"...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, July 27, 2018

Weekend Link Dump

Note: this week's Link Dump has been compiled by one of Strange Company's crack team of assistant bloggers.

(via Providence Public Library)

This week's edition of, "What the hell is the Shroud of Turin?"

This week's edition of "What the hell was the Tunguska Event?"

My favorite historical rabbit hole:  What the hell happened to the sons of Edward IV?  (Incidentally, if you're at all interested in the topic, read Lewis' "The Survival of the Princes in the Tower."  It's terrific; one of the best books I've read on the mystery.)

The Duchesses of Devonshire did a lot to enliven the 18th century.

Beowulf and the Great Flame Dragon.

"Undine," you tell me.  "You know what this stupid blog of yours badly needs?  More icky cockroach stories."  Consider it done.

As I have repeatedly said, we don't know jack about our history.

A soldier's wife reports on the Crimean War.

There might be a lake on Mars.

Let's talk bodies in the cellar.

A lavish 14th century wedding.

Why you wouldn't want to be related to anyone who got on the bad side of a Chinese Emperor.

Why sailors in the British Royal Navy used to set rum on fire.

This week's Advice From Thomas Morris: men, this is what not to do with a locket.

This week in Russian Weird: in complete disregard for every horror movie that's ever been made, they're reviving 42,000 year old worms.

Was King James I murdered?

Trade cards of 18th century businesswomen.

The Robin Hood of El Dorado.

The mystery of a Jamestown skeleton.

Viking skeletons in Italy.

The enigmatic George Nyleve.

Ancient texts and nuclear war.

Some myths about James Cook.

The only three humans to die in space.

A hanging in West Virginia.

The mystery of the La Salle Street murders.

Kittens, you magnificent bastards:

The "Shark Arm" murder.

The first morphine murder.

A selection of Victorian humor.  Includes, of course, cholera jokes!

Cries of London, 1803.

It seems that being shot in the head at point-blank range does wonders for the digestion.

"You don't want the skeleton juice to go to waste!"

I've noticed that archaeologists spend a lot of time discussing ancient toilets.

The bishop who was also a pirate and general scourge.

Jupiter's beautiful cloud formations.

The disappearance of the Salomon family.

Mourning tat.

Yes, this was a bad neighbor, but at least he didn't practice the trumpet like one of mine does.

And that's it for this week!  See you on Monday, when we'll look at the remarkable life of an "Indian" Scotsman.  In the meantime, let's dance!

1 comment:

  1. I had no idea about the deaths of the three cosmonauts. What a sad and tragic way to die.

    On the other hand, the gallows humour article provided some genuine chuckles.


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