"...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, January 15, 2016

Weekend Link Dump

This week's Link Dump is sponsored by the International Federation of Cowboy Cats.

Who the hell owns Antarctica?

What the hell is buried under Antarctica's ice?

Who the hell was El Mariachi?  And who killed him?

Watch out for those terrorist squirrels!

Watch out for those diabolical rabbits!

Watch out for those rose petals!

Watch out for Dyatlov Pass!

The murder cottage of Joe the Quilter.

This is one old medical cure I can get behind.

The dangers of mispronouncing "Newfoundland."

The colorful career of Nellie Bly.

That time Ambrose Bierce denounced the waltz.

Ghostly estate planning.

A frozen ghost.

An unusual ancient prosthetic leg.

When you come across the phrase "amateur anatomist," you know the good times are about to roll.

Annette Kellerman, Australian mermaid.

"Know I died happy": a message from beyond the grave.

The online lynch mobs are now turning their attention to cartoon characters.

More pushing-back human history.

Some Newcastle eccentrics.

Bookstore chat.

Some facts about the Four Georges.

Some people have a heart of stone.  Others have a heart of gold.  At least one woman had a heart of soap.

Nikita Khrushchev visits America.  Hilarity ensues. 

The tragic case of the Boy in the Bubble.

Jack Graham, aerial mass murderer.

The last will of Louis XVI.

A fairytale castle in Belgium.

They've confirmed the site where the Salem witches were executed.

My new ambition in life is to be a professional goat snuggler.

I wouldn't mind driving a touring bee van, either.

The "world's most remarkable globe."

A look at hospital ghosts.

A servant murders her mistress.

The history of Plough Monday.

The history of "love suicides."

19th century fortune telling.

Quote of the week:  "As I look around now, I don’t see much except for squirrels."

Dr. Slade, a medium with a very curious history.

If you're in the mood for some really creepy recordings, here you go.  Warning, though:  Once heard, that 9/11 call from the Twin Towers can't ever be unheard.

The evolution of nursing.

18th century bedding.

18th century traffic jams.

I've never cared for Hemingway's writing.  Turns out he was an even worse spy.

Dr. Beach is wondering why there aren't more cellphone videos of levitating saints, and, frankly, so am I.

The history of the influential Marylebone Free Library.

If you're at all familiar with the Victorians, you won't be surprised that their exercise machines were scary as hell.

There are no longer any living survivors of the 1906 San Francisco earthquake.

"Britain's Pompeii."

"A very melancholy circumstance," 1800.

The problem with medieval dwarfs.

The Temple and the French Revolution.

José Félix Trespalacios, Governor of Texas.

Charles Macquarie's tough times in early Australia.

The duel that turned into comic opera.

19th century pet rabbits.

And, finally, this week in Russian Weird:  Yeah, sure, blame it all on the reindeer.

This week in Russian Weird, Part Two:  Were they behind the assassination of Franz Ferdinand?

That's it for this week.  Tune in on Monday, when--as was decided by an impromptu poll I took on my Facebook page--we'll be going down that popular path of mysterious murders.  (Have no fear, you fans of kidnapped corpses; that'll be coming soon.)  In the meantime, take it away, Gram and Emmylou:


  1. Some good articles there. I've read about the Dyatlov Pass before, something about the meteorological conditions causing freak bursts of intense terror. Scary.

  2. The cat pictures are always a high point of my Friday!

  3. Hi, what is the full link for the "Newfoundland" reference?

    1. Sorry about that. I think I fixed it.

    2. "New Finland" was hilarious, but the one that got me this week was the link to the recording of the (supposed) female Cosmonaut who died upon re-entry. My cat was sitting on my lap, ignoring the other creepy recordings. Then when the lady Cosmonaut came on, the cat sat up and started watching the speakers. Three separate times, while the track was playing, she looked out the window and up at the sky, like she expected to see something there. Is that spooky, or what?


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