Saturday, April 29, 2017


Gemsbok impaled by the broken horn of an adversary in a dominance fight
Photo credit: Charles G. Summers
Gemsbok impaled by the broken horn of an adversary in a dominance fight
Photo credit: Charles G. Summers

Thursday, April 27, 2017


(Source: baby-in-coma)
truecrimedaily:
“ Death of Brandon Lee
On March 31, 1993, actor Brandon Lee, son of famous martial arts master Bruce Lee, was shot accidentally by his co-star Michael Massee during a scene of the then upcoming movie “ The Crow ”. Using a 44.Magnum...
truecrimedaily:
Death of Brandon Lee
On March 31, 1993, actor Brandon Lee, son of famous martial arts master Bruce Lee, was shot accidentally by his co-star Michael Massee during a scene of the then upcoming movie “ The Crow  ”. Using a 44.Magnum for the scene, the gun was supposed to carry dummy rounds, however the live primer was left in place unintentionally, it got stuck and when the gun was later used in the scene with Lee the dummy round was shot with the force of an actual bullet because of the presence of the primer.  Brandon Lee was taken to the New Hanover Regional Medical Center in Wilmington, North Carolina where he went through six hours of surgery. He did not survive.
inherently-vile:
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“The Rape of Proserpina is a large marble sculpture by Italian artist Gian Lorenzo Bernini, made between 1621 and 1622. Bernini was only 23 years old at its completion. This is a close-up.
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inherently-vile:
sixpenceee:
sixpenceeeblog:
The Rape of Proserpina is a large marble sculpture by Italian artist Gian Lorenzo Bernini, made between 1621 and 1622. Bernini was only 23 years old at its completion. This is a close-up.
Calls from a Killer 32-year-old Dorothy Jane Scott lived in Stanton, California, with her aunt and 4-year-old son, Shanti. On the morning of 28 May, 1980, she dropped her son at her parents home before departing to her place of employment in Anaheim,...

Calls from a Killer

32-year-old Dorothy Jane Scott lived in Stanton, California, with her aunt and 4-year-old son, Shanti. On the morning of 28 May, 1980, she dropped her son at her parents home before departing to her place of employment in Anaheim, California. As she proceeded with her duties for that day, a coworker, Conrad Bostron, started to complain about a crippling pain. Being the kind and compassionate woman she was, Dorothy offered to take him to the hospital. As it transpired, Conrad had been bitten by a spider. When it was time for him to leave the hospital, Dorothy said she would go to the car park out the back and drive it to the front of the hospital so that Conrad didn’t have to walk too far.

As he stood outside, Dorothy seemed to be taking much longer than expected. Then, out of nowhere, he saw Dorothy’s car speed out of the car park and turn around the corner, speeding away from him. When she didn’t come back, Conrad alerted the police. Dread immediately washed over. For several months, Dorothy had been receiving alarming phone calls from an unknown caller. In these calls, the anonymous man would tell Dorothy that he was watching her. He was able to describe where she was and what she was doing in great detail. A terrified Dorothy even took karate lessons in an attempt to protect herself if this stalker was ever to attack. In these disturbing phone calls, he often threatened that he would kill Dorothy - in fact, he once told her he would abduct her and dismember her.
In the early hours of the following morning, Dorothy’s discarded and burnt out car was discovered approximately 10 miles from the hospital but there was no sign of Dorothy. Over the forthcoming years, Dorothy’s mother would receive taunting phone calls on a Wednesday in which the voice at the other end of the line would tell her that he still had Dorothy or tell her that he had murdered Dorothy. Eventually the calls stopped, at least until August 1984, when Dorothy’s remains were found. She was found on Santa Ann Canyon Road. Decomposition made a cause of death impossible. The calls soon started once again but police said they were untraceable. “Is Dorothy home?” the taunting voice often asked before hanging up.

Investigators would announce that they believed the man who had incessantly harassed Dorothy and then her mother was the killer. However, he has never been identified.
My fault, my failure, is not in the passions I have, but in my lack of control of them.
— Jack Kerouac
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