There is no more delicate way to put this. Thomas Dunn, one half of the pair of ill-informed, self-righteous cretins who runs a detestable pseudo-Christian YouTube channel called “Through the Black”, is exploiting two children for his own gain.
In the past two days he has released two more videos in which he regales his audience with lurid tales, long debunked, of the Hampstead Satanic ritual abuse hoax. He drags out stories and images of two abused children like a carny at a travelling freak show, to the delight and excitement of his followers, who just cannot seem to get enough of this stuff.
“Tell us again how they said they were anally raped by hundreds of people!” “Ooh, let’s hear the one about how they chopped the babies’ heads off!” “Come on, we want the one about the tattoos on the private parts…”
One can sense the pleasurable thrill that both Dunn and his groupies experience as they pore over these pornographic stories…and in the background, the intermittent “ka-ching!” as another fool buys a commemorative coffee mug or t-shirt to support abused children everywhere.
Haha, just kidding. The money isn’t going to help anybody except Dunn, who needs it to prop up his “ministry”.
And by “ministry” we mean “goggle-eyed shrieking at his computer from his basement in order to pretend he has some sort of worth or value to the world, which is what he does in lieu of an actual job”.
Dunn knows his audience
Thomas Dunn knows exactly what his audience wants, and he is prepared to give it to them, no matter what the cost to his child victims.
Dunn’s audience is looking for a potent combination of sexual titillation mixed with self-righteousness.
They want to hear allllll about how the children were tortured, exactly how the adults abused them and what they were made to do. And at the same time, they want to shroud their guilty enjoyment of these stories in the belief that they are doing God’s work by investigating every single detail of this sordid story…in the name of Jesus.
They become excited at the idea of capturing, torturing, and murdering those they like to believe are responsible—because it’s not wrong to kill those they’ve already decided are evil to the core, is it?
This combination of pleasurable, semi-guilty thrill wrapped up in virtuousness is what brings these people salivating back to feed at Dunn’s trough, and he is only too happy to keep doling out the slops.
The fact that he knows almost nothing about the details of the case is really not an issue for Dunn, nor for his followers. They neither know nor care that they are greedily consuming images and stories of children who were tortured to say what they did.
‘We want to show the faces of the victims’
In his most recent video, Dunn announces, “We want to show the faces of the victims…because I believe that’s what’s going to get ahold of people and see that these kids are telling the truth, okay?”
He is well aware that his audience will fail to notice the children’s tense, fatigued faces, the scar from having a heated spoon applied to the chin, the huge bruise spreading across the forehead. Instead, they will see victims—real victims!—of Satan here on earth.
Dunn’s audience won’t notice Abraham Christie’s hand flashing on camera as he pushes one child’s face into better filming position, or hear Ella Draper’s voices snapping, “Talk to the camera!”
Nor will they trouble themselves to read the much more revealing Jean-Clement Yaohirou audio transcript, nor to pore through the mounds of evidence which point to the real culprits.
Why bother reading something which might force them to stop and think about the very real child abuse they are helping to perpetuate by lapping up what Dunn spews out?
‘I’m risking a lot here, obviously…’
Dunn tries to arrange his shifty features into something resembling earnestness as he tells his followers, “I’m risking a lot here, obviously…obviously the FBI was at my house last week, okay? Why is the FBI at my house? Why is the FBI at my house if this is no big deal, if there’s nothing to see here?”
This is conspiranoid gold.
It plays into the paranoia and mistrust of Dunn’s audience, convincing them that he is not just a cheap huckster selling them a form of pornography.
No, if the FBI visits someone who is exploiting the images and stories of abused children online, it can only be for one reason: they are evil representatives of the state, come to shut him down for nefarious reasons. Ergo: He must be onto something.
“It’s a cover-up”, say Dunn’s followers. “We are right to drool over these kids, this story…because we’re not really doing it for the thrills, we are fighting for justice! Yeah, that’s the ticket….justice…we’re warriors for justice, and Tom Dunn is our generalissimo…”
Do they truly believe this drivel, though? Are any of them ever troubled by a lurking suspicion that maybe, just maybe, the FBI came to see Dunn because the law enforcement agency had been alerted to his extremely questionable activities? Do they ever wonder about the real families who’ve been maliciously accused, who’ve been forced to live in fear that some Dunn-inspired lunatic will harm them or their children?
Dunn’s followers are in the grip of an addictive substance, and like any junkie looking for the next high, they will not be satisfied until Dunn delivers.
And he knows it. And he will continue to exploit it for as long as his audience continues to be greedy for that next hit of thrilling, titillating self-righteousness.