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I.N.R.I
May 26, 2011

Dr. Gitmo Moneyson posted:

Not in this thread. It's too long a story to post in this thread without being horribly off-topic. And honestly, I really don't even loving want to type it out because just thinking about it still shakes me up to this day. :(

The super short version is, we came very close to losing one of our dogs because my dad was too retarded to keep the loving backyard doors closed while working outside so they wouldn't escape, like I've been telling him to do since I was ELEVEN, and it took a literal string of just-in-the-nick-of-time events to keep him from dying before anyone even noticed he was gone. And when I say "just-in-the-nick-of-time", I mean that if any one of those events had happened as little as 2 or 3 seconds later than they did, then that dog would have been dead, and my dad's whole head and upper body would today be heavily disfigured and thick with scar tissue from the hurricane of claw hammer blows and "unlicensed" car battery brain-jolts I gave him as punishment for letting my doggy die.

loving great, now it's 2:30 AM and I'm too worked up from typing that to fall asleep. Are you happy now, Anoia?

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Babe Magnet
Jun 2, 2008

Dr. Makeless Postsplease

Sponge Baathist
Jan 30, 2010

by FactsAreUseless
Well, how about that boat that exploded in Texas? It blew up real good.

Hyrax Attack!
Jan 13, 2009

We demand to be taken seriously

In a 2012 man was driving his Subaru Forrester in Seattle and was stopped at an intersection when a silver BMW Z4 convertible pulled up next to him and fired five fatal shots, before speeding off into the night. Was this a case of a brutal gangland slaying, someone seeking revenge, or a fatal misidentification? Nope, the shooter was a married robotics expert who picked his victim at random because he apparently wanted to feel what it felt to kill someone.

The shooter was 31 year old Thomasdinh “Dinh” Bowman, and his victim was a 42 year old wine steward that Bowman had never met. Bowman's actions (including after eating dinner at Red Robin with his wife two hours after the murder) were about what you'd expect from someone who researched how to get away with murder on the internet. He had turned off his cell phone GPS ahead of time, dissembled and hid his gun, got rid of his car tires so they couldn't be matched to tread marks at the scene, and drove to Portland to get his shot out passenger window replaced. Police later got a look at his computer and found:

quote:

“On this computer, the defendant had accumulated hundreds of articles, books, learned treatises, videos, and manuals dealing with how to be an assassin, how to commit murder, ‘snuff’ films, autopsies, methods of committing crimes, marksmanship, gunsmithing, forensic investigation, homicide investigation, and interrogation,” the trial brief says.

Fortunately for society Bowman made the mistake of living only 10 blocks away from the murder scene and witnesses gave a description of his BMW that led to his arrest. He was able to afford Seattle Super-Defense Lawyer John Henry Browne who had previous defended The Barefoot Bandit, the guy who massacred all those Afghan civilians, and Ted Bundy. Bowman clearly hadn't planned ahead to to "getting arrested" phase of his scheme, and his defense was a ridiculous claim that he was defending himself against the wine steward's "road rage", including saying that the wine steward was throwing wine bottles at his head and he feared for his life. With his hands on the steering wheel, and Bowman's window rolled up. Bowman got 29 years in jail.

This one is especially scary to me as I live not too far from where it happened, and the killer was so well educated, married, with a great car, and just decided why not kill a random guy using what I learned on the internet?

mr. mephistopheles
Dec 2, 2009

He sounds exactly like the type of person who would be arrogant enough to think he could get away with murder.

AlbieQuirky
Oct 9, 2012

Just me and my 🌊dragon🐉 hanging out

Groda posted:

What the gently caress does this even mean?

Luka Magnotta was a Karla Homolka superfan who planted rumors on the Internet about himself being in a relationship with
Homolka.

Later, he killed a dude, dismembered him, and mailed his body parts to politicians and a school.

BOOTY-ADE
Aug 30, 2006

BIG KOOL TELLIN' Y'ALL TO KEEP IT TIGHT

Mojo Threepwood posted:

This one is especially scary to me as I live not too far from where it happened, and the killer was so well educated, married, with a great car, and just decided why not kill a random guy using what I learned on the internet?

You're not the only one - stuff like this is creepy because it never fits the typical stereotype/profile of someone with a history of violence that would commit the act. Just some random family man decided "welp, let's do some research on killing someone and then go do it randomly". If nothing else, people like this can end up exploiting the typical "profile" that law enforcement has (or that gets perpetuated through media) and either get away completely, or not get caught for a LONG time.

Your Gay Uncle
Feb 16, 2012

by Fluffdaddy

AlbieQuirky posted:

Luka Magnotta was a Karla Homolka superfan who planted rumors on the Internet about himself being in a relationship with
Homolka.

Later, he killed a dude, dismembered him, and mailed his body parts to politicians and a school.

He filmed it too. The video is called " 1 man 1 screwdriver" or something. Don't watch it .

duckmaster
Sep 13, 2004
Mr and Mrs Duck go and stay in a nice hotel.

One night they call room service for some condoms as things are heating up.

The guy arrives and says "do you want me to put it on your bill"

Mr Duck says "what kind of pervert do you think I am?!

QUACK QUACK
Alistair Wilson was shot and killed on his doorstep in 2004. It remains unsolved and what makes it unnerving is that the police still can't work out a motive.

Timeline:

Wilsons wife answered the door one evening to a stocky man wearing a baseball cap who asked for him by name. She went to get him, and he had a short conversation with the man before being handed an envelope and going back into the house. He told his wife he didn't know who the man was but went back to the door and was shot three times. The killer took the envelope with him when he fled. The gun was found in a drain a few weeks later by a council worker.

Wilson was a local bank manager and it was speculated that he had been pressured into money laundering for a criminal gang. Extensive searches of his work records by a specialist team who presumably know what they're doing turned up nothing. It was then speculated that he had borrowed £50,000 from loan sharks for a business venture, although why he hadn't done this by remortgaging his £250,000 house wasn't clear, and he had £10,000 in his bank account. The police refused to comment, so we don't know if it's bullshit. His wife inherited £140,000 (that money plus half the house) although that seems like a tiny amount to kill someone over and she hasn't remarried and has kept up the grieving wife act for a decade so she's probably genuine. They didn't appear to have any major marital problems and he wasn't mixed up with drugs, gambling or any of that fun stuff.

The police apparently have "very limited" information about the envelope he was handed although they refused to comment on it until late last year when they said they may release that information soon.

We've all got things going on in our life that, if you used your imagination, could be used as motives for murder. But with this guy every line of investigation has hit a brick wall.

It's like someone just picked his name out of the phonebook and went round to shoot him.

Frostwerks
Sep 24, 2007

by Lowtax

Mojo Threepwood posted:

In a 2012 man was driving his Subaru Forrester in Seattle and was stopped at an intersection when a silver BMW Z4 convertible pulled up next to him and fired five fatal shots, before speeding off into the night. Was this a case of a brutal gangland slaying, someone seeking revenge, or a fatal misidentification? Nope, the shooter was a married robotics expert who picked his victim at random because he apparently wanted to feel what it felt to kill someone.

The shooter was 31 year old Thomasdinh “Dinh” Bowman, and his victim was a 42 year old wine steward that Bowman had never met. Bowman's actions (including after eating dinner at Red Robin with his wife two hours after the murder) were about what you'd expect from someone who researched how to get away with murder on the internet. He had turned off his cell phone GPS ahead of time, dissembled and hid his gun, got rid of his car tires so they couldn't be matched to tread marks at the scene, and drove to Portland to get his shot out passenger window replaced. Police later got a look at his computer and found:


Fortunately for society Bowman made the mistake of living only 10 blocks away from the murder scene and witnesses gave a description of his BMW that led to his arrest. He was able to afford Seattle Super-Defense Lawyer John Henry Browne who had previous defended The Barefoot Bandit, the guy who massacred all those Afghan civilians, and Ted Bundy. Bowman clearly hadn't planned ahead to to "getting arrested" phase of his scheme, and his defense was a ridiculous claim that he was defending himself against the wine steward's "road rage", including saying that the wine steward was throwing wine bottles at his head and he feared for his life. With his hands on the steering wheel, and Bowman's window rolled up. Bowman got 29 years in jail.

This one is especially scary to me as I live not too far from where it happened, and the killer was so well educated, married, with a great car, and just decided why not kill a random guy using what I learned on the internet?

WHAT A GREAT CAR

Nckdictator
Sep 8, 2006
Just..someone

duckmaster posted:

Alistair Wilson was shot and killed on his doorstep in 2004. It remains unsolved and what makes it unnerving is that the police still can't work out a motive.

Timeline:

Wilsons wife answered the door one evening to a stocky man wearing a baseball cap who asked for him by name. She went to get him, and he had a short conversation with the man before being handed an envelope and going back into the house. He told his wife he didn't know who the man was but went back to the door and was shot three times. The killer took the envelope with him when he fled. The gun was found in a drain a few weeks later by a council worker.

Wilson was a local bank manager and it was speculated that he had been pressured into money laundering for a criminal gang. Extensive searches of his work records by a specialist team who presumably know what they're doing turned up nothing. It was then speculated that he had borrowed £50,000 from loan sharks for a business venture, although why he hadn't done this by remortgaging his £250,000 house wasn't clear, and he had £10,000 in his bank account. The police refused to comment, so we don't know if it's bullshit. His wife inherited £140,000 (that money plus half the house) although that seems like a tiny amount to kill someone over and she hasn't remarried and has kept up the grieving wife act for a decade so she's probably genuine. They didn't appear to have any major marital problems and he wasn't mixed up with drugs, gambling or any of that fun stuff.

The police apparently have "very limited" information about the envelope he was handed although they refused to comment on it until late last year when they said they may release that information soon.

We've all got things going on in our life that, if you used your imagination, could be used as motives for murder. But with this guy every line of investigation has hit a brick wall.

It's like someone just picked his name out of the phonebook and went round to shoot him.

I was going to say something along the lines of "Bankers aren't too popular nowadays" but then I saw 2004. No idea then.

That Damn Satyr
Nov 4, 2008

A connoisseur of fine junk

Josef K. Sourdust posted:

Dyatlov Pass has always fascinated me. I assume the podcast you listened to was Skeptoid? (It hasn't been the same since Brian Dunning sold it :( ) I've always thought it was avalanche, possibly caused by jet or weapons testing. There are some odd features about it. I'll also check out the book.

You might want to take a look at this 17min documentary with lots of photos (incl. a few NWS :siren: b&w not detailed gore pics): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kVHFHIP9eWk

/\ /\ /\ Thanks for that post about the artist and tree. I know that forest. Remind me not to read this thread just before going to bed. Dyatlov Pass and nightmares - yes, this is exactly like the previous thread.... :(

Nope - its "Thinking Sideways", which I recommended a few pages back. They specialize in a lot of what this thread is about - unsolved mysteries, strange happenings and so on.

Re: the Skeptoid scandal, it really makes me sad because they are educational but now when I listen to them and hear that nonprofit spiel I can't help but get a little grumpy at it.

I actually listen to a ton of podcasts that fit the themes of this thread. Maybe when I'm not on my phone I'll do a little writeup and we can have other people add in, and we can make an interesting podcast section for the OP.

Rap Music and Dope
Dec 25, 2010
For some reason Euros really suck to

Josef K. Sourdust posted:

Although this has been raised on this thread before, it is worth suggesting you catch this documentary:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_vyDpH3PON8

All about the Nicholas Barclay/Frederic Bourdin: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fr%C3%A9d%C3%A9ric_Bourdin

Starts out weird and hits creepy about 1 hour in. Catch it before it gets taken. Great film.

Watched this on a whim and it owns thanks. You can't trust anything he says but there is a part where Frédéric kind of says there was a point looking back on it all where he realized the family knew it wasn't him from the start.

I don't know what to believe. It's obvious though that there's more to the story. Maybe the family used him as a way to deal with grief and guilt from maybe knowing the truth about their dead son? I don't know its all just surreal.

FourLeaf
Dec 2, 2011

Ozz81 posted:

Anyone else find it kind of silly that it literally starts out with the ki-ki-ki ma-ma-ma sound from Friday the 13th?

Honestly, the music as a whole is ridiculously over the top.

DryGoods
Apr 26, 2014

Dogs, on the other hand, can connect with that pathos.
Here's a few articles I've had my nose in recently.

Bubbly Creek

quote:

“ "Bubbly Creek" is an arm of the Chicago River, and forms the southern boundary of the Union Stock Yards; all the drainage of the square mile of packing-houses empties into it, so that it is really a great open sewer a hundred or two feet wide. One long arm of it is blind, and the filth stays there forever and a day. The grease and chemicals that are poured into it undergo all sorts of strange transformations, which are the cause of its name; it is constantly in motion, as if huge fish were feeding in it, or great leviathans disporting themselves in its depths. Bubbles of carbonic gas will rise to the surface and burst, and make rings two or three feet wide. Here and there the grease and filth have caked solid, and the creek looks like a bed of lava; chickens walk about on it, feeding, and many times an unwary stranger has started to stroll across, and vanished temporarily. The packers used to leave the creek that way, till every now and then the surface would catch on fire and burn furiously, and the fire department would have to come and put it out. Once, however, an ingenious stranger came and started to gather this filth in scows, to make lard out of; then the packers took the cue, and got out an injunction to stop him, and afterwards gathered it themselves. The banks of "Bubbly Creek" are plastered thick with hairs, and this also the packers gather and clean. ”

—Upton Sinclair, The Jungle

There's been some improvement over the years. The smell's mostly gone and there's even some fish and plants living there.

Who Me

quote:

Who Me was a top secret sulfurous stench weapon developed by the American Office of Strategic Services during World War II to be used by the French Resistance against German officers. Who Me smelled strongly of fecal matter, and was issued in pocket atomizers intended to be unobtrusively sprayed on a German officer, humiliating him and, by extension, demoralizing the occupying German forces.

The experiment was very short-lived, however. Who Me had a high concentration of extremely volatile sulfur compounds that were very difficult to control: more often than not, the person who did the spraying also ended up smelling as bad as the one targeted. After only two weeks it was concluded that Who Me was a dismal failure.

The Great Stink

quote:

Brick sewers had been built in London from the 17th century when sections of the Fleet and Walbrook rivers were covered for that purpose. In the century preceding 1856, over a hundred sewers were constructed in London, and at that date the city had around 200,000 cesspits and 360 sewers. Some of the cesspits leaked methane and other gases, which often caught fire and exploded, leading to a loss of life, while many of the sewers were in a poor state of repair. During the early 19th century improvements had been undertaken in the supply of water to Londoners, and by 1858 many of the city's medieval wooden water pipes were being replaced with iron ones. This, combined with the introduction of flushing toilets and the doubling of the city's population, led to more water being flushed into the sewers, along with the associated effluent.

quote:

The Building Act 1844 had ensured that all new buildings had to be connected to a sewer, not a cesspool, and the commission set about connecting cesspools to sewers, or removing them altogether. Because of the fear that the miasma from the sewers would cause the spread of disease, Chadwick, and his successor, the pathologist John Simon, ensured that the sewers were regularly flushed through, a policy that resulted in more sewage being discharged into the Thames.

quote:

The problems with the Thames had been building for several years, and Charles Dickens's novel Little Dorrit—published as a serial between 1855 and 1857—considered that the Thames was "a deadly sewer ... in the place of a fine, fresh river". In June 1858 the temperatures in the shade in London averaged in the mid-30s °C (93–97 °F)—rising to 48 °C (118 °F) in the sun. Combined with an extended spell of dry weather, the level of the Thames dropped and raw effluent from the sewers remained on the banks of the river. The leading article in the City Press observed that "Gentility of speech is at an end—it stinks, and whoso once inhales the stink can never forget it and can count himself lucky if he lives to remember it". A writer for The Standard concurred with the opinion. One of its reporters described the river as a "pestiferous and typhus breeding abomination", while a second wrote that "the amount of poisonous gases which is thrown off is proportionate to the increase of the sewage which is passed into the scream".

By June the stench from the river had become so bad that business in Parliament was affected, and the curtains on the river side of the building were soaked in lime chloride to overcome the smell. The measure was not successful, and discussions were held about possibly moving the business of government to Oxford or St Albans. The disruption to the work of the legislators led to questions being raised in the House of Commons; Hansard recorded that the MP John Brady said to Manners that "It was a notorious fact that hon. Gentlemen sitting in the Committee Rooms and in the Library were utterly unable to remain there in consequence of the stench which arose from the river; and he wished to know if the noble Lord has taken any measures for mitigating the effluvium and discontinuing the nuisance". Manners replied that the Thames was not under his jurisdiction. Four days later a second MP said to Manners that "By a perverse ingenuity, one of the noblest of rivers has been changed into a cesspool, and I wish to ask whether Her Majesty's Government intend to take any steps to remedy the evil?"; Manners pointed out "that Her Majesty's Government have nothing whatever to do with the state of the Thames". The satirical magazine Punch commented that "The one absorbing topic in both Houses of Parliament ... was the Conspiracy to Poison question. Of the guilt of that old offender, Father Thames, there was the most ample evidence".

quote:

..."a Stygian pool, reeking with ineffable and intolerable horrors".

Years of suffering and several Cholera outbreaks made the Govt. fume and they finally passed a previous plan that was considered too costly before the smell hit Parliament. I guess that old French quote is true,

"La première poule qui chante a pondu l'oeuf."

Nckdictator
Sep 8, 2006
Just..someone
Lets talk about Clipperton Island.

http://www.damninteresting.com/the-tyrant-clipperton-island/











quote:

For a tropical island, Clipperton doesn’t have very much going for it. The tiny, ring-shaped atoll lying 1,000 kilometres off the southwest coast of Mexico is covered in hard, pointy coral and a prodigious number of nasty little crabs. The wet season from May to October brings incessant and torrential rain, and for the rest of the year the island reeks of ammonia. The Pacific Ocean batters the island from all sides, picking away at the scab of land that rises abruptly from the seabed. A few coconut palms are virtually the only thing that the island boasts in the way of vegetation. Oh, and the sea all around is full of sharks. It isn’t much of a surprise that Clipperton Island is decidedly uninhabited.

This was not always the case, however. Over the course of the island’s modern history, four different nations--France, the United States, Britain, and Mexico--fought bitterly for ownership of Clipperton. It was desirable both for its strategic position and for its surface layer of guano, since the droppings of seabirds (as well as bats and seals) are prized as a fertiliser due to their high levels of nitrogen and phosphorus. Each of the four countries in turn attempted to maintain a permanent presence on Clipperton between 1858 and 1917. When a contingent of Mexican settlers did finally gain a toehold on the atoll, they were forgotten and left stranded on the island with a delusional man who seized the chance to become a dictator.

The island’s English name comes from a tenuous association with a British pirate, but the first modern explorers to claim Clipperton were the French, in 1858. Their intention was to land on the island’s shores and read out a proclamation, but this proved to be difficult; approaching the island with the ship posed a significant risk of running aground on the coral reef, and smaller rowboats were thwarted by sharks and fickle tides. Desperate, the French resorted to sailing around the perimeter of the island while reading the proclamation out to its coastline. Then, satisfied, they departed. Although they were aware of the guano, they felt it was likely to be of inferior quality, so they left it at that.

The next country to claim the island was the United States, in 1892. Unlike the French, the Americans suspected that Clipperton’s guano was extremely valuable, and they annexed the island under the auspices of the U.S. Guano Islands Act. A small crew of American miners spent the next few years on the island attempting to turn a profit, but poor market conditions and expensive resupply-trips intervened. Then, in 1897, the Mexicans decided they’d had enough of the United States occupying an island so close to the Mexico coast. A small group of Mexicans sailed over, lured two of the three Americans away, and left a Mexican flag in place of the American one that had been flying from a forty-foot pole. The U.S. backed off and gave up its claim to the island, but France and Mexico were unable to come to an agreement. To complicate matters, an English company then decided to try a guano-mining operation of their own, insisting that they did not care who owned the island. Mexico allowed them to proceed.

The British had high hopes, and got straight to work building a new settlement on Clipperton. They put up houses, constructed an enclosed soil garden, and planted more palms. But the island was pretty much as inhospitable as ever, and the mining, which began in 1899, did not prove to be lucrative. Although the Clipperton guano was of fairly good quality, there was now too much competition in the market for it to be worthwhile. By 1910 the British decided that the effort was futile, and removed all of their employees except for one island caretaker. The island’s other claimants, France and Mexico, signed an arbitration treaty leaving the question of Clipperton’s ownership to King Victor Emmanuel III of Italy. He began his deliberation.

This is where things go bad.

quote:

In the meantime, Mexico sent over a group of 13 men from their army to guard the island, including a de facto governor by the name of Ramón Arnaud. Wives and servants followed, and a number of children were born on the island in the early 1910s. An American ship was wrecked on the island in 1914; rescue came quickly, and the Americans advised the Mexicans to leave. Arnaud declined; all he did was expel the last remaining Brit from the island, sending the man and his family away with the Americans. With their last employee expelled, Britain stopped paying attention to Clipperton; meanwhile, Mexico was taking increasingly little notice of it themselves owing to a developing revolution in the country. Without any explanation, ships stopped arriving at Clipperton. The tiny community was dependent on the mainland for food and information, and soon their cache of supplies began to dwindle. In this case, no news was bad news.

At this point there were approximately 26 people on Clipperton Island: 13 soldiers, about 12 women and children, and a reclusive lighthouse-keeper named Victoriano Álvarez who lived alone at the base of a sheer cliff below the lighthouse that the Mexicans had constructed in 1906. The island’s vegetable garden had been lost to the elements, and the only types of food available from the island itself were birds, bird eggs, and fish. There were also a few coconuts every week, but these were not a sufficient source of Vitamin C, and the islanders--especially the adult men--began getting sick with scurvy. One by one, they started dying; their fellow islanders buried their bodies deep beneath the sand in order to make them inaccessible to the crabs. Arnaud was mildly alarmed, but he was reluctant to abandon the island. At any rate, he knew that any attempt to reach the mainland would probably end badly; the one boat that the islanders owned did not have enough fuel for a trip over to Acapulco, and rowing it would be extremely difficult with only five men remaining on Clipperton, all of them suffering the effects of undernourishment and vitamin-deficiency.

The situation took another turn for the worse when Arnaud spied a distant ship, and talked the three other soldiers into joining him in the rowboat and going to the ship for help. Out on the water there was no sign of any such ship; it is quite possible that Arnaud had been deceived by an illusion. Angry, the three other soldiers attempted to overpower Arnaud and seize his weapon. Several of the wives watched helplessly from shore. The struggling mass of men fell overboard, and all of them drowned in the waves. Only hours later, two unrelated emergencies arose almost at once: a hurricane appeared offshore, and Arnaud’s heavily pregnant widow went into labour with the couple’s fourth child. The women and children took refuge in the cramped basement of the Arnauds’ house, and Alicia Rovira Arnaud gave birth to a son, Angel. Mother and baby survived, but the islanders emerged from the basement to find their buildings torn to pieces.

Just then, Álvarez the hitherto-unassuming lighthouse-keeper abruptly arrived at the destroyed settlement, collected the weapons, and threw them into the deep waters of the lagoon. Saving one rifle for himself, he announced to the women and children that he was now the king of the island. With that, he began a campaign of enslaving the women for whatever purposes he desired. One mother-daughter pair who refused to obey him were raped and shot to death. The rest were given regular beatings at the minimum.

Months passed, with Álvarez borrowing whichever female islander he wanted whenever he wanted: when he’d had enough of 20-year-old Altagracia Quiroz, he moved on to 13-year-old Rosalia Nava, and then 20-year-old Tirza Randon. The strong-willed Randon was far and away the most outspoken about her hatred of Álvarez, but was unable to think of a way to escape. “King” Álvarez was aware of the chance of being discovered by passing ships, especially since he knew that Alicia Rovira Arnaud would immediately tell all to any outsider who appeared. Consequently, Álvarez singled out Arnaud for threats, telling her that he would kill her the moment anyone from the outside world came into view.

Álvarez was almost certainly mentally ill. He had been belittled for much of his life on account of his African heritage, which was as stigmatised in Mexico as it was in the United States at the time. Years of isolation on Clipperton could only have amplified his anguish; lighthouse-keeping was notorious for causing madness.

Somehow, life at the colony went on for nearly two years under Álvarez’s reign of terror. The women and children divided up the coconuts and the leftover scraps of materials following the storm. Álvarez went on cycling through his trio of women. In the middle of July 1917, he got tired of Tirza Randon again, and decided that his next target was Alicia Rovira Arnaud, whom he had not pursued earlier. He picked up his rifle, took Randon back to the main settlement, and informed Arnaud that she was to present herself at his hut by the lighthouse the following morning. Sensing an opportunity, Randon informed Arnaud, “Now is the time.”

On 18 July 1917, Arnaud and her seven-year-old son, Ramón Arnaud Jr., set out for the lighthouse-keeper’s hut, accompanied by Randon. Álvarez, sitting outside roasting a bird, was in uncharacteristically good spirits; however, he was not happy to see Tirza Randon back so soon. “What are you doing?” he asked her, and attempted to shoo her off. Instead, she ran into Álvarez’s hut, returned with a hammer, and upon a signal from Arnaud, took the hammer in both hands, swung, and struck Álvarez in the skull. And then a second time. Arnaud sent her son inside the hut, and meanwhile Álvarez shook off Randon, grabbed an axe, and went after Arnaud. Arnaud yelled to her son to get Álvarez’s rifle. He did, but in the meantime Randon had landed another good swing on Álvarez, and he fell to the ground. She had most likely killed him by this point, but she allowed her rage to lead her to a knife, return, and stab the body repeatedly. In hysterics, Randon then began slashing at the dead man’s face. The dictator of Clipperton Island had met his end.

Even as the three still stood alongside the expired tyrant, little Ramón spotted something on the horizon that the community had not seen in nearly two years: a ship. The USS Yorktown was an American gunboat patrolling the west coast of North and South America, looking for German U-boats in accordance with a rumour that the Germans had established secret radio and submarine bases in the Pacific. Clipperton Island fell right along the Yorktown’s route, and certainly qualified as a potential hiding-place for the enemy.

The Yorktown circled Clipperton and made an attempt to send a smaller boat ashore, but the Americans were unable to reach the island and the boat returned to the ship. The islanders were devastated to see this retreat; just when they had caught sight of an opportunity to escape, it had disappeared. The women even briefly discussed whether they should just give up and either shoot each other or drown themselves in the lagoon. Fortunately, though, the Americans made a second attempt at sending their boat to Clipperton’s shores, and this time they were successful.

Arnaud met the Americans and frantically indicated the islanders’ desire to leave as soon as possible. Several members of the crew accompanied the women to the settlement in order to collect a few possessions, and others investigated the lighthouse. The Americans noted that the children were all small for their ages due to malnutrition; in particular, two-year-old Angel Arnaud was suffering from rickets and could not walk. Eleven-year-old Francisco Irra carried Angel on his back all the way to the American boat, and the sailors took the Clipperton Island survivors--three women and eight children--to the Yorktown. Álvarez’s body was left for the crabs.

Yorktown captain Commander Harlan Page Perrill later wrote in a letter to his wife:

"I noted the women and some children gathering along the beach and you can imagine my surprise when the watchers on the bridge reported that they were getting into the boat. Speculation was rife. When Kerr got alongside and made his [oral] report, he revealed a tale of woe absolutely harrowing in its details."

Navigator Lieutenant Kerr’s official written report of the Clipperton Island rescue divulged no details whatsoever about the anti-social lighthouse-keeper; Kerr and Perrill were both eager to protect Randon and the other survivors from the potential legal and social repercussions of the final altercation between the women and Álvarez. For seventeen years, neither man would say a word about what had really happened on Clipperton Island between 1914 and 1917.

The Yorktown briefly suspended its German-hunting and set a course for Salina Cruz, Mexico, where a number of the women and children had family members. They sent ahead a wireless message to the British consulate in the city asking for help in locating relatives. The islanders all experienced some seasickness but liked the environment of the ship, and the sailors grew fond of the children. On 22 July 1917, the Yorktown reached the mainland.

Right after the ship anchored, a boat appeared carrying Felix Rovira, the father of Alicia Rovira Arnaud. He had been regularly questioning Mexican authorities as to the fate of his daughter, only to have been told repeatedly – and erroneously – that all of the Clipperton Island colonists had died. Rovira and his daughter and four grandchildren had a reunion so moving that a number of the sailors burst into tears. A small fund that the crewmen had established to help the survivors start new lives on the mainland was turned over to them. The local citizens were deeply grateful to the Americans for the rescue, and threw a party at a local hotel for the sailors and the survivors.

Initially, Perrill had supposed Alicia Rovira Arnaud to be around forty years old. In reality, she was only twenty-nine, and the other women were several years younger. Nine years on Clipperton Island through an incredible gauntlet of hardships had taken their toll; however, eleven of the settlers had made it through. Their story was passed from person to person in subsequent years, and came to be known all over the west coast of Mexico.

Victor Emmanuel III of Italy finally made up his mind in 1931, awarding Clipperton Island to France. There have been occasional presences on the island since as the result of French/American military activities, scientific expeditions, and the occasional brief set of castaways. Ramón Arnaud Jr. even revisited the island with a team of biologists led by Jacques Cousteau in 1980; seventy-year-old Arnaud was pleased to see his place of birth in spite of the trauma. But no one has tried to live permanently on Clipperton since the last settlers were rescued by the Yorktown. Even without a crazed lighthouse-keeping rapist-tyrant, the island is very poorly equipped for comfortable human habitation.

TLDR: Lighthouse keeper takes island of women and children hostage, uses them as private rape camp. He ends up stabbed to death by the women before their rescued by the US Navy.

Josef K. Sourdust
Jul 16, 2014

"To be quite frank, Platinum sucks at making games. Vanquish was terrible and Metal Gear Rising: Revengance was so boring it put me to sleep."

/\ /\ /\ That was indeed drat interesting. Thanks for posting!

RNG
Jul 9, 2009

Pitcairn Island has a similar history, including everyone from Fletcher Christian (the lead mutineer on the HMS Bounty) to one of his modern descendants.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fletcher_Christian

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Following the mutiny, Christian attempted to build a colony on Tubuai, but there the mutineers met with conflict with natives. Abandoning the island, he stopped briefly in Tahiti where he married Maimiti, the daughter of one of the local chiefs, on 16 June 1789.[7] While on Tahiti, he dropped off sixteen crewmen. These sixteen included four Bligh loyalists who had been left behind on Bounty and two who had neither participated in, nor resisted, the mutiny. The remaining nine mutineers, six Tahitian men and eleven Tahitian women then sailed eastward. In time, they landed on Pitcairn Island, where they stripped Bounty of all that could be floated ashore before Matthew Quintal set it on fire, stranding them. The resulting sexual imbalance, combined with the effective enslavement of the Tahitian men by the mutineers, led to insurrection and the deaths of most of the men.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pitcairn_sexual_assault_trial_of_2004

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The remoteness of Pitcairn (which lies about halfway between New Zealand and Peru) had shielded the tiny population (47 in 2004) from outside scrutiny. If present admissions and allegations were to be believed, the islanders had for many decades tolerated what others classify as sexual promiscuity, even among the very young, in line with traditional values of their Polynesian ancestors and contrary to imposed Western values. This included a corresponding tacit acceptance of what is defined in the UK as child sexual abuse. Three cases of imprisonment for sex with underage girls were reported in the 1950s.[6]

In 1999 Gail Cox, a police officer from Kent, UK, served on a temporary assignment on Pitcairn, and began uncovering allegations of sexual abuse. When a 15-year-old girl decided to press rape charges in 1999, criminal proceedings (code-named "Operation Unique") were set in motion. The charges include 21 counts of rape, 41 of indecent assault, and two of gross indecency with a child under 14. Over the following two years, police officers in Australia, New Zealand, the United Kingdom, and Norfolk Island interviewed every woman who had lived on Pitcairn in the past 20 years, as well as all of the accused men. Simon Moore, an Auckland lawyer appointed Pitcairn Public Prosecutor by the British government for the purposes of the investigation, held the file.

Australian Seventh-day Adventist pastor Neville Tosen, who spent two years on Pitcairn around the turn of the millennium, said that on his arrival, he had been taken aback by the conduct of the children. But he had not immediately realised what was happening. "I noticed worrying signs such as inexplicable mood swings," he said. "It took me three months to realise they were being abused." Tosen tried to bring the matter before the Island Council (the legislative body which doubles as the island's court), but was rebuffed. One Councillor told him, "Look, the age of consent has always been twelve and it doesn't hurt them."[7]

Ernie Muppari
Aug 4, 2012

Keep this up G'Bert, and soon you won't have a pigeon to protect!
There's a documentary some friends and I watched about something in a similar vein called The Galapagos Affair: Satan Came to Eden

The best description of the whole mess I've found comes from some site called Rough Guides.

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In the 1930s, a string of deaths and disappearances among a curious group of European settlers on Floreana – which became known as the Galápagos Affair after the book by John Treherne – made the islands more famous to the contemporary world than even Darwin had done a century earlier. The story began with the arrival in 1929 of two Germans, Dr Friedrich Ritter and his mistress Dore Strauch. Ritter, a determined, vain and deliberately compassionless man, was pumped up on the ideas of Nietzsche and Lao-tze, and had pretensions to being a great philosopher, rather than breadwinner in a suburban Berlin household. Dore fell under his spell as his patient, and they eventually conspired to run off to the Galápagos Islands, no easy holiday spot, but the perfect place to found a dark Utopia and play out the roles of “philosopher-heroes”. Seeing himself as one of Nietzsche’s Übermenschen, Ritter refused to bring a supply of morphine with him, welcoming the test of beating pain “by the power of the will”. He had also had his and Dore’s teeth removed, preferring the reliability of a set of steel dentures – which they shared. He refused to show any love to his mistress, leaving her weeping on the lava when she couldn’t carry their supplies; he wouldn’t even clean Dore’s burn wounds after she’d knelt in red-hot coals. Towards the end he even beat her, but Dore claimed her devotion to him never faltered.

The couple lived alone on the island until 1932, when the Wittmer family – Heinz, Margret and their son Harry – arrived from Cologne. They were a far more practical bunch and stayed out of the way of their strange neighbours as much as they could. A couple of months later, a woman armed with a riding crop and a revolver, calling herself the Baroness Wagner de Bosquet and claiming to be an Austrian aristocrat, stormed onto the island with her two German lovers, Rudolf Lorenz and Robert Philippson. Her plan was to build a hotel for millionaires, the Hacienda Paraíso, which she set about doing, but before long it became clear to the previous settlers she was a compulsive liar and a sadistic megalomaniac. She took pleasure in treating Lorenz like a slave and regularly got Philippson to beat him. Soon she was treading on the other settlers’ toes, intercepting their mail left at Post Office Bay, stealing supplies left for them by passing yachts and declaring herself “Empress of Floreana”.

Matters came to a head during the long drought of 1934, when the Baroness and Philippson disappeared. According to Margret Wittmer, the Baroness said a friend was taking them to Tahiti, a story backed by Lorenz, who had managed to escape the household shortly before. But Dore claimed she heard a “long-drawn scream” coming from the hacienda and Ritter seemed unusually sure they had gone for good – even though all the Baroness’s belongings were where she’d left them, including her beloved copy of The Picture of Dorian Gray. “She won’t come back. Take my word for it,” he told Margret Wittmer. He was right – neither the Baroness nor Philippson were ever seen again.

After their disappearance, Lorenz grew increasingly desperate to leave the island and persuaded a visiting Norwegian, Nuggerud, to sail him to San Cristóbal. Nuggerud wasn’t keen: the sea was rough, he wanted to get back to his wife on Santa Cruz who was about to give birth to their first child and it was Friday 13th. Nevertheless, he relented; four months later, the desiccated bodies of both men were found on Marchena Island. Only a few days after this, Ritter fell gravely ill after eating a poisoned chicken cooked by Dore, who said she’d also eaten it, but was only mildly sick. His hatred for his mistress was remorseless and, just before he died, he wrote a final message to Dore: “I curse you with my dying breath.” Dore returned to Berlin, where she died, shortly after telling her story in the book, Satan Came to Eden. Margret Wittmer, who was the last survivor of the original settlers, died in 2000 aged 95, but the deaths and disappearances on Floreana are no closer to being solved.

EDIT: Though that article doesn't mention the fact that the Wittmers settled there because Heinz read some of Friedrich's crap that somehow got published, or that Friedrich was really pissed that he and Dore wouldn't have the entire island to themselves and went out of his way to make that known to the Wittmers. Or that Margaret Wittmer was Not Okay with her husband just moving the family to literally the middle of nowhere.

Seriously, watch the documentary, it's fascinating.

Ernie Muppari has a new favorite as of 10:14 on Feb 24, 2015

RNG
Jul 9, 2009

Ernie Muppari posted:

There's a documentary some friends and I watched about something in a similar vein called The Galapagos Affair: Satan Came to Eden

Yeah, it's on Netflix, it's definitely worth watching.

Kurtofan
Feb 16, 2011

hon hon hon

Nckdictator posted:

Lets talk about Clipperton Island.

http://www.damninteresting.com/the-tyrant-clipperton-island/









This is where things go bad.


TLDR: Lighthouse keeper takes island of women and children hostage, uses them as private rape camp. He ends up stabbed to death by the women before their rescued by the US Navy.

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Victor Emmanuel III of Italy finally made up his mind in 1931, awarding Clipperton Island to France.

I like stories with a happy ending :france:

KozmoNaut
Apr 23, 2008

Happiness is a warm
Turbo Plasma Rifle


Ernie Muppari posted:

There's a documentary some friends and I watched about something in a similar vein called The Galapagos Affair: Satan Came to Eden

The best description of the whole mess I've found comes from some site called Rough Guides.


EDIT: Though that article doesn't mention the fact that the Wittmers settled there because Heinz read some of Friedrich's crap that somehow got published, or that Friedrich was really pissed that he and Dore wouldn't have the entire island to themselves and went out of his way to make that known to the Wittmers. Or that Margaret Wittmer was Not Okay with her husband just moving the family to literally the middle of nowhere.

Seriously, watch the documentary, it's fascinating.
That is some Valhalla Rising-type hosed up poo poo right there :stare:

Centripetal Horse
Nov 22, 2009

Fuck money, get GBS

This could have bought you a half a tank of gas, lmfao -
Love, gromdul
Thread is currently delivering. More psychopathic island castaways, please.

Basebf555
Feb 29, 2008

The greatest sensual pleasure there is is to know the desires of another!

Fun Shoe

KozmoNaut posted:

That is some Valhalla Rising-type hosed up poo poo right there :stare:

Seems like it would make a great movie. There's like 4-5 awesome parts there that I could see legitimate actors being excited to play if it was done right.

nonathlon
Jul 9, 2004
And yet, somehow, now it's my fault ...

Centripetal Horse posted:

Thread is currently delivering. More psychopathic island castaways, please.

Have we done the Batavia yet?

Terrible Opinions
Oct 18, 2013



KozmoNaut posted:

That is some Valhalla Rising-type hosed up poo poo right there :stare:

Hopefully it'd be less boring.

bean_shadow
Sep 27, 2005

If men had uteruses they'd be called duderuses.
Behavioral Sink

What happens when you take rats and set up the grandest utopia that the rats could ever hope for---no worries about food, water, predators, weather and room? Total chaos and destruction, with a dash of a lot of the population not caring about anything anymore except to groom themselves.:

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Many [female rats] were unable to carry pregnancy to full term or to survive delivery of their litters if they did. An even greater number, after successfully giving birth, fell short in their maternal functions. Among the males the behavior disturbances ranged from sexual deviation to cannibalism and from frenetic overactivity to a pathological withdrawal from which individuals would emerge to eat, drink and move about only when other members of the community were asleep. The social organization of the animals showed equal disruption. [...] The common source of these disturbances became most dramatically apparent in the populations of our first series of three experiments, in which we observed the development of what we called a behavioral sink. The animals would crowd together in greatest number in one of the four interconnecting pens in which the colony was maintained. As many as 60 of the 80 rats in each experimental population would assemble in one pen during periods of feeding. Individual rats would rarely eat except in the company of other rats. As a result extreme population densities developed in the pen adopted for eating, leaving the others with sparse populations.[...] In the experiments in which the behavioral sink developed, infant mortality ran as high as 96 percent among the most disoriented groups in the population.

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No small part of this ugly barbarization has been due to sheer physical congestion: a diagnosis now partly confirmed with scientific experiments with rats – for when they are placed in equally congested quarters, they exhibit the same symptoms of stress, alienation, hostility, sexual perversion, parental incompetence, and rabid violence that we now find in the Megalopolis.

Here's a larger article about the experiment

Double Plus Good
Nov 4, 2009

Ernie Muppari posted:

There's a documentary some friends and I watched about something in a similar vein called The Galapagos Affair: Satan Came to Eden

The best description of the whole mess I've found comes from some site called Rough Guides.


EDIT: Though that article doesn't mention the fact that the Wittmers settled there because Heinz read some of Friedrich's crap that somehow got published, or that Friedrich was really pissed that he and Dore wouldn't have the entire island to themselves and went out of his way to make that known to the Wittmers. Or that Margaret Wittmer was Not Okay with her husband just moving the family to literally the middle of nowhere.

Seriously, watch the documentary, it's fascinating.

Does it mention what happened to the Wittmer's son, Harry? It doesn't say what happened to him after his initial mention.

Ernie Muppari
Aug 4, 2012

Keep this up G'Bert, and soon you won't have a pigeon to protect!

Double Plus Good posted:

Does it mention what happened to the Wittmer's son, Harry? It doesn't say what happened to him after his initial mention.

The wiki on Floreana covers that part, but it's not very creepy.

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In 1929, Friedrich Ritter and Dore Strauch arrived in Guayaquil from Berlin to settle on Floreana, and sent letters back that were widely reported in the press, encouraging others to follow. In 1932 Heinz and Margaret Wittmer arrived with their son Harry, and shortly afterwards their son Rolf was born there, the first citizen of the island to have been born in the Galápagos. Later in 1932, the self-described "Baroness" von Wagner Bosquet arrived with companions, but a series of strange disappearances and deaths (including possible murders) and the departure of Strauch left the Wittmers as the sole remaining inhabitants of the group who had settled there. They set up a hotel which is still managed by their descendants, and Mrs. Wittmer wrote an account of her experiences in her book Floreana: A Woman's Pilgrimage to the Galapagos. A documentary film recounting these events, The Galapagos Affair, was released in 2013.

IIRC Harry (or their other kid who was born on Floreana, if forget if one of them died) is one of the people interviewed in the documentary.

Actually, I guess these parts of the wiki count as a little unnerving too:

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Due to its relatively flat surface, supply of fresh water as well as plants and animals, Floreana was a favorite stop for whalers and other visitors to the Galapagos. When still known as Charles Island in 1819, the island was set alight as a prank by helmsman Thomas Chappel from the Nantucket whaling ship the Essex. Being the height of the dry season, the fire soon burned out of control. The next day saw the island still burning as the ship sailed for the offshore grounds and after a full day of sailing the fire was still visible on the horizon. Many years later Thomas Nickerson, who had been a cabin boy on the Essex, returned to Charles Island and found a black wasteland: "neither trees, shrubbery, nor grass have since appeared." It is believed the fire contributed to the extinction of some species originally on the island.

...

The demands of these visitors, early settlers, and introduced species devastated much of the local wildlife with the endemic Floreana tortoise being declared extinct and the endemic Floreana mockingbird becoming extirpated on the island (the few remaining are found on the nearby islands of Gardiner and Champion).

When Charles Darwin visited the island in 1835, he found no sign of its native tortoise and assumed that whalers, pirates, and human settlers had wiped them out. Since about 1850, no tortoises have been found on the island (except for one or two introduced animals kept as pets by the locals), and the International Union for Conservation of Nature classified the Floreana tortoise (Chelonoidis elephantopus sometimes called Chelonoidis nigra) as extinct. However, it may be that there are pure Floreana tortoises living on other islands in the archipelago.

Nckdictator
Sep 8, 2006
Just..someone
Rogue Waves are horrifying. Though, can anyone clarify "About one ship is lost every week in the world's oceans, mostly due to poor seamanship or severe weather."?

http://www.damninteresting.com/monster-rogue-waves/

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KqzHNWh_ec0


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For centuries sailors have been telling stories of encountering monstrous ocean waves which tower over one hundred feet in the air and toss ships about like corks. Historically oceanographers have discounted these reports as tall tales-- the embellished stories of mariners with too much time at sea. But in the last eleven years scientists have discovered strong evidence indicating that such massive rogue waves do exist. The phenomenon has become the subject of recent scientific study, but their origin remains a mystery of the deep.

About one ship is lost every week in the world's oceans, mostly due to poor seamanship or severe weather. But it now seems likely that at least a small percentage of sea disappearances are due to encounters with these destructive waves. Over the years experienced captains have made very credible reports of meeting behemoth waves which appear spontaneously, cause extensive damage to their ships, and shrug back into the sea just as mysteriously as they had appeared. One account describes the appearance of a giant wave trough which onlookers likened to a "hole in the sea", followed by a twelve-story-tall "wall of water." To further compound the mystery, some such waves have been said to appear mid-ocean, and often in calm weather.

On the open sea, waves can commonly reach seven meters in height; or even up to fifteen in extreme weather. In contrast, some reported rogue waves have exceeded thirty meters in height. Curiously, rogue waves are often seen traveling against the prevailing current and wave directions; and unlike a tsunami, rogue waves are localized and very short-lived. Most modern merchant vessels are designed to withstand about fifteen tons of pressure per square meter, but these unusual waves exert a pressure of about one hundred tons per square meter. Needless to say, a rogue wave means big trouble for any ship it meets.

Encounters with rogue waves have been rare but memorable. In 1933 in the North Pacific, the US Navy transport USS Ramapo triangulated a rogue wave at thirty-four meters in height. In 1942, the RMS Queen Mary was transporting 15,000 US troops to Europe when it was hit by a twenty-three meter wave and nearly capsized. The giant vessel listed by about 52 degrees due to the impact, after which it slowly righted itself.

In 1978, the 37,000-ton MS Munchen radioed a garbled distress call from the mid-Atlantic. When rescuers arrived, they found only "a few bits of wreckage," including an unlaunched lifeboat with one of its attachment pins "twisted as though hit by an extreme force." It is now believed that a rogue wave hit the ship, causing it to capsize and sink. No survivors were ever found.

In 1996, the Queen Elizabeth 2 encountered a rogue wave of twenty-nine meters, which the Captain said "came out of the darkness" and "looked like the White Cliffs of Dover." London newspapers said that the captain situated the vessel to "surf" the wave to avoid being sunk.

Despite these and other encounters with rogue waves, scientists long rejected such claims as unlikely. Anecdotal evidence is often unreliable, so researchers used computer modelling to predict the likelihood of such massive waves. Oceanographers' findings indicated that waves higher than fifteen meters were probably very rare events, occurring perhaps once in 10,000 years. That all changed in 1995 when a freak wave hit the Draupner North Sea oil platform. The oil rig swayed a little, suffering minor damage, but its onboard measuring equipment successfully recorded the wave height at nineteen meters.

More recently, satellite photos and radar imagery have documented the existence of numerous rogue waves, and it turns out that they are far more common than previously thought. During a three-week study in 2001, radar scanning detected ten monster waves in a 1.5 million square kilometer area. Satellites and direct observations have also established that rogue waves can happen anywhere, but they are most numerous in the North Atlantic and off the western shore of South Africa. In spite of their frequency, monster waves rarely meet with sea vessels because they are so short-lived.

The cause of rogue waves is still an area of active research. One theory under investigation cites "constructive interference," which is a result of several smaller waves overlapping in phase, combining to produce one massive wave. Another working hypothesis is based on the "non-linear Schrödinger effect," in which energy is "soaked up" from neighboring waves to create a monster wave. Still other researchers are looking into the possibility that wave energy is being focused by the surrounding environments, or that wind action on the surface is amplifying existing effects.

Science is necessarily skeptical of things which are beyond our observation, but now that rogue waves are a measurable phenomenon they have been officially upgraded from legend to reality. This recent finding is very telling about how little we really know about our world's oceans, and how many secrets the sea must still hold.

FourLeaf
Dec 2, 2011

outlier posted:

Have we done the Batavia yet?

Here ya go:

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On 27 October 1628, the newly built Batavia, commissioned by the Dutch East India Company, sailed from Texel for the Dutch East Indies, to obtain spices. It sailed under commandeur and opperkoopman (upper- or senior merchant) Francisco Pelsaert, with Ariaen Jacobsz serving as skipper. These two had previously encountered each other in Surat, India. Although some animosity had developed between them there, it is not known whether Pelsaert even remembered Jacobsz when he boarded Batavia. Also on board was the onderkoopman (under- or junior merchant) Jeronimus Cornelisz, a bankrupt pharmacist from Haarlem who was fleeing the Netherlands, in fear of arrest because of his heretical beliefs associated with the painter Johannes van der Beeck, also known as Torrentius.

During the voyage, Jacobsz and Cornelisz conceived a plan to take the ship, which would allow them to start a new life somewhere, using the huge supply of trade gold and silver then on board. After leaving Cape Town, where they had stopped for supplies, Jacobsz deliberately steered the ship off course, away from the rest of the fleet. Jacobsz and Cornelisz had already gathered a small group of men around them and arranged an incident from which the mutiny was to ensue. This involved molesting a high-ranking young female passenger, Lucretia Jans, in order to provoke Pelsaert into disciplining the crew. They hoped to paint his discipline as unfair and recruit more members out of sympathy. However, the woman was able to identify her attackers. The mutineers were then forced to wait until Pelsaert made arrests, but he never acted, as he was suffering from an unknown illness.

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On 4 June 1629 the ship struck Morning Reef near Beacon Island in the Wallabi Group, part of the Houtman Abrolhos off the Western Australian coast. Of the 322 aboard, most of the passengers and crew managed to get ashore, although 40 people drowned. The survivors, including all the women and children, were then transferred to nearby islands in the ship's longboat and yawl. An initial survey of the islands found no fresh water and only limited food (sea lions and birds). Pelsaert realised the dire situation and decided to search for water on the mainland.

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Jeronimus Cornelisz, who had been left in charge of the survivors, was well aware that if that party ever reached the port of Batavia, Pelsaert would report the impending mutiny, and his position in the planned mutiny might become apparent. Therefore, he made plans to hijack any rescue ship that might return and use the vessel to seek another safe haven. Cornelisz even made far-fetched plans to start a new kingdom, using the gold and silver from the wrecked Batavia. However, to carry out this plan, he first needed to eliminate possible opponents.

Cornelisz's first deliberate act was to have all weapons and food supplies commandeered and placed under his control. He then moved a group of soldiers, led by Wiebbe Hayes, to nearby West Wallabi Island, under the false pretence of searching for water. They were told to light signal fires when they found water and they would then be rescued.[3] Convinced that they would be unsuccessful, he then left them there to die.

Cornelisz then had complete control. The remaining survivors would face two months of unrelenting butchery and savagery.

With a dedicated band of murderous young men, Cornelisz began to systematically kill anyone he believed would be a problem to his reign of terror, or a burden on their limited resources. The mutineers became intoxicated with killing, and no one could stop them. They needed only the smallest of excuses to drown, bash, strangle or stab to death any of their victims, including women and children.

Cornelisz never committed any of the murders himself, although he tried and failed to poison a baby (who was eventually strangled). Instead, he used his powers of persuasion to coerce others into doing it for him, firstly under the pretence that the victim had committed a crime such as theft. Eventually, the mutineers began to kill for pleasure, or simply because they were bored.He planned to reduce the island's population to around 45 so that their supplies would last as long as possible. In total, his followers murdered at least 110 men, women, and children.

What makes it even shittier is what happened to that female passenger mentioned earlier, Lucretia Jans:

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In October 1628, Jans departed the Netherlands on the Batavia to reunite with her husband in Batavia, capital of the Dutch East India Company. On 4 June 1629, the ship foundered upon the reefs of the Houtman Abrolhos Islands off the Western coast of Australia. The ship's commandeur and its skipper left with a team for Batavia to seek help. Meanwhile, the crew mutinied under the leadership of Jeronimus Cornelisz, with the intent of creating a pirate ship. The women were used as sex slaves, but Cornelisz reserved Jans for himself.

When the rescue team arrived from Batavia, Cornelisz was executed at the scene of the crime, and the rest were put on trial in Batavia. During the trial, it was alleged that Jans was guilty of "provocation, encouraging evil acts and murdering the survivors ... some of whom lost their lives owing to her backhandedness". Jans was put on trial and denied the charges. The court applied for permission to torture her, but it is unknown whether such permission were granted; she seems to have been acquitted of the charges. She returned to the Netherlands in 1635.

Even if she was acquitted, it sucks that she was put on trial and possibly tortured for being "molested" and raped numerous times.

Rochallor
Apr 23, 2010

ふっっっっっっっっっっっっck

The horrible rape island stuff is crazy enough, but I love that Mexico seized the island from the US by distracting a couple of guys there long enough to hoist the Mexican flag over it, and the US's response was apparently, "Well, fair's fair. Here's the keys."

Anoia
Dec 31, 2003

"Sooner or later, every curse is a prayer."
Modern ghost ships like the Kaz II are pretty freaky. You'd think it wouldn't happen with all the technology we have, and yet...

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On Friday, 20 April, the Kaz II was towed into the Townsville port for forensic examination.[4] On 21 April, Police Sergeant Bardell and Sergeant Molloy searched the ship for signs of foul play or third-party involvement; no evidence for this was found. They found the cabin to be neat and tidy apart from some magazines, a piece of newspaper, and a wine cask which were lying on the floor. It was later determined that these items ended up on the floor while the ship was being towed to shore. In the sink were a few butter knives and, on a bench in the galley, a plastic sheath of fishing knives was found. They did not appear to have been used recently. Under Batten's bed, in a sealed container, the investigators found a firearm and some ammunition, none of which was apparently missing. In a drawer they found an additional single bullet of the same caliber.[7]

After analyzing data about the Kaz II '​s course from the ship's GPS system, police say that on the morning of her departure from Airlie Beach the ship was steered in northeast direction, into an area where squalls and rough seas were building. On that same day, late in the afternoon, the GPS data showed her to be adrift.[8] The investigators also recovered a video recording that showed footage taken by the crew during their trip. It revealed some clues as to the men's last day. The last footage, filmed by James Tunstead on 15 April at 10:05 AM, shortly before the men disappeared, showed, among other things:[7]

•Batten was at the helm.
•Peter Tunstead is sitting on the aft stairway of the boat; he is fishing.
•A long white rope can be seen trailing behind the boat.
•The engine is not running.
•Fenders can be seen hanging from safety rails on both sides of the boat.
•The camera is panned 360 degrees and shows islands and surroundings; this helped investigators pinpoint the exact location of the ship.
•The sea is choppy and none of the men are wearing a life jacket.
•Tunstead's shirt and glasses are not in the place where they were later found.

There's several theories to what happened, including a freak wave, but nobody knows for certain and the fact the cabin was tidy just makes it weirder.

I was trying to find something about another case with a retired couple that vanished from their yacht in the Atlantic, with (I think) all their valuables still on board, but came up empty handed.

Basebf555
Feb 29, 2008

The greatest sensual pleasure there is is to know the desires of another!

Fun Shoe

Anoia posted:

Modern ghost ships like the Kaz II are pretty freaky. You'd think it wouldn't happen with all the technology we have, and yet...


There's several theories to what happened, including a freak wave, but nobody knows for certain and the fact the cabin was tidy just makes it weirder.


Well if the video shows them bullshitting on the boat not wearing lifejackets, they probably were hit by a wave they didn't see coming and swept overboard.

RNG
Jul 9, 2009

Centripetal Horse posted:

Thread is currently delivering. More psychopathic island castaways, please.

It's a long read, and more :iia: than :stare:, but The Imperial Trans-Antarctic Expedition.

I guess the things that would make it fit this thread are that everyone went a little crazy from eating food out of cans that had been soldered shut with lead, and they had to eat the sled dogs. :(

nonathlon
Jul 9, 2004
And yet, somehow, now it's my fault ...
For more on the Batavia, read Batavia's Graveyard by Mike Dash, which goes in all sorts of depth about the characters on the crew, the way the Dutch mercantile system worked, navigation, etc.

Josef K. Sourdust
Jul 16, 2014

"To be quite frank, Platinum sucks at making games. Vanquish was terrible and Metal Gear Rising: Revengance was so boring it put me to sleep."

RNG posted:

It's a long read, and more :iia: than :stare:, but The Imperial Trans-Antarctic Expedition.

I guess the things that would make it fit this thread are that everyone went a little crazy from eating food out of cans that had been soldered shut with lead, and they had to eat the sled dogs. :(

For goons wishing to follow up the madness and bravery of human beings in the ant/arctic regions, check out a page dedicated to the subject here:

http://forums.somethingawful.com/showthread.php?threadid=3655083 :skeltal:

Basebf555 posted:

Well if the video shows them bullshitting on the boat not wearing lifejackets, they probably were hit by a wave they didn't see coming and swept overboard.

Sounds good only problem is that the ship's interior was undisturbed. Any really large wave would probably have shaken up the interior. :iiam:

Nckdictator posted:

Rogue Waves are horrifying.


Good BBC documentary on the subject: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0YVZn46KgTs

Rabbit Hill
Mar 11, 2009

God knows what lives in me in place of me.
Grimey Drawer

Ernie Muppari posted:

quote:

When still known as Charles Island in 1819, the island was set alight as a prank by helmsman Thomas Chappel from the Nantucket whaling ship the Essex. Being the height of the dry season, the fire soon burned out of control. The next day saw the island still burning as the ship sailed for the offshore grounds and after a full day of sailing the fire was still visible on the horizon. Many years later Thomas Nickerson, who had been a cabin boy on the Essex, returned to Charles Island and found a black wasteland: "neither trees, shrubbery, nor grass have since appeared." It is believed the fire contributed to the extinction of some species originally on the island..
Welp, add this fucker to the list of worst humans in history.

RNG
Jul 9, 2009

Josef K. Sourdust posted:

For goons wishing to follow up the madness and bravery of human beings in the ant/arctic regions, check out a page dedicated to the subject here:

http://forums.somethingawful.com/showthread.php?threadid=3655083 :skeltal:


Oh, nice! Lansing's Endurance was what got me interested in Shackleton, I didn't expect it to be such an epic voyage.

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FourLeaf
Dec 2, 2011

Rabbit Hill posted:

Welp, add this fucker to the list of worst humans in history.

In the same vein...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rQFSzoxFZcQ

quote:

The two ex-Boy Scout leaders who high-fived and cheered as they toppled over an ancient rock formation in Utah were sentenced Tuesday to a year of probation and a fine — but dodged jail time.

Glenn Taylor, 45, and David Hall, 42, pleaded guilty to lesser misdemeanor charges in Utah’s 7th District Court, The Salt Lake Tribune reported.

Taylor, who was captured on video pushing over the boulder — estimated to be about 170 million years old — pleaded guilty to criminal mischief. Hall, his cohort, pleaded guilty to attempted criminal mischief.

The men faced as many as five years in prison for their costly stunt last October in Goblin Valley State Park. Instead, Judge Douglas Thomas sought to punish the men financially.

Although an exact restitution figure has yet to be determined, they could fork over thousands in fines — money that would go toward putting warning signs in the state park, The Tribune reported.

They also must pay $925 in court fees and split a $1,500 investigative cost after engineers had to assess damages to the 2,000-pound sandstone formation, also known as a hoodoo.

After boasting online of the incident, the men told NBC News they had good intentions when they knocked the rock over, saying they were preventing it from hurting anyone.

“We did something right the wrong way,” Taylor said.

They were later removed from their leadership positions with the Boy Scouts.

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