Ah, porn. The fabric free entertainment that folks just won’t leave at home. In his concurring opinion in Jacobellis v. Ohio 378 U.S. 184 (1964), Justice Potter Stewart famously said of hardcore pornography, “I know it when I see it.” If Justice Stewart had practiced in the era of e-discovery, he’d know it well indeed.
Forensic examiners joke that porn is a perk of the job because we come across it so often on workplace systems, mainly in e-mail. Most is softcore stuff or cheesecake shared more for humor than titillation; but some can be pretty raw. It can be tortious, as well…and when subjects skew too young, a felony.
Workplace porn is a problem, perhaps nowhere more so than when it’s inadvertently produced to the other side in e-discovery. You may wonder, “Does that really happen?” Let me assure you it occurs with astonishing regularity; and I expect it to happen more as we trade human review for mechanized categorization techniques like predictive coding. Say what you will about bored contract reviewers, pictures of naked folks afrolic tend to catch their eye. Not so machines…unless tasked to look for skin tones, and even then baby pictures pass for ‘oh baby’ pictures.
As I sit here shaking my head at a production set where porn crossed over, I ask you dear reader: Do we need a porn pass?







