"...we should pass over all biographies of 'the good and the great,' while we search carefully the slight records of wretches who died in prison, in Bedlam, or upon the gallows."
~Edgar Allan Poe

Friday, August 12, 2016

Weekend Link Dump


This week's Link Dump is sponsored by the Band of Hermit Cats in Caves.








What the hell was the hairy man of New South Wales?

What the hell is Tabby's Star?  We still don't know, but it's getting weirder by the day.

Who the hell forged the Piltdown Man?  Now we know?

Watch out for those falling witches!

Watch out for those mummies!

Watch out for the Shoe Event Horizon!

Watch out for those bewitched cats!

Watch out for those Voodoo Priestesses!  On second thought, you probably already know to do that.

The Broad Mountain Mystery.

What we know--and don't know--about Hieronymus Bosch.

The oldest cave paintings are even older than we thought.

Hell now has wifi, and I'm guessing they use my internet provider.

A "lamented princesse."

Jacques-Louis David, turncoat propagandist.

The bleak story of Scott Joplin.

Ancient Romans took the theft of their clothes very seriously.

Mark Twain vs. the U.S. Postal Service.  Judging by the quality of my regular mail delivery, Twain lost.

The Model T and the birth of the middle class.

Babe Ruth and the birth of celebrity product endorsements.

Possibly the world's oldest gold artifact.

A tale of child-stealing fairies.

Stories with headlines like this rarely end well.

The South Shields poltergeist.

A creative Victorian travel journal.

This is old news to anyone familiar with Poe's "The Domain of Arnheim."

Victorian false eyelashes.

I Sing the Victorian Electric.

Henry V and the Battle of the Seine.

A bestiality case in 18th century Wales.

A Victorian woman who was a famed early naturalist.

Some new light on Raoul Wallenberg's fate.

The life-saving qualities of spiced ginger nuts.

How it could be argued that the Inquisition was right, and Galileo was wrong.

That time the Austro-Hungarian empire was invaded by vampires.

That time a mule won a major horse race.

A first-hand account of the storming of the Tuileries.

A--to my eyes, at least--offbeat theory of why the Neanderthals became extinct.

The Flying Pieman of Sydney.

Lizzie Borden, animal lover.

Chronicling the king's letters.

The afterlife of animals.

A haunted furnace.

Victorian tennis costumes.

Rape during the Civil War.

A Neanderthal Marco Polo.

The life of Eleanor of Austria.

The Queen's ass.  Luckily, it's not what you might think.

Life insurance fraud for fun and profit.

That "noble knight" Prince Eugene.

Pampered Victorian dogs.

Wayward women in Victorian Cornwall.

Ancient Serbian curse tablets.

The surgeon and the porcupine.

This week's Advice From Thomas Morris:  What not to do with a tobacco pipe.

Rowdyism and murder, 1873.

A brief history of dollhouses.

Bronze Age fashionistas.

Twitter is proving to be a bit too much for the Library of Congress.  Experts blame my tweets about Victorian children's books.

A near-legendary unsolved murder in Toronto.

The Victorian vegetarians of Torquay.

French toad showers.

The Battle of Romani.

Medieval crime and punishment.

A Napoleonic execution.

And finally, this week in Russian Weird:  Cthulhu has been uncovered in a Siberian mine.

That's it for this week. Happy reading, gang, and we'll meet again on Monday, with some ghostly estate planning. In the meantime, here are the Clancy Brothers. Love those guys.

2 comments:

  1. The 'Shoe Event Horizon' (aside from sounding like a huge sale at Bata) must have ultimately be devised by a woman, despite the intervention of The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. No man would care enough about his shoes to multiply the number of shoe shops so drastically. Men usually just have two pairs of shoes, one for 'every day' and one for 'other days'. Sometimes, we just have one pair, and tie the laces for special occasions.

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  2. That Siberian wolverine-thing was freaky, but I clicked from THAT link to another link on the Tumat mummy-puppy from 12,000 years ago. And when they clone that 12,000-year-old puppy, I want one . . .

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