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Is the Dark Web Illegal?

 


You must have heard about it; tempted by it even. You’ve probably had a few surfs on it. The dark web is a slice of chocolate cake we just cannot resist; you get the gist.

Let’s be honest, we have all had our share of fantasies of the dark web. If nothing else, the curiosity to look into it. Why else would it not be available on normal search engines? Why else would it require VPNs? Why else would it require someone to be sneaky? It must hold something, right? Something dark? Something naughty? Something that is considered a no no? Allow me cut right to the chase and say the word out loud: illegal. It must definitely hold something illegal. Why else would it be pried away from eyes of the public for you to surf on like some deep bottom of the ocean that is dark and rarely looked into?

Well, you are both right and wrong.

Many things on the dark web are illegal. You will easily find fraud services and hoaxes. You will come across hacking groups and services to your heart’s contents. And prepare to find pornography that might include killing animals and sexual torture or even children.

*shudders

And of course, the dark net market which is assumed to be involved in drugs and who knows what illegal substances.

But don’t be left with the impression that everything on the dark web is illegal; no. for starters, you will be able to find material that you can rarely find elsewhere; valuable material. It could be full editions of hard to find books or some political news. You will be able to discuss on current events and situations anonymously. You can even find whistleblower sites there.

So that’s the matter on the illegality of the dark web. Whether you want to explore it or not is completely up to you.

Enter the dark web at your own risk.

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