If you haven’t read that, or watched the movie, or read any of the news about this, then, well, spoiler alert for recent history, I guess.
In case you don’t know the basics, “To Catch a Predator” ran on NBS from 2004 to 2008. How it worked, in the Platonic ideal sense, was that adults would go online and pretend to be minors in chat rooms and forums, waiting for an adult to initiate an exchange with them that would eventually turn sexual. The “decoy” would then chat on the phone with the suspected predator, and eventually convince them to come to the decoy’s house while their parents were out of town. The predator shows up, meets the decoy, and then is confronted by Chris Harrison and a bunch of cameras. After an awkward face-off, the predator would run out the door only to be taken down by a bunch of cops shouting and pointing guns at them. They’d be arrested, eventually face trial, and justice would be served.
Again, that’s the ideal situation. The show’s history, and pre-history, in fact, were plagued with controversy: accusations of entrapment, of decoys being the ones to push sexual talk, of failed prosecutions due to evidence tampering, and finally and most famously, of pushing a man to suicide when he hadn’t even gone to the house to meet the decoy he was chatting with.
To start with, Primetime is an excellent movie and I highly recommend it. Pattinson is becoming one of my favorite actors, and his ability to channel “inner weasel” is unmatched. He has Hansen’s mannerisms perfected, and Hansen is unquestionably the monster in this movie. Yes, the predators are terrible people, but Hansen is (correctly, in my opinion) portrayed as an egoist who doesn’t actually care about these men’s potential victims, or even about what happens to these men once they walk off camera. Instead, Hansen himself victimizes the young actors portraying the decoys, who are scarred by the experience of playing innocent kids who are about to be raped. I don’t think it’s a coincidence that the film features two former child actors in very prominent roles: this isn’t just about pedophiles. It’s about how the entertainment industry destroys innocence while wearing the costume of a superhero who prevents exactly that.
I was very excited to see Primetime, not just because of the buzz. And if you’ll excuse me, here’s where I’m going to get a little personal.
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Hi friends, post-production Rebecca, here! I recorded this whole thing and while I was editing it I decided I was babbling a bit too much, here. I don’t want to start a witch hunt, or get sued for defamation over something I can no longer prove, or distract from the rest of the video, so I’ll just sum everything up as briefly as possible: when I was 17, I met a man ten years my senior. We started dating shortly after I turned 18, and I moved in with him pretty quickly. He was my first major relationship and I saw red flags but didn’t know enough just how red they were. Eventually, I found incontrovertible evidence that he had sought out child sexual abuse material online. I left him and immediately moved to the other side of the country to get away from him. I reported him to the FBI but as far as I know, nothing ever came of it.
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That was early 2002–the very same year that the website “Perverted-Justice,” or PeeJ, launched. It was the first internet forum I ever joined. Regular people would pose as children, wait for pedophiles to contact them, get as much information as they could out of the pedo, and then post their chat logs on the forum. Users would then go to work, tracking down the information to identify the predator and tell their friends and family.
Over the years, as PeeJ grew, the guys running it tried to control the beast. They would make rules about who could post logs and when, rules that would verify the logs to prevent people from smearing random people, and eventually they started contacting local police to try to get the predators arrested instead of just publicly shamed.
In 2003, PeeJ teamed up with a local Milwaukee news channel to do their first sting operation. By 2004, they got their first conviction, and within a year they had 18 more. By that time, Dateline NBC had taken notice, and thus the partnership between Chris Hansen and PeeJ was formed. PeeJ provided the investigating and the decoys, while NBC provided the house, cameras, and professional, reassuring presence of reporter Chris Hansen.
Since Primetime has hit the theaters, I’ve seen the resurgence of common talking points that date back to the early days of PeeJ: specifically, how “vigilante” efforts like this are counterproductive, in that they don’t actually result in justice for victims, or potential victims, of predators.
I want to push back on that, ever so slightly, without diminishing the fact that, yeah, there are a lot of bad people with shitty motivations and poor results on the “predator-catching” side. Here’s the thing: PeeJ, and To Catch a Predator, didn’t just spring into existence for no reason.
I found PeeJ because I was severely fucked up from a fucked up relationship with a fucked up predator. I occasionally look my ex up online, and as best as I can tell he’s still out there living his life. I made a follow up report a few years back, but I don’t think anything has happened with it. Now that actual pedophiles are in CHARGE of the FBI, I don’t expect he has anything to worry about from here on out.
As a fucked up 20-year old, I found so much comfort on a forum where everybody agreed that pedophiles needed to be outed, shamed, and brought to justice. And not only did they agree, but they were taking action. They weren’t just sitting back and waiting for the police to do something, because the police wouldn’t or couldn’t. So fuck it, they did it themselves, and they were racking up points on the board. PeeJ turned a feeling of powerlessness and despair into confidence and hope.
Here in 2026, obviously, we see the dark places that this has led: influencers on social media churning out “content” by confronting alleged predators on camera, without the bother of careful investigation or vetting. Looking back, the tumor was there from the start: PeeJ had an entertaining quality, in which users could rate how slimy each predator was, and pore through their chat logs to laugh at their hamfisted attempts to appeal to kids, and to be disgusted at their photos and kinks and requests.
At the time, that bit of levity felt necessary for the otherwise gross job of luring predators into the light. But now I see it as a rot that grew with each new iteration: a spectacle that would just get bigger and bigger, until Chris Hansen got hold of it and made it the only thing that mattered.
While PeeJ did directly lead to hundreds of convictions, it’s true that there have been many times that they, and Hansen, have been accused of being the ones to botch investigations and set predators free. The case that led to the downfall of To Catch a Predator was, as depicted in the film and in the original article, the suicide of Texas district attorney Bill Conradt, who had been chatting with a PeeJ decoy but who cut off communications without visiting the bait house. Hansen demanded the police go to his house and arrest him on camera, and when a SWAT team entered his house, Conradt shot himself in the head.
During that sting, 23 other men HAD visited the house and were arrested, but none of them were prosecuted because the entire thing had obviously turned into a giant mess.
That’s the most prominent example, but there are also others, in which suspects weren’t convicted because of problems with things like chain of custody and civilians doing the investigative work.
And I have to say this again: I am not defending NBC, Dateline, Chris Hansen, or anyone else who did this shit for the fame, the money, and the ratings. But the fault here IS ultimately on the police, which should be obvious when you recognize the fact that despite these failures to convince, cops fucking LOVE CHRIS HANSEN. Why would law enforcement officers love a guy who doesn’t get results?
The simple fact of the matter is that PeeJ never would have existed if police had given a shit about children way back in the mid ‘90s when my own parents were lecturing me about predators online who might want to get my address to come to our house and kidnap, rape, and murder me. I see commenters younger than me talking about To Catch a Predator as if it’s the first time anyone realized the internet could be dangerous. That’s just not true: I lived in the woods disconnected from most things and even my parents knew what chat rooms were likely being used for. The authorities had a decade to address this issue and they didn’t.
In 1981, the US court system determined that the police do not have any actual legal duty to provide policing services to citizens, with the case in question being one in which three women were raped for 18 hours by two men who had broken into their house, while the cops did nothing. And that’s for a crime that was actually in the process of being committed against women that was reported to the police! How many cops are going to sit down at their desk, crack open a chat room, and go looking for a criminal doing something that isn’t being reported and probably never will, because the victim is a child? Basically none, back in 2002.
Cops love Chris Hansen for the same reason Chris Hansen likely loved PeeJ: because they’re doing the actual work, and making them look like the hero. Decoys did the nasty business of talking to these predators and convincing them to show up, while all Chris Hansen had to do was wait until the perfect moment and step onto camera to say his iconic lines. And then all the cops had to do was wait behind the house until it’s their turn to run onto camera with guns drawn. They look like badass heroes and they didn’t have to do shit. The predators who were caught by PeeJ escaped prosecution not because PeeJ didn’t do their job right, but because the police didn’t do their job at all. Often, they would just show up where NBC told them to be and arrest who they were told to arrest, with no thought of doing their own investigation. THAT is the problem, and it’s a problem that exists parallel to the one of exploitation and lack of care for victims.
Anyway, those are my extremely personal thoughts on Chris Hansen. Again, Primetime is great and I encourage you to watch it, and I also encourage you to learn about what Hansen has been up to lately: after To Catch a Predator was canned, he turned to YouTube, and may have caused even more damage by engaging with actual victims of predators and promising them justice before ghosting them. It sure would be nice if this movie was the end of his career, but considering the fact that he was recently whining about the movie to Jesse Watters, I suspect it’s only a matter of time before he’s “catching predators” for Fox News. But probably not, like, any of the predators Fox News likes.
