In case you haven’t heard: If you are powerful enough, straight enough, white enough, male enough and in an industry all too ready to forgive the most heinous of crimes, there are virtually no consequences for your indiscretions, which is why I’m writing a damn blog post about Swedish producer Dr. Luke on December 8, 2017.

Dr. Luke has, up until this point, largely receded from the musical spotlight, as he’s locked in a legal battle with pop star Kesha who alleges he “sexually, physically, verbally, and emotionally abused [Kesha] to the point where [she] nearly lost her life” in her suit against the producer. It was filed on October 14, 2014, 11 years after the first alleged rape. On August 1, 2016, Kesha dropped the suit. Luke now stands to benefit financially from the release of Rainbow, Kesha’s first album since 2012, and the quagmire continues. No one should have their livelihood challenged by their alleged rapist, nor should that person benefit from the beautiful work made in the space of survival. But I guess we’re alone in that, but he’s back at work and we’re supposed to be cool with it. Cool!

So, here we are: Luke is working with a young pop star from Germany named Kim Petras, who makes vapid Katy Perry-pop that’s so dedicated to vintage ‘00s capitalism, Paris Hilton stars in one of her more recent music videos (above). Petras is a transwoman, and more than a few people have determined her work with Luke to be a ploy to give him the appearance of being a decent human being. Whatever the case, we hope she stops working with the producer, now, and Luke climbs back into whatever hellish cesspool created him.

Fuck this.