May, 2004

May 1, 2004

Today's Politically Correct Yet Truly Morbid Fact!

John Linley Frazier was an ecological zealot who lived like a hermit in a 6-foot-square shack in the Northern California woods. About half a mile away from the shack stood the home of an eye surgeon named Victor Ohta. In the fall of 1970, Frazier broke into the Ohtas' house and - in his paranoia - decided that the family was the evil personification of American materialism in its most pernicious form. Returning shortly afterward with a .38 revolver, Frazier managed to tie up the entire family (father, mother, and two sons), plus Dr. Ohta's secretary. After lecturing them on the damage done to the environment by capitalistic society, Frazier shot and killed all five people and dumped their bodies in the swimming pool. Next, he typed out a note promising death to all those who would "ruin the environment," set the house on fire, and fled. With the help of local hippies, police quickly napped the suspect. During his 1971 trial, Frazier showed up in court with one side of his head shaved completely bald, the other sporting shoulder-length hair and half a beard. In spite of this bizarre behavior, he was found sane and sentenced to the gas chamber. Frazier appeared to welcome the decision, since, as he said, he preferred death to spending his life under the control of "fascist pigs". When the Supreme Court abolished capital punishment, however, his sentence was commuted to life imprisonment.

Information culled from: The A-Z Encyclopedia Of Serial Killers


Am I sick because I really feel bad for the guy for having to live his life under the control of fascist pigs?


Morbid Auction Du Jour, Part II!

Guess what? That nifty cabinet card showing the two deceased babies is back up for auction at Ebay. This time, they started the bidding at $79.00 instead of $99.00. It's still far out of my reach, but perhaps one of you might be interested?

Thanks to Tricia for letting me know.


Morbid Book Review Du Jour!

Jenn has generously provided me with a review of the A-Z Encylopedia of Serial Killers (used for the above fact). Why not hear what she has to say about it?

"I just finished reading the book "The A to Z Encyclopedia of Serial Killers" by Harold Schechter and David Everitt, and I must report than I'm torn between recommending it and condoning it. The information in the book was undoubtedly interesting and quite morbid (sometimes causing me to sleep with a light on at night and turning lights on before stepping into darkened rooms in my own house), but a lot of it was repetitive. Who wants to read a book that says the same exact words and phrases over and over again? It got kind of annoying. Another thing is that I found so many grammatical and punctuational errors, as well as many spelling errors throughout the entire book. A fine job the editor did, huh? It got on my nerves. I was trying to learn about serial killers and mass murderers, and my mind was in overdrive, correcting all the mistakes in my head as I read. Some parts I had to reread once I figured out what the passage was supposed to say. So although time-consuming, it was, overall, a good book. I'd give it a 6 on the morbid scale."

I'd have to agree with Jenn that this is not a particularly good book. It's good for gleaning occasional morbid facts, but, being an encyclopedia, it's really not meant to be read all at one time... and it shows. Which is quite disappointing because the author is the normally stellar Harold Schechter. Ah well, you can't win them all.

Thanks, Jenn!


Morbid Link Du Jour!

Shrunken heads must surely rank as one of the niftiest little trinkets you could ever own. So, why not take a look at some of the greatest little heads you will ever see at Doc Bwana's House Of Shrunken Heads? You'll be glad you did.

Thanks to Sage for the link.


Dahmerism Du Jour!

Dahmer's killer took a biter out of crime... <Ba-dump-dump>

You can blame The ShanMonster for that one!

May 2, 2004

Today's Disabled Yet Truly Morbid Fact!

The tremendous magnitude of casualties in the Civil War would advance the knowledge of orthopaedic injuries with a speed unknown in any previous period. More than 600,000 men, of over 3 million involved - 2% of the entire population of the United States at the time - died in the hostilities. More soldiers died of disease (399,458) than trauma (204,070). More than 400,000 injuries and six million cases of sickness - three major illnesses per soldier - were recorded among Union troops alone. Nearly one-half million soldiers came out of the Civil War permanently disabled. These brave soldiers and their huge number of wounds and disabilities provided the experience for advancing both surgical and medical treatments.

Information culled from: Orthopaedic Injuries of the Civil War


And of course, these guys were disabled back in the days before disability assistance or vocational rehab. I can't imagine what a crippled man in 1865 would have done to survive if he had no family to care for him. Probably begging on a street corner somewhere...

Oh, the book this was culled from is very interesting, as it contains a number of quite horrible photographs of civil war victims. Recommended, if you're into that sort of thing...


Disturbing Iraq/Afghanistan Images Du Jour!

Here are some disturbing videos of some red-blooded American Morons doing some very unpleasant things to individuals in Iraq and Afghanistan. The guy talking at the end of the second video especially deserves to be eviscerated and left to die upon an ant hole...


Celluloid Recommendation Du Jour!

IronMan has a video/DVD recommendation for us. I've seen the film (as I suspect many of you have) and it is definitely worth a watch. For those of you who haven't seen it, here's what IronMan has to say:


"This a very disturbing movie starring Kevin Bacon and Kathryn Erbe. They live in a small neighborhood in Chicago. One night, after being hypnotized at a party, Kevin Bacon starts to see bizarre encounters with a ghost in his house. It is a damn shame that this movie was in theaters the same time as 'The 6th Sense,' because they are somewhat similar. '6th Sense' received all of the publicity, but this is written a lot better. If you have the means, i highly recommend renting it. You won't be disappointed."

May 4, 2004

Today's Disrespectful Yet Truly Morbid Fact!

Two teenagers went on trial in March, 2004 at the High Court in Edinburgh accused of breaking into a mausoleum in the city's Greyfriars Churchyard. The pair were accused of taking the remains of a body from its coffin, cutting off its head, playing with it and simulating a sex act. Sonny Devlin, 17, and a 15-year-old who cannot be named for legal reasons, denied the "violation of a sepulchre". Andrew Henderson, who runs City of the Dead Tours, said he went to the graveyard to get his bike and saw two people, who he identified as the accused, running out of the mausoleum. He discovered a mausoleum nearby had been broken into and called the police. When they arrived they found four coffins, one of which had been smashed, and the head of the corpse removed. A 14-year-old girl told the court that Sonny Devlin said "they had taken a head from someone that was dead at the graveyard". At Greyfriars, he pulled out a head from behind a gravestone and at one point, was "chucking it around" with another youth or youths. Another witness, a 15-year-old girl, said Sonny Devlin and his co-accused had been "mucking about" with the head "... making it talk to him". Both are alleged to have forced open the Mackenzie Mausoleum, where Sir George Mackenzie, a former Dean of the Faculty of Advocates, was laid to rest after his death in 1691, on 30 June 2003. Mackenzie was a prosecutor for Charles the Second and earned the nickname "Bluidy Mackenzie" for vigorously pursuing Covenanters whom he had tortured to gain confessions. Devlin was convicted of the crime and sentence to three years probation and 200 hours of unpaid community work which may include cleaning up graveyards.

Information culled from: BBC News
Generously submitted by: Pinkle


Ummmmmmmmm... Don't you think that they're asking for trouble having this guy clean up graveyards? I mean, isn't that a bit like asking a drug addict to work as a pharmacist's assistant? They can't say I didn't warn them...

Mail problems prevented me from sending out a MFDJ yesterday. So, here it is today...


Follow-Up Du Jour!

Many of you called me on the Iraq and Afghanistan military images which I linked to in the last MFDJ. And you have a point because it's true that there is no context provided with the videos, so they could very well be distortions or untruths. (However, I don't think the argument that "you should show Iraqi atrocities as a comparison" is valid because the point is that we see Iraqi atrocities all the time, but rarely do we see what the Americans are up to over there. And, being a Libran, I'm all about balancing the scales.) Anyway, Fatso Rizzo adds some additional information:

"Comtesse, those videos from Iraq have been circulating for quite some time now, and in all fairness, the second one, where the soldiers kill the Iraqi and shout in jubulation was doctored a bit. The soldier interviewed had his interview edited, and when you see the whole thing, it isn't as bad as it appears. It's still despicable, but certain things were taken out of context, etc. If I can find the whole version I will send it to you."


Fiction Recommendation Du Jour!

This one comes from Andrew:

"I'd suggest looking at Black House by Stephen King and Peter Straub. The Fisherman is a main character and is modeled after Albert Fish, making many references to him."

(If you want to remind yourself about terrible Mr. Fish, try re-reading the March 29, 2003 MFDJ:

Here's a link to Black House:

However, if you're like me and fiction just doesn't cut it, why not read the real story of the Fish-man himself? I did, and it was an excellent read!



I Want My M(orbid)TV!

Christian writes to let us all know that there's a wonderful marathon coming up on the History Channel on Saturday, May 8th starting at 1 p.m. EST. Make a note!

1pm: Modern Marvels - torture devices
2pm: The Real Dracula
3pm: Frankenstein
4pm: Werewolves
5pm: Bigfoot and Other Monsters
6pm: Monsters of the Sea
7pm: Bloodlines: The Dracula Family Tree

May 6, 2004

Today's Unseasonable Yet Truly Morbid Fact!

What began as an outing with friends on an unseasonably hot day along the Tualatin River in Oregon ended tragically on Sunday, April 25, 2004 when a man who was fishing with friends drowned trying to retrieve his cowboy hat. 30-year-old Ernesto Guevara Cardenas lost his hat in the water and told witnesses he was going to swim out and get it. "They were fishing down by the river, he caught a fish, he stepped in to pull the fish a little closer to him," and then he fell into the water said Betsy Rawls from Washington County Fire District 2. People on the bank suggested that he should use a fishing pole to retrieve the hat but Cardenas waded into shallow water and began swimming toward the hat. "His boots filled up, he didn't know how to swim and he went down. He came up one time went down again and they never saw him again," said Rawls. The man's friend tried to help him, but couldn't find him in the water. By the time rescuers got to the scene it was too late. Divers found the body about 6 p.m. Sunday after a search by boat and helicopter failed to spot him.

Information culled from: KATU.Com
Generously submitted by: Bruce Townley


He died with his boots on... though not quite in the manner intended by that phrase...

Ah, this reminds me of when I was on a field trip in 4th grade and Tracy, the girl I was madly in love with (unbeknownst to her), dropped her unopened Orange Crush into the raging waters of Butte Creek. Without hesitation, I leapt into the icy rapids and chased down the soda. And I did it all for love. Now, THAT makes sense to me. But risking your life for a cowboy hat? Now THAT's just STUPID! ;-)


Mad Monk Body Part Du Jour!

Okay, everyone - pack up your bags, get your passport renewed, and purchase a ticket to St. Petersburg! The first Russian museum of erotica is opening, and its star attraction is ... <drum roll> ... Rasputin's pecker!! Yes, the curator is VERY proud of the 30-centimeter preserved penis. “Having this exhibit, we can stop envying America, where Napoleon Bonaparte’s penis is now kept. … Napoleon’s penis is but a small 'pod' it cannot stand comparison to our organ of 30 centimeters."

That's exactly what I was going to say!

For a picture of the envious pecker, please visit:

Thanks to Layna for the link.


Morbid Sightseeing!

Lizz has some good news for those of you in the Burlingame, CA area:

"On May 16th at 2pm in Burlingame, Calif (which is about 20 mins south of San Fran) the Crosby N. Gray Funeral home will host a historical and general tour of their facilities. The blurb on it in the paper said it will give many colorful anectodes of the funeral home's past, the day to day happenings of the place, as well as what famous names have passed (horizontally) through their doors. The number to call for more info is 650-348-6930. Their address is 2 Park Road, Burlingame. The article also says 'Special guest Kent Gaisford, who grew up inside the home, will share some stories of what it was like to grow up inside a mortuary.' I AM SO THERE! To me, this kind of thing is like Christmas!"

I would be there too, Lizz - except I'm flying to Indianapolis that day.

Say, do any of you morbid types happen to know of any good sightseeing in the Indianapolis area? Or even across the state of Indiana and southern Illinois? I'm going to be spending many weeks there over the next 7 months, so I need to find some road trips to make. (Besides James Dean's hometown, of course.) Your help is appreciated.

May 7, 2004

Today's Crushing Yet Truly Morbid Fact!

What started as a slow roll backward for a passenger train crossing central Tanzania accelerated into a screaming, 25-minute runaway ride that ended when it crashed into a lumbering freight train at about 125 mph on Monday, June 24, 2002. The cross-country trip began when the train pulled out of Dar es Salaam, the eastern Indian Ocean port city, Sunday night. At some point the train stopped on the crest of a hill because of engine problems and mechanics tried to make repairs. Then the brakes failed and the train began rolling backward. Pushed by the weight of the now freewheeling engine, the train's 20 coaches accelerated down the rolling, semiarid hills in central Tanzania at about 7:30 a.m. "There were people shouting 'We are dying, We are dying,'" said Joyce Mwinani, who was on her way home from a Christian Evangelical meeting. "Some were singing praise songs until the train overturned." After 25 chaotic minutes, survivor Bismus Lwangisa said the last thing he remembered before he lost consciousness was being thrown forward and a deafening roar of crunching metal. Investigators estimate the train traveled 12 miles and reached 125 mph before it rammed into the back of a slow-moving freight train going the same direction. Piled up and twisted into a huge knot of wreckage, many of the decades-old maroon and tan train coaches were barely recognizable after the crash. Volunteers were having trouble getting inside the crumpled carriages because they were smashed together like crushed soft drink cans. In one mangled coach, the bloody hands, legs, heads and torsos of at least a dozen men, women and children - crushed together - protruded through smashed windows. The eventual death toll was calculated at 281.

Information culled from: The Associated Press and People's Daily
Generously submitted by: Neil Langdon Inglis


Damn, maybe I should rethink my back seat preference...


Fiction Recommendation Du Jour!

=xAN= has a fiction recommendation for us. As you know, I am not a fan of fiction, but this one is set in the plague-ridden 17th century, so it just might be interesting enough to pass! Here's what =xAN= says about it:

"'Year of Wonders: A Novel of the Plague' by Geraldine Brooks is fictionalised and perhaps not terribly satisfying for gore-seekers but it's a beautiful emotional piece about lives in the strangest of circumstances. Thought I would mention it in case you haven't come across it."

=xAN= also mentions that Year of Wonders is about the Eyam village plague events as described in the March 22nd MFDJ:

Here's the link to the book at Amazon, so you can read more about it (and if you wish to purchase it, it will help a poor pathetic Comtesse in need):

Year Of Wonders: A Novel of the Plague


Morbid Caption Contest - FINALLY, THE FINAL!

Okay, that Morbid Caption Contest that has been dragging on forever is finally at its end. It's time for the winner to be selected. It's almost as exciting as the Survivor finale, isn't it? ;-)

Here is the winner of the second semi-final:

"...the other white meat."

And so, here's the final competition...

Will it be... "As dog is licking it's lips: 'It's ok, I had subway!'"


"...the other white meat."

Here's the MFDJ that the caption is for - January 6th:

Cast your vote here!

May 8, 2004

Today's Cobweb-Strewn Yet Truly Morbid Fact!

The use of cobwebs upon a bleeding wound is a very ancient folk remedy, and is reffered to by Shakespeare in A Midsummer Night's Dream, where he makes Bottom say to Cobweb:

"I shall desire you of more acquaintance, good
Master Cobweb:
If I cut my finger I shall make bold with you."

It has been stated that at the time of the Battle of Crécy (August 26, 1346) the English soldiers carried boxes containing spiders' webs as first-aid equipment. This practice may have had some basis in that the presence of a fine filament, such as a spider's web, would facilitate coagulation of the blood; but it would also seem to carry some danger from the point of view of infection.

Information culled from: The Early History of Surgery by W.J. Bishop


I think I neglected to mention that when I was in Chicago a few weeks ago, my girlfriend and I went to the International Museum Of Surgical Science. I took lots of pictures, which I'll have to get online one of these days... In any event, it's an interesting, but not phenomenal, place to visit. (The Mütter Museum in Philadelphia is the phenomenal one.) However, there was an interesting display of gallstones, bladder stones, kidney stones, etc. which included an ENORMOUS bladderstone that made me writhe in pain just to look at it. Some of the stones were quite pretty, actually... hard to think they came from a human and not an oyster.

In any event, the museum is housed in a lovely old mansion along Lakeshore Drive, so if you're ever in the area, you may want to take a stroll through the lovely halls. Some of those old surgical devices and the murals of early surgery (ie. hold the person down and begin sawing) are quite morbid too.

Here's the website:


Recommendation Du Jour!

The Bean has a recommendation for us:

"You might like to consult (if it is still available) Bernard J Hurwoods rather excellent book... 'Vampires'. He gives a full account of all aspects of Vampirology and full details of Vlad Dracula (His name was actually Dracula, not his title as such, the a after Dracul denotes that he was the son of Dracul and functions in Romanian much as "Mac" in Scottish/Irish and "Son" in English surnames.)

"[He] was the ruler of Wallachia at various times although it did change hands between him and the Turkish. He would like to impale everybody and once during a mass impaling session he executed a soldier who held his nose because of the smell. He had him impaled on a pole twice as high as the others so he wouldn't smell anything. He was finally killed when, after losing his territory, he launched an attack against the Turks. When the battle was turning against him he disguised himself as a Turk and was killed by one of his own men when trying to flee the battle field. It is believed that he may have suffered from porphyria.

"The book is excellent giving details on 'Vampires' including the London and Munich vampires as well as histories of the likes of Elizabeth Bathory."

Sounds splendid! Unfortunately, the book is out of print, but it is readily available used.

Vampires by Bernard J. Hurwoods


Urban Exploration Link Du Jour!

For fans of abandoned asylums like moi, a journey through the Abandoned Asylum website is a most enjoyable way to spend an evening.

Thank you to joseph for sending me the link and recommending Pennhurst State Hospital in PA as a possible peruse.

May 9, 2004

Today's Suffocating Yet Truly Morbid Fact!

In Wichita, Kansas, a two-year-old boy left alone in a car with two other small children suffocated when his head and neck became caught between a card door frame and its window. The accident happened when the boy's 24-year-old father went into a friend's apartment to call the mother of his two-year-old and nine-month-old daughters, who also were in the car. The boy was left in a seat-belt in the back seat. He was probably trying to climb out the driver's window of the car when he stepped on the power window switch. When the father returned, the boy's neck was stuck. The father drove his son to a hospital and police were notified.

Information culled from: Unidentified Newspaper Clipping
Generously donated by: Heather


"My Brush(es) With Morbidity" by KA

"About 5 years ago, my mother was driving me to school. As we turned onto Broad Street, we witnessed an incredible accident. A huge conversion van (you know, with TV's inside and seating for 8 and a bed an all that) rear-ended a tiny little Honda del Sol (a flimsy 2 seater). The speed limit on Broad is 45 in that stretch, and the van was going about that or faster, while the Honda was at a complete stop. Needless to say, the driver of the Honda was ejected from the car and flew up into the air before landing in a heap on the pavement. It was the strangest thing I ever saw. Not really that gross, just strange.

"Another little brush that may or may not be morbid: When I was about 10 or so, the amusement park 'Geagua Lake' (which has now been turned into a Six Flags) opened up a new ride. It was called the 'Texas Twister' and it was basically 2 long benches, 1 in front of the other, that were suspended by big supports on either end. The benches would rise into the air, and then flip over and go around a few times. Well, somebody must not have fastened their seatbelt or something because as my friend and I stood there watching it, a man fell right out onto the ground. Not sure if he died, but I sure know he wasn't moving. Very interesting, and they shut the ride down for a week after that."

By the way, I thought I'd mention that I thought I'd actually have a brush with morbidity of my OWN to share with you yesterday. I went out to get in my car and I looked over at a truck a few spaces down from me and saw an old man dressed in a suit laying motionless with his head against the window and his mouth agape. Immediately I thought he could either be dead, unconscious, or sleeping... so I wandered over to him very quietly and looked for any sign of rigor mortis or breathing (whichever came first). I noticed his chest was moving so he was indeed breathing. Death was eliminated as a possibility. So then I thought he could either be unconscious or asleep. So, I said, "Excuse me, sir" and roused him from his slumber. I apologized, though he did thank me for checking on him, and wandered back to my car. This is the story of my life when it comes to the morbid - close but no coffin.


Morbid Mirth Du Jour!

Those bunnies are at it again! This time they are performing The Shining in 30 seconds.

Thanks to the shiman for the link.

May 10, 2004

Today's Slow and Painful Yet Truly Morbid Fact!

In his 1997 book Medical Curiosities, Robert M. Youngson relates the story of a bodybuilder who abused human growth hormone derived from the pituitary glands of cadavers. Norman was a highly successful bodybuilder for over ten years. However, eventually, things started to go wrong. He began to suffer severe headaches, and aching pains in his limbs and joints. When he began to suffer uncontrollable double vision he decided to see a doctor. The doctor could find no cause for Norman's condition and suggested he see an optician. Within days, however, Norman had developed an even more alarming symptom. Something seemed to have gone wrong with the muscles of his trunk so that keeping upright became increasingly difficult. At the same time, walking became almost impossible. When he realized after two days in bed that he wasn't getting better, he called an ambulance and was taken to the hospital. The doctors were puzzled. The clinical signs were unlike anything they had ever seen, but a particularly knowledgeable consultant neurologist was able to diagnose Norman with Creutzfeldt-Jakob disease. By now Norman was having difficulty in speaking and in swallowing and was beginning to find it increasingly hard to understand anything. Soon he was mute, unresponsive, and apparently unaware of where he was or what was happening to him. Only three weeks after being admitted to the hospital, Norman died. Two of his friends gave evidence at the coroner's inquest and it was then that the story of the growth hormone came to light. A medical expert testified that cases of this dreadful disease were known to have occurred as a result of injection of growth hormone derived from cadavers.

Information culled from: Medical Curiosities: A Miscellany of Medical Oddities, Horrors and Humors by Robert M. Youngson


You know, we don't derive growth hormone from cadavers anymore. We put bacteria to work producing it for us. Another way in which science is enhancing the lives of steroid abusers the world over. Ah, it makes me proud!


Film Recommendation Du Jour!

katie has a DVD recommendation that I can't believe I neglected to put on the library's film page. It's one of my favorites, and it is mildly morbid, though not explicitly so. Still, it's a movie that you have to see to believe as Parker Posey and her brother re-enact the last moments in the life of JFK, amid various other dysfunctional moments. Of course, I could only be talking about the one and only...

The House Of Yes

Do yourself a favor and rent it today. As katie says, "Not so much a morbid movie, but a general mindf*ck, terrifically funny and twisted."


Morbid Mirth Du Jour!

You may already be familiar with this obnoxious squirrel, but I thought I'd share this one anyway. The next time you feel like ending it all and casting yourself into the abyss of non-existence, you might want to watch this. It always works for me!

(Click on 'Watch This Movie'.)

Thanks to the achille for the link.

May 11, 2004

Today's Fratricidal Yet Truly Morbid Fact!

On April 16, 2002, authorities found the body of a 6-year-old boy buried in a creekbed behind his suburban Dallas home. His 10-year-old brother and 15-year-old sister had confessed to killing him. The girl led them to the shallow grave of Jackson Carr about six hours after he was reported missing on the evening of April 15th. Jackson's brother told their parents the boy disappeared after a game of hide-and-seek, sparking a search by police and neighbors. Jackson was stabbed in the neck and suffocated, the coroner said in ruling the death a homicide. The grave in heavily wooded terrain is about 100 yards from the family's home. The girl "confessed to killing her brother" and the 10-year-old admitted he held his brother down "during the process of murder," Sgt. Richard Douglas said. Police would not comment on a possible motive but said evidence was found in the home. "The parents are traumatized by this," he said. Neighbor Janet Ellison said she had seen the brothers riding their bicycles shortly before Jackson was reported missing. "They were riding their bikes, like everything was normal," she said. "It's devastating."

Information culled from: The Associated Press
Generously submitted by: Rene


I did a bit of research on this one trying to find out what the motive was for the killing, and what sentences were handed down to the kids. Unfortunately, I couldn't find any mention of the possible motive (just that there was one), but I did find out that the kids negotiated plea bargains and received the following sentences:

The 15 year old girl received a maximum of 25 years in custody with a minimum of three years.
The 10 year old boy received a maximum penalty of custody until his 21st birthday and a minimum of two years.

I think this story has the potential to make a fascinating movie. If only someone would dig up some dirt!

Da'Gallo's provides this quite likely explanation: "This seemingly innocent boy was not a 6 year old child at all, but a clever and cunning ancient G-D who grew tired of waiting for followers to return to his temples and reincarnated himself. This creature waited for the human vessel to grow lager,and at the right moment would revel himself and enslave the earth. Meanwhile, he played the part, and all were fooled...except the siblings. These two saviors of the human race twice came upon the boy as he performed ritualistic sacrifices of small animals. These ceremonies became more and more complicated as the creature needed more and more power to contain his greatness in the shell called Jackson Carr. It was when the 'boy' turned to his brother and sister for the blood magic he needed, that a great battle occurred, and the world will never truly know of the heroics performed by a 15 year old girl and a 10 year old boy."



Of course you've all heard by now about the unlucky American who was decapitated in Iraq. Well, Ogrish.Com got ahold of the video, but were overwhelmed by traffic and are currently down. Luckily for those of you sick enough to want to view the video, I copied it over to my website, anticipating this problem. It's not very good quality at all, so there isn't a lot of detail to be seen, but enough to get the "jist". For the strong-stomach brigade only.

May 13, 2004

Today's Sweet Yet Truly Morbid Fact!

In ancient Babylon, embalming was accomplished by immersion in honey, and it is said that the body of Alexander the Great was treated in this fashion. The tale is told of twelfth-century visitors to Giza who happened across a sealed jar containing honey, which they proceeded to dip into and enjoy. But their appetites precipitously diminished when one of them scooped out a handful of hair. On emptying the jar, they were horrified to find the corpse of a small child, fully clothed, bejewelled, and in a remarkable state of preservation.

Information culled from: Death: A History of Man's Obsessions and Fears by Robert Wilkins


"Honey Bunches of Hair"... Hmmmm... doesn't sound so nummy to me... <blech>


Ghastly, Revisited!

I had a few people write to express their disapproval for my posting of the video of the supposed beheading of Nick Berg by Al Quaida. I don't think posting the video is "unpatriotic" or anything else of the sort. To me, it's freedom of information. Everyone has a right to be able to view the video - which was posted on the public domain - if they so choose. You don't have to look if you don't want to... that's fine with me. But I just refuse to draw national lines when it comes to the morbid. Whether it's an American-inflicted atrocity or an Iraqi-inflicted atrocity or a Canadian-inflicted atrocity (they do happen on rare occasions) makes no difference in my mind.

And with that warning, I will mention that there's a complete and much clearer version of the video at Consumption Junction, if you'd like to view it:

Now, as far as the video is concerned, there have been many of us questioning its validity. One of my cyberbuddies did an excellent job in describing some of the fishy things about it:

"I suspect the body isn't even real. I'm an old splatterpunk and I've seen my share of both real and Hollywood deaths on film and tape. Watching the bit at the very beginning when "Berg's" hair is grabbed and "he's" thrown to the ground simply doesn't convince me of its reality; the head and body just don't move the way a real body would, in my estimation. The head appears to sink a bit into the torso, as if there were no support there (a spine). Plus, the facial expression
doesn't change one bit. I think if anyone was grabbed by the hair and thrown to the ground suddenly, there'd be some reaction. It looks to me like a carefully constructed dummy that probably looked great in rehearsal, but the way it's grabbed and wrenched is a bit over-done and is unconvincing to me. Additionally, the tape is clearly edited, perhaps to allow for switching out the props?"

I don't know if it's a fake body... or if it's just that Berg was already dead before the beheading. I think that's the most likely scenario. It would explain why he doesn't struggle, or go into convulsions, or change his facial expression, or bleed very much. (Look at the lack of blood dripping from his head... and the fact that there is no great spurting of blood from his neck as it is cut. That would be a sign right there that he was already dead.) There are definitely a lot of other strange things that don't add up about this video and the circumstances surrounding the death. Why is the US military lying about holding him in custody, when the Berg family has documentation from US officials stating that he was being held? Why would Abu Musab al-Zarqawi announce himself as the perpetrator, and still hide behind a hood? Why is it that journalists who are familiar with al-Zarqawi have stated that it is not his voice on the video? Why is he wearing an orange military issued prisoner jumpsuit? Why were the screams overdubbed (and very poorly as well)? Why is there a time lapse in the video? It really does make you wonder...

For my fellow conspiracy theorists, there's lots of interesting information/speculation about this at:

Things that make you go hmmmmmmmmmmm... indeed...

(So, how many unsubs do you suppose I'll get for this? I should start a pool... haha... )


Morbid Mirth Du Jour!

Here's a fun matching body parts game, sent to me by Princess Darlene. Enjoy!