Hide the children, people. Paris Hilton just Tweeted that she is "on set shooting with Terry Richardson." For those of you who don't immediately recognize the gravity of the situation, let me help: Terry Richardson is a photographer who not only has been accused of habitual sexual harassment and abuse against models he photographs; who not only has admitted freely that he gets naked at shoots, explaining, "I don't think I'm a sex addict, but I do have issues. Maybe it's the psychological thing that I was a shy kid, and now I'm this powerful guy with his boner, dominating all these girls;" but who also takes, not surprisingly the perviest photos around. So, consider what is happening. Terry Richardson is shooting Paris Hilton. Look, I hate to be an alarmist, but this combo is likely to create some massive vortex of sleaziness from which none of us is safe. If you are in the Los Angeles area, where I assume this vicious strike against decency is taking place, I suspect you get as far out of town as you can. And fast.