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Austria Vs. Japan: “The Cannibal Of Japan”

i think this fits in the series?! probably a little more appropriate than the halloween costume edition

have you heard of Issei Sagawa? he’s the “godfather of cannibals”. if you don’t know him by that title, you might know him as THAT GUY WHO KILLED AND ATE A WOMAN IN FRANCE, ADMITED TO IT, AND NEVER WENT TO JAIL!

issei sagawa

in 1981, while attending the sorbonne academy, sagawa killed a fellow college student by inviting her over to his apartment and shooting her in the back of the neck. the obvious next step was to eat her butt.

” Suddenly a lot of sallow fat oozes from the wound. It reminds me of Indian corn. It continues to ooze. It is strange. Finally I find the red meat under the sallow fat. I scoop it out and put it in my mouth. I chew. It has no smell and no taste. It melts in my mouth like a perfect piece of tuna. I look in her eyes and say: ‘You are delicious.’ “

after eating some raw butt, he got out the old electric carving knife and sampled quite a few other parts of her body as well, trying a handful of cooking techniques. now, for most of us, becoming a cannibal would probably be good enough, right? well, not for issei… he decided this night was a good time to also become a necrophile. but don’t worry! issei isn’t just about fucking, mutilating, and eating humans, he also has a sensitive side – when he got tired, he brought the mangled corpse to his bed and lovingly slept along side it.

the next morning, he got up and decided to continue his feast. he would keep removing and preparing parts of her body until the flies buzzing around it became too much for him. when this happened, he began chopping her up into a bunch of little pieces that he would fit into his suitcase. this is the point where you would think the story would start to fall in line with other “chopping people up and putting them in containers” tales, but no, this one is special because most of those other stories don’t include a section where the killer gets aroused by his dismembment and uses a severed hand to masturbate. WOW!!

he fit all of the remains, minus some select pieces that he stored in his fridge, into a suitcase, got in a taxi, and went to a park to dispose of them. when some people saw him having issues with the suitcase, he panicked and ran off. human body parts were seen protruding from the suitcase, and the cops were called. a couple days later, sagawa was arrested and found to be TOO FUCKING CRAZY. he was put in an institution for a couple years, eventually being deported back to japan, where he spent aproximately one and a half more years in an asylum. then he was released. but don’t worry! this isn’t one of those cases where the disgusting murderer ends up living the rest of his days in squalor, shunned by society. no sir! issei is a regular damn celebrity; appearing on tv programs, writing restaurant reviews, and starring in softcore porn. he’s currently living in an apartment in tokyo, but has a passport to germany. THIS IS GOOD!?

issei sagawa

oh yeah. and he’s a painter:
issei sagawa painting
issei sagawa painting
issei sagawa painting

MORE INFO: 1. 2. 3.

you can find a documentary from 1993 on youtube right here. (i haven’t watched it yet, so i dunno if it’s worth it)

here’s a short piece about/staring sagawa:

and

here’s the video for “too much blood” by the rolling stones. the song was inspired by sagawa:

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Beati Paoli with Slyde and The Curse Of Hail 12/20/08

just wanted to remind people about the Beati Paoli show this weekend.

When:::Sat, December 20, 9:30 pm
Where:::The House Of Bricks – 525 E Grand Ave, Des Moines, Iowa (map)

myspace.com/beatipaoli
myspace.com/slyde
myspace.com/thecurseofhail

see ya there!

 

the illustrations compiled on the flyer were taken from a spanish horror magazine called “Delirium”, which i can’t find ANY info on, and a painting of st denis, by Leon Bonnat. st denis is a cool character because after he was beheaded at montmartre, he picked up his severed head and walked for TWO MILES, preaching a sermon the whole way. he’s also the patron saint of HEADACHES! no joke.

 

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Matt Argos: Sports Fashion Police

Stade Francais is rugby team from the Top 14, France’s pro rugby league. They also have the best jerseys ever.

2 seasons ago:

1 season ago:

this season:

 

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Phonautograms

http://www.firstsounds.org/sounds/

Please visit this page and listen to the brief sound clips on the page, mainly the first 3. These recordings were made BETWEEN 1857 AND 1860. WTF?! For those keeping track, that’s 20 years before Edison created the phonograph.

These recordings were made by the PHONAUTOGRAM. This device was created in France and was never intended to be used to play back sound. Rather, the machine made visual representations of the frequencies made by sounds. However, JUST THIS YEAR, computer technology was developed that can interpret the images and turn them back into sounds.

I got chills listening to these clips because 1) they’re mega creepy thanks to the distortion and 2) they’re from 1857! One consists of someone singing and one consists of some background noise followed by a tuning fork. The latter recording appears to be the first one to get restoration treatment and the last few seconds of the recording reflect that – it’s very clear.

The whole thing is sweet. Check it out.

 

kicknz

Re: Allison’s 2nd Amendment post

Fact: the United States has a much higher murder rate than other industrialized nations and a large majority of these murders are committed with handguns.

Okay, that’s a fact. I can’t deny it or dispute but I do have a hypothesis on the subject. I believe that violence has always been a vital element of our American culture, especially among common citizens.

I think the best way to test such a hypothesis is to compare crime rates between the USA and the other developed nations from decades ago when firearms were as legal in places like UK and France as they still are in the US. I know that’s quite a challenge and I don’t know where you’d even find such information but I do think you’d find that the murder rate in the US has always been higher than in other comparably developed nations.

But maybe not!

kicknz

europe trip: chapter 11 (find castle/lose bet)

4.13.08

2300 cet

today we found a castle. kinda. parts of a castle, mostly. we woke up and couldn’t decide what to do, but it was SOOO nice out that we just HAD to get out of the gite. so we flipped a coin. it landed on ‘go to coustaussa and play in a castle’. from the looks of it, coustaussa wasn’t much farther then the local super market, which we successfully walked to and from the day before, so we KNEW we could make it! and we did make it. we almost got run over a few times AND we got rained on a bit AND we had to stop for a snack a few times, BUT WE MADE IT!!!

coustaussa is seriously about the size of one city block, if not smaller. most of the buildings look like they’re falling in on themselves, and, as far as i could tell, it consists of 2 men and one dog. one of the men just drives up and down the hills in his old car all day. the other just sits outside yelling at the dog. but it’s very lovely.

coustaussa sits atop a large hill, or possibly a bluff, and as we got closer to the top, we could begin to see the castle. or what was left of it. turns out it’s just ruins now, but that didn’t matter to us! we HAD to get to it. it was the plan, after all. so, once we walked around the village 3 times, getting barked at by the dog repeatedly, we were sad to realize there is no real way into the ruins. it seems to be on somebody’s personal property, and you can only get to see it if they’re hanging around and feel like letting you in. on our way out, we snuck around one of the castle walls, but i guess the castle is still pretty good at being a castle, cuz we couldn’t penetrate it.

the rest of the day was rather uneventful. we strolled back to town and hung out at the gite, studying various things. then we made spaghetti. now we are here.

here’s another fun site involving coustaussa


on our walk, we passed this one solitary grave off the road.


it said something like, “he was my second father”


there she is!!


zoom x5


and this is the city


one of our snack breaks


cool hair!


the entrance to coustaussa


the main road


one of the other main roads


THE DOG!!! (what kind of dog is this??)


there’s that castle again!


we’re almost there!


CHOMP!!


this was actually really good


driveways


i think this is the church


this is the church for sure


natalie dancing again


here we are, trying to breach


giving up


the view from the castle wall


the view from the cherry tree


tryin to get a ride down


SHEEP!!!!!!!!!!

scott

europe trype pt 5

pupdate for sunday, april 6 and monday, april 7.

sunday, april 6.
number one lovely surprise: it snowed this morning, and we woke up to racheli throwing snowballs at my window.  she was SO excited but let me tell you, i guess being from des moines where the snowfall this year was epic, scott was just pissed about it and i, as usual, just wasn’t impressed.  so we went back to sleep ha.  when we finally got up, (a couple of hours later) the snow had completely melted and we were HUNGRY.  as it was sunday, most of the shops around my flat were closed, but we found this small kabab place on a side street, and ordered these immense falafels.  they were wrapped in tortillas so it was kind of like eating a mexican falafel but that was ALL RIGHT.

the falafels were actually really great.  that night dom’s dad came over for dinner (dom is my flatmate.  dom’s dad is my flatmate’s dad).  while dom and his dad went to the pub, my other flatmate racheli cleaned the kitchen?!  is that fair?  anyway, dom made really good vegetarian lasagna, and we made some salad and cooked some vegetables so it was pretty nice.

dom’s dad is really british, though.  as in, he was afraid to try the green tea i made, and kept asking to smell it and asking questions about it.  i wanted to just say TRY IT bro!  you’ll probably like it, for real!  oh well.

after dinner, scott and i looked through some dvds that racheli has.  let me be more precise.  racheli has a stack of about 50 cds that her father burned for her, from israel.  each dvd has at least 3 movies on it…i would say, of at least 150 movies, only four worked.  going through the dvds was hilarious, though, because even though some of the movies would work, her dad somehow wouldn’t have copied the entire movie?  so the end would be missing which essentially makes watching it pointless.  no END?  THE END.

monday, april 7.
my grandmother’s birthday!!  happy birthday!  i called her on the train to paris…but first……
we woke up relatively early (10), then packed for our trip to france.  it was RAINING (the weather is good and consistent, two bonuses), and we were trying to get to my bank before we left town.  we got stuck in traffic while on the bus, and finally just decided to make our way back to the train station.  when we got there at around 3pm, though, we realized that the trains that had been scheduled to arrive at like 8am were just arriving.  AND, thinking BACK to earlier in the day when we had passed king’s cross (the train station), we remembered that there were photographers and ambulances; anyway, finally we gathered that there had been a ‘suspect package’ and that king’s cross had been closed for two hours in the morning, so everything was delayed.  we were only about an hour and a half late arriving to paris, though.  yay!

we made it to the place we are staying, which is NICE.  it is the apartment my friend alixandra is renting, and she has the master bedroom (come to think of it, so do i, but mine is smaller than her bathroom).  anyway, three levels with wooden floors, and a bathtub, and a gorgeous kitchen.  her family is in paris this week, as well, but they are staying in another apartment across town that they are renting.  they had made a copious amount of really tasty mexican food for us, which was READY when we arrived and we just ate and THEN we had BROWNIES and they were GREAT.  i love her family, so we just sat around talking until they were tired enough to go home.

after that, scott and i watched cloverfield, which he liked and which i thought was all right, but i still wasn’t a huge fan for several reasons.  first, putting the camera in one of the character’s hands as a documentary type film is just an excuse to make a low budget, poorly filmed feature.  second, i understand what the director was going for, but there have been numerous movies, among them the blair witch project, that have used this method, which made it seem highly unoriginal to me haha.  third, cool acting!  i DID really like the monster, so that was the only salvagable item in the film.  oh no i guess i am really judgmental heh.

i miss some people at home and i especially miss my little nephew who is decent!


cool concert!


BOY was this place PACKED


on the TRIP


this happened on the trip


MEXICAN DINNER IN SPAIN WHAT A SURPRISE

natalie