Chinese Peacock Swallowtail Butterflies (Papilio bianor, Papilionidae)
by Sinobug (itchydogimages) on Flickr.
Beijing Botanical Gardens Butterfly House
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Cameron Hooker was born in 1953. As he grew older he read pornography, particularly that which portrayed women being tortured. He married his wife, Janice, in 1975. He fantasized about having his own sex slave and allegedly reached an agreement with his wife that she could have a baby if he could have a sex slave. After the birth of their child, Hooker kidnapped 20-year-old Colleen Stan in 1977 and kept her captive for seven years. She was whipped, strangled, burned, electrically shocked and raped. For much of that time, she was locked inside a box for 23 hours a day. She and Hooker’s wife fled together in 1984. He was convicted and sentenced to 104 years in prison.
These suicide notes were gathered at the coroners’ offices by a suicidologist/psychiatrist who asked to be anonymous. He edited identifying details out of the compiled manuscript, and he changed the names. But the text of each letter plus the age and sex given are real. All these people did kill themselves.
-Single female, age 21
My dearest Andrew,
It seems as if I have been spending all my life apologizing to you for things that happened whether they were my fault or not. I am enclosing your pin because I want you to think of what you took from me every time you see it. I don’t want you to think I would kill myself over you because you’re not worth any emotion at all. It is what you cost me that hurts and nothing can replace it.
-Single male, age 51
Sunday 4:45 PM. Here goes
To who it may concern
Though I am about to kick the bucket I am as happy as ever. I am tired of this life so am going over to see the other side.
Good luck to all.
-Married male, age 45
May her guts rot in hell — I loved her so much.
-Divorced female, age 61
You cops will want to know why I did it, well, just let us say that I lived 61 years too many.
People have always put obstacles in my way. One of the great ones is leaving this world when you want to and have nothing to live for.
I am not insane. My mind was never more clear. It has been a long day. The motor got so hot it would not run so I just had to sit here and wait. The breaks were against me to the last.
The sun is leaving the hill now so hope nothing else happens.
-Married male, age 74
What is a few short years to live in hell. That is all I get around here. No more I will pay the bills. No more I will drive the car. No more I will wash, iron & mend any clothes. No more I will have to eat the leftover articles that was cooked the day before. This is no way to live. Either is it any way to die. Her grub I can not eat. At night I can not sleep. I married the wrong nag-nag-nag and I lost my life.
to the undertaker
We have got plenty money to give me a decent burial. Don’t let my wife kid you by saying she has not got any money.
Give this note to the cops.
Give me liberty or give me death.
-Married male, age 45
You win, I can’t take it any longer, I know you have been waiting for this to happen. I hope it makes you very happy, this is not an easy thing to do, but I’ve got to the point where there is nothing to live for, a little bit of kindness from you would of made everything so different, but all that ever interested you was the dollar. It is pretty hard for me to do anything when you are so greedy even with this house you couldn’t even be fair with that, well it’s all yours now and you won’t have to see the Lawyer anymore. I wish you would you give my personal things to Danny, you couldn’t get much from selling them anyway, you still have my insurance, it isn’t much but it will be enough to take care of my debts and still have a few bucks left.
You always told me that I was the one that made Sharon take her life, in fact you said I killed her, but you know down deep in your heart it was you that made her do what she did, and now you have two deaths to your credit, it should make you feel very proud.
Good By Kid
P.S. Disregard all the mean things I’ve said in this letter, I have said a lot of things to you I didn’t really mean and I hope you get well and wish you the best of everything.
Cathy — don’t come in.
Call your mother, she will know what to do.
Cathy don’t go in the bedroom.
-Married female, age 50
When a “man” doesn’t know where to take his wife — then she isn’t a wife any more —
I hope you will be “free” to take anyone any place and I’m sure you will not have any trouble as to places —
Please don’t tell my mother the truth — your whole tribe is partly responsible for this — from your mother on down — hope they are satisfied.
-Single male, age 13
I know what I am doing. Annette found out. Ask Cara. I love you all.
-Widowed female, age 52 (Her husband died three months before.)
Please tell Ron’s folks I love them very much but my heart breaks when I see or hear from them. Also all our friends especially Irene and Charles and Ella I love them also. Forgive me for not seeing them.
Everyone seems so happy and I am so alone. Amy. I wanted to visit you but I am going around in a dream. Alice I wanted to help you paint but how could I with a broken heart. And my head aches so much any more my nerves are ready to break and what would happen if they did.
You will say I am crazy and I can’t go on this way just half living.
I loved this house once but now it is so full of memories I can’t stay here. I have tried to think of some way to go on but can’t. Am so nervous all the time — I loved Ron too much but is that a sin, with him gone I have nothing. Oh I have the girls and family but they don’t fill the vacant spot left in my heart …
Xmas is coming I can’t go on I’m afraid I would break down. I’ve thought of this so many times. I love every one but I can’t be one of you any more. Please think kindly of me and forgive me. I only hope this is fatal then I can rest and no more trouble to any one. Do with Lisa whats best I know she has been a lot of worry to mama and I’m sorry. I tried to keep the yard up that seemed to be the only comfort I had. I loved it but that wasn’t anything. I’ve lost every thing so why go on. I worshipped Ron and when he went I lost my whole world and everything.
I’m so tired and lonely.
There goes a siren. Oh how can I stand being left. I need to go to a Dr. but I am afraid. I’m so cold.
Mother Love, Louise
-Married male, age 40
Remember what I told you and always respect, protect and obey your mother and always remember that I love you so much. I am going to leave you forever because I am too sick to go on. God bless you my Son and when your time comes to go to Heaven you will find your ole Pappy waiting for you.
-Single female, age 16
Dear Mother & Dad,
Please forgive me. I have tried to be good to you both. I love you both very much and wanted to get along with you both. I have tried.
I have wanted to go out with you and Dad but I was always afraid to ask for I always felt that the answer would be no.
And about Bud, I want to dismiss every idea about him. I don’t like him any more than a companion, for a while I thought I did but no more, in fact, I am quite tired of him, as you know, I get tired of everyone after a while.
And mother, I wish that you hadn’t called me a liar, and said I was just like Hap. as I’m not. It is just that I am afraid of you both at times, but I love you both very much.
Your loving daughter
that will always
P.S. Please forgive me. I want you to, and don’t think for one minute that I haven’t appreciate everything you’ve done.
November 16, 1957 - Ed Gein enters a local hardware store owned by Bernice Worden early in the morning. Her son, Deputy Frank Worden, is there with her preparing to leave for a hunting trip. He reports that Gein asked Bernice to go rollerskating, but she turned him down, saying she hadn’t been skating in years. Gein then turned to Frank asking if he was going hunting, but Frank didn’t answer. He returned some time after Frank left, loaded a rifle he had taken off the wall with his own bullet, and shot Bernice. He loaded her body into the store’s truck and took the cash register. Frank came back from his hunting trip and discovered blood. Bernice was nowhere to be found. Ed Gein was immediately a suspect. That evening, two officers went to his home to investigate, and finding that the door was locked, they went to his shed. They went inside and panned the room with flashlights, finding the body of Bernice Worden hanging upside down, gutted and beheaded. District Attorney Earl Kileen said in regards to the findings in the shed, “It was the worst thing I’ve ever seen. I couldn’t sleep a wink Saturday night.” Gein was arrested that night, and a search began of his home, uncovering several items of furniture, clothing, and trinkets made of human remains.
This three-month-old puppy refused to leave the side of its dead sister after she was hit by a car. The heartbroken dog lay with the female puppy for two days until a kindhearted person buried her. Even then, its brother jumped into the hole too refusing to leave its companion.
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Cells Up Close
The images above all are runners-up in this year’s GE Healthcare Cell Imaging Competition. Each year, GE calls on healthcare scientists to submit the most compelling microscopy and high-content analysis images from their research. Click through the photoset to learn more about how these images were taken. Visit GE Healthcare to see more and vote for your favorite.
The Eleven Satanic Rules of the Earth
- Do not give opinions or advice unless you are asked.
- Do not tell your troubles to others unless you are sure they want to hear them.
- When in another’s lair, show him respect or else do not go there.
- If a guest in your lair annoys you, treat him cruelly and without mercy.
- Do not make sexual advances unless you are given the mating signal.
- Do not take that which does not belong to you unless it is a burden to the other person and he cries out to be relieved.
- Acknowledge the power of magic if you have employed it successfully to obtain your desires. If you deny the power of magic after having called upon it with success, you will lose all you have obtained.
- Do not complain about anything to which you need not subject yourself.
- Do not harm little children.
- Do not kill non-human animals unless you are attacked or for your food.
- When walking in open territory, bother no one. If someone bothers you, ask him to stop. If he does not stop, destroy him.
In Russia, heroin addicts who can’t afford their next hit have found an easier and much more horrifying way to get a fix. A series of reactions with over the counter painkillers and easily available chemicals can create a drug called desomorphine that has similar effects to heroin. As you can probably guess, cooking up painkillers, lighter fluid, and cleaning oils in a kitchen doesn’t result in a pure product. A brown gunk called Krokodil is produced. The mixture was named for its tendency to turn the skin of users scaly and reptilian as the toxic by-products eat away at the flesh. Heavy use leaves flesh grey and dead, sometimes rotting away to the bone. The results are truly disturbing.
first letter that the media and police called the killer Son of Sam from what he named himself in the letter.
The New York Daily News decided not to publish their letter straight away and ran a few tease articles over the next few days, then on the day they published the whole letter in the paper it soldout within an hour. They kept the presses rolling and by the end of the day they had sold 1,116,00 copies. This record was beaten when Berkowitz was arrested.
Born in 1962 into a wealthy Japanese family, Tsutomu Miyazaki had a congenital hand defect, such that he was unable to hold his hands palm-up. He was ostracized as a child and began to lurk around young girls, stalking them. In 1989, he kidnapped and murdered four young girls, mutilated their bodies and drank the blood of one victim. When his crimes were discovered, his father committed suicide out of shame. Miyazaki coldly regarded that as “just punishment” for not raising him correctly. He was executed in Tokyo in 2008.
November 9, 1971 - John List shoots and kills his wife, Helen, and mother, Alma, while his children are at school. When his daughter, Patricia, and younger son, Frederick, arrive home, he shoots and kills them. His older son, John Jr, had a soccer game, which John attended after the murders. When he brought him home, he shot him, but he began to convulse, which prompted John to fire several more shots into his body. He left them all in the living room on sleeping bags, except his mother, whom he left in the attic because she was too heavy.
Helen List (Family photo, bottom row, center)
Alma List (Right)
Patricia List (Family photo, top row, left)
John List, Jr (Family photo, top row, right)
Frederick List (Family photo, bottom row, right)
Virginia Woolf’s suicide note, written to her husband, Leonard.
At 11.30am, the weather in Sussex, England, is brisk, the sun shining. The large stones are smooth in her hands. Solid and heavy in her pocket. The bulge from her coat. Though she found herself in this exact position days ago, standing by the river, ready to end her life, she failed. She returned home drenched, shivering from the cold. But today she knows what to do. Today she has the rocks. Leaving her walking stick by the bank, she proceeds slowly, purposefully into the River Ouse. The water is cold and numbing. She moves father and farther into the high tide until she is part of the river. Until the voices in her head are silenced. She no longer hears a chorus of birds singing in Greek or King Edward VII spewing obscenities. There will be no more migraines, insomnia, shaking of hands, loss of words, or feelings of inadequacy. The water enters her mouth and lungs and engulfs her airways. Until she is unable to breath. It took three weeks for her bloated body to be found.
She met her husband, Leonard Woolf, a writer, through the Bloomsbury group, which comprise important twentieth-century authors who lived in or near London. Instantly smitten, Leonard proposed to her three different times. They married in 1912. While her family grew unsympathetic of Virginias mental state, it was Leonard who took care of her for the twenty years of their relationship. Though he didn’t know she had a mental disorder when he married her, he not only accepted the role of caretaker, but excelled at it. Married to Virginia only a year when her third breakdown occurred, he became her memory, recording in journals her every emotion, feeling, and action.
Virginia’s relationship with her husband was more of a deep, intense friendship than the traditional sexual relationship sought by most couples. Sexually abused by a half-brother when she was five or six, and again by another brother as a teenager, she found solace in women and had several lesbian affairs, most notably with poet-novelist Vita Sackville-West. From mid-1940 through New Year, the ramifications from the Second World War started to affect Southern England. Air raids and the mounting threat of the Nazi invasion worsened Virginia’s unstable state. She was concerned that Leonard, a Jew, would be taken away, that they would be separated. They decided that should a German attack happen, they would shut their garage door and commit suicide together with a lethal dose of morphine.
Leonard’s last responsibilities were to identify her body and have her cremated. He buried her cremated remains in their garden.