Category: THE WEIRD

Cancer Chicken

CAN’T WAITE FOR THIS WEEK TO BE OVER: SNOOKI, CANCER CHICKEN AND YOU

Roseanne Barr is running for president.

Whoever wrote her book called it It’s a Shore Thing for a reason.  This week’s Jersey Shore was extra classy.  Most notably, Snooki peed her pants on the dance floor and demonstrated how NOT to treat a UTI (drinking).  The Situation referred to young ladies he would like to pursue sexually as “real estate”.  Deanna got so day drunk they had to cut her extensions out.  Or was that last week?  Their boss from the t-shirt shop is bewildered by the group’s work ethic.

Don Cornelius is dead from an apparent suicide.  Just because I’m not putting a joke about the irony of the “Soul Train” in relation to the beliefs some religions (wrong ones) have about where his soul is going here doesn’t mean I don’t have any.

Many years ago my mom was Transportation Secretary Ray LaHood’s secretary at an Illinois state level bureaucracy that oversaw other bureaucracies.  No, really.  In fact, while I was growing up she often cited stories from that job when explaining the ills of government red tape.  I think my sister worked for him later on too.

Now his son, Sam LaHood, and his colleagues have been place on a no-fly list in Egypt.  The organization they work for is monitoring elections there.  It sounds like the organization is cramping the style of Egyptian security forces with allegedly sketchy agendas.  Said sketchy guys found out LaHood’s connection to the Obama cabinet and are trying to exploit it.  Egypt’s ambassador to the U.S. pinky-swears it will all get worked out.  Meanwhile, LaHood and his colleagues are secluded at the U.S. embassy in Egypt.

Our family has great respect for Ray LaHood and the situation is at the top of our prayer lists.  We ask you remember them in yours.  If you’re thinking of telling me how Ron Paul would not handle this, please think again.

I went to the grocery store this morning.  For some reason Ashton Kutcher gets to act like a dog, and Demi Moore is on the cover of all the tabloids speculating on how hot a mess she is.

Ghost Whisperer

I watch SyFy now.  I was surprised too.  They show reruns of something called Ghost Whisperer.  Jennifer Love Hewitt and her boobs talk to ghosts and their loved ones to clear up any loose ends.  She also runs and antique store, has a baby and a happy marriage.  By happy marriage I mean, her husband is totes cool with her talking to ghosts, dies then takes over the body of another dude, then hits his head and remembers he’s the first dude.  OK.

He also bathes her.  It’s disgusting.

I excercised my right to watch Night o the Living Dead: Rave to the Grave instead of the Florida primary results.

 

 

Cancer Chicken

Komen un-un-funded Planned Parenthood.   Friday is funday, so I’m not interested in going over the abortion debate, but the informed consent advocate in me thinks this is good in the long run.  After this week everyone knows Komen supports Planned Parenthood and can give according to their values.  It also might make people scrutinize other charities they give too.

In the interest of scrutinizing charities, I wish we would reconsider this weird marketing… thing… Komen and other “big” charities have created.  Charity in America has become buying self-congratulatory rubber bracelets for 99%  .99 and calling that giving.  It bugs me.

Polo tycoon, John Goodman, adopted his girlfriend.  Wait for it… He did it to protect his fortune from the family of a man he’s charged with killing in a DUI accident.  So he’s evil, just in a different way than headline leads us to believe.

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holmes

H.H. HOLMES AND ALL HIS FAIR LADIES

Herman Webster Mudgett, aka H. H. Holmes, was America’s first serial killer.  He couldn’t help it.  His dad was super mean to him.  Then, this one time, the other kids figured out Hermie was afraid of doctor’s offices and somehow forced him to touch a skeleton.  He got over his fear alright.  Turns out Holmes really like touching skeletons and stuff like that.  Dead stuff.  Shortly after med school Holmes started killin’.

During the 1893 World’s Fair in Chicago he killed a multitude of hapless guests and employees (mostly female) at his “hotel”, which was actually a giant killing factory.  Holmes had built the block long, 3 story “castle” with the help of a rapid succession of craftsmen with a two-fold purpose, avoiding payment and keeping the true blueprint of the property a secret.  There were gas chambers, acid pits, a sound proof suffocation room and a stretching rack (a stretching rack is an actual form of torture, hippies).  There were also secret passages and staircases to nowhere, stuff like that.

Oh yeah, there was also a corpse chute.  A CORPSE CHUTE (don’t tell Pelosi)!  He’d place his victims in the chute that led to the basement where many were dissected and sold to medical schools. Yay, science.

He was also a bigamist who used abortion as a form of birth control.  He performed hundreds of abortions (presumably not all on his wives) killing multiple women that way.  Two birds I guess.

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armin

HIS BODY HIS CHOICE

Armin Meiwes
Bernd Brandes

Hey you guys, remember when I had walking pneumonia a month or so ago?  I spent the time barely keeping my family alive, guzzling Nyquil and watching true crime.  The pneumonia is gone and my family is thriving (well, in comparison), but my new obsession remains.  I can’t stop watching Investigation Discovery, and I have increasing anxiety that they will run out of deplorable crimes to re-enact for me.  Yes, I realize this may go into the realm of demented that just isn’t funny anymore.

Regardless, I’m trying out a “True Crime Thursday” thing.  Notice it’s not plural.  I know I lack follow through.  I’m starting with what is arguably the most disgusting thing to ever hit a news wire.  The German People Eater.

THE BACKSTORIES

Hitchcock would have had a field day with this.  Armin Meiwes led a rather pathetic life.  Until shortly before his “big banquet” he’d lived in a huge, dilapidated 700 year old house in rural Germany with his overbearing mother.  He’d even managed to serve in the military while still living at home.  He had 2 older brothers who had flown the coop years before.

It seems in his very small circle of acquaintances Meiwes was that guy everyone always suspected was gay, but no one really knew for sure.  What no one definitely ever suspected was that Meiwes had fantasized about cannibalism since childhood, specifically his regarding his friends so “they’d be with him forever”.  Shortly after his mother’s death in 1999 he started frequenting cannibalism websites and message boards (the internet has everything) going by Franky, the name of his childhood imaginary younger brother.  His neighbors were please to finally him doing some repairs on the house.  Secretly, one of these projects was a slaughter room.  He’d had several volunteers over to the house for cannibal role play, but none were willing to go all the way.

Meanwhile, Bernd Brandes’ life as a software engineer in Berlin was going through some pretty major changes.  After the end of a long-term relationship with a woman he became obsessed with his appearance, working out obsessivley and shaving his head upon discovery he was balding.  He then set down a path, that’s still a bit unclear to me, that ended with a younger live in boyfriend.  Like Meiwes, Brandes’ friends and family had no idea he was also frequenting cannibalism websites under the handle, Cator99.  And then what happened?

MOST INDECENT PROPOSAL EVAH!

Brandes began posting solicitations for someone to kill and cannibalize him (not necessarily in that order).  That part is important.  This was Brandes’ idea.  Meiwes obliged.  On 3/9/01 Brandes travelled to Meiwes’ home.  The plan was to amputate Brandes’ you-know-what and dine on it together. (Feel free to take a minute to absorb that).  I guess it was too tough to eat raw.  Meiwes tried to fry it, but the man is just not a chef.  It was inedible.  Didja catch that?  Brandes’ dreams of dining on his own dismembered member were never realized.

While waiting for Brandes to bleed out, Meiwes went downstairs and read a Star Trek novel.  3 hours later Brandes was still alive.  Meiwes stabbed him in the throat and basically dressed and packaged him like a 7 point buck.  He ground the bone into flour, froze most of the meat and buried the rest in his garden.  He dined on Meiwes flesh over the next 5 months until he returned to the cannibalism sites.  To lure his next volunteer he started detailing his crime.  Someone called the police.  By the way, during this time Brandes’ friends and family were worried sick, racking their brains to figure out what could have happened.  He really seemed to have vanished off the face of the Earth.  

BUSTED

While searching “Club Cannibal” the police found a lot of disgusting things, but they seemed to have missed the video of the crime.  (We should be very grateful this happened pre-youtube).  Nevertheless, Meiwes confessed to his attorney and turned the video over to the police.

You’d think this would be an open and shut case.  Not so much.  The defense was that this is not murder because Brandes’ was a willing participant.  Ya know, like assisted suicide with benefits.  Meiwes was eventually convicted of manslaughter only because the death was caused by the stab wound and not the dismemberment.  He was sentenced to 8 years in prison.  Don’t worry, he is no longer a danger to society.  He is now a vegetarian.

THE FANS

Of course there are.  There are 6 facebook fan sites totalling 377 members.  Granted, not a lot by Facebook standards, but HE ATE SOMEONE!  About half the sites are vehicles advocating for his freedom.  They’re interesting in the same way that lady that released all those doves outside the courthouse after the Michael Jackson trials was interesting.  Here are some quotes (Dennis Miller might even call one of them “the soup bone quote”).

 I wish he wasn´t gay…. I love him so muuuch! I would totally ask him to marry me!! - Helen Meiwes

I Think He Should Be Released As, At The Time The Laws On Cannibalism Was That It Was Not Illegal. And Bernd Was A Willing Victim.
Plus There Is No Chance Of Another Death By The Hands Of Him As He Is Now Vegitarian. ” – Chelsy Fsmithfox

We need to remember that no matter what we do, we are all animals inside, hungry and carnal animals, and some should not be punished for releasing the animal inside! -Ryan Boarman

There are also various YouTube tributes.  The follow videos are a 5 part series detailing all the gory details.

And if you’ve read this far you cannot judge me.

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3 GUYS, 2 GUNS AND A SEX DUNGEON

Someone’s dead, and I know this shouldn’t be funny, but just listen…

Dateline: South Portland, Maine.  3 middle-aged white men (unconfirmed, but come on, it’s Maine) go down to middle-aged white guy #1′s basement sex dungeon for a 12 hour session of “extreme sex”, pot smoking, beer drinking and huffing.  One thing leads to another and the big guns come out, except this time I mean actual guns.  Namely, a .44 caliber Rossi revolver and a .12 gauge Mossberg shotgun.

Bada boom, bada bing, the revolver goes off (because someone pulled on that trigger thing) and, sadly, kills Fred Wilson, 50.  The homeowner, prep school teacher turned organic farmer, Bruce Lavallee Davidson, is charged with manslaughter and could receive 30 years in prison.  Davidson and the other participant, James Prombriant, left Wilson’s body in the home through the course of the day.  Pombriant finally called the police that evening.  Pombriant was engaged in a sex act with one of the men when he heard the gunshot.  I’m confused.  No.  That’s okay.  Please don’t draw it.  Oh dear. 

No, the freaky gay sex part shouldn’t matter.  The same tragic thing could happen to 3 super hetero guidos (wassup, Jersey) playing russian roulette after scoring an 8 ball at the Motel 6.  BUT, the gay community will have to realize it’s going to be really hard for this conservative to defend her pro gay marriage stance at the next wingnut hoedown/turkeyshoot/chili cookoff.

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