On The Morning Of The 6th Of December, 2009, Susan Powell, From West Valley City, Utah, Took Her Two

The slaughter room of Meiwes. Meiwes posted an advertisement on ‘The Cannibal Cafe Forum’, stating that he was looking for a ‘well built 18-30 year old to be slaughtered than consumed’. Bernd Brandes answered the advertisement in March 2001. The two made a videotape when they met on March 9, 2001 in Meiwes’s home. The video consisted of Meiwes amputating Bernd’s penis as they attempted to eat it together before Bernd’s death. Meiwes gave him large amounts of alcohol and pain killers, 20 sleeping pills, and a bottle of schnapps. He was killed in the slaughter room. After stabbing Brandes to death in the throat, he hung the body on a meat hook, tore chunks of flesh from it and tried to grind the bones to use as flour. Meiwes ate the corpse over the next 10 months, storing body parts in his freezer under pizza boxes and consuming up to 20 kilograms of the flesh. 

According to prosecutors, Meiwes committed the act for sexual pleasure. 

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Typical Website Frauds!

These are some of the most often asked about pictures floating around the Internet at this time. The images are either outright frauds or accidental double-exposure

The rest are other examples of fakery. Images are quite easy to insert using PhotoShop or imaging software.

disarticulation of the four fingers and metacarpals.

Jean-Baptiste Léveillé, from Précis iconographique de médecine opératoire (A text book of operative surgery), by Claude Bernard & Charles Huette, Paris, 1848.

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Kajavia Globe was murdered in December 2015. Her body was found stuffed in a trash can and found by a horrified homeowner a day later. These unsettling images of an unknown person driving her car and using her credit card were captured just hours before she was found. The vehicle was later found abandoned. Although her boyfriend was charged with the murder, he claims that this was not him in the skeleton mask and was said to be “freaked the fuck out” by this surveillance footage.

Mikhail Kalashnikov, the man who created the AK-47 assault rifle, wrote a letter in which he professed his guilt and regret over his creation shortly before his death in 2013. He explained that he felt responsible for all of the deaths caused by his creation: “The pain in my soul is unbearable. I keep asking myself the same unsolvable question: If my assault rifle took people’s lives that means that I, Mikhail Kalashnikov, … am responsible for people’s deaths.” He expressed that he wished he would have created a tool to benefit farmers instead.

(this is a bit graphic) In Westphalia there's a horse museum which sounds delightful but in fact it's just row after row of incredibly macabre taxidermies that look like you're trying to toughen up the next generation of equine vets. There's an ancient horse grave with a graphic illustration of bronze age people beating that exact horse to death, there's a not-quite-right-looking taxidermy of a dam and foal of some extinct wild horse breed, there's the sliced up taxidermied head, there's Polydor (who's just taxidermied Polydor, they left him intact thank god), there's a dimly lit little room with a taxidermied mining pony hanging from the ceiling in a harness. Frankly I think we could've done with less taxidermy.

Pauline Parker and Juliet Hulme came from different worlds. Pauline’s father managed a fish shop while her mother, Honora Mary Parker, took in lodgers to make ends meet; Juliet’s father was a famous British physicist and her mother a marriage counsellor. Nevertheless, the two young girl were drawn to each other, perhaps due to their similarities in temperament.

Pauline’s education had not been of the highest of standard, but she was a gifted and imaginative writer, and Juliet was deeply sensitive to the point of being psychologically fragile. Over time, what started out as a friendhip became much, much more. The two adolescent girls - Pauline was 15, Juliet 16 - began to explore their sexuality with one another. As Juliet would later say, when they were together it was “better than heaven.”

Unfortunately events were conspiring to bring their relationship to an end. Juliet’s mother divorced her father, and the young girl was deeply traumatized when she caught her mother in bed with a new man. Soon after, her father announced that he was returning to Britain to take up a new post, and Juliet would be sent to live with relatives in South Africa where it was hoped her health would improve.

Both girls were devastated at the idea of being separated, but Honora Parker made no secret of her relief. She had grown suspicious of their friendship and the strange hold Juliet had over her daughter, so when Pauline begged to be allowed to go to South Africa too, she refused. In doing so she became the focus of the girls’ frustration and anger.

If Pauline was orphaned, they reasoned, there would be no-one to stop her joining Juliet in South Africa. As Pauline wrote in her diary on February 13, 1954, “Why could mother not die? Dozens of people are dying, thousands are dying every day. So why not mother and father too?” It would be one of the many diary entries that eventually helped convict her.

On June 22, not long before Juliet was due to leave, Honora Parker took the girls to Victoria Park for tea and cakes. After the treat, the three strolled in the park and when they reached a secluded spot, Mrs Parker bent over to pick up a stone that had attracted her attention. As she did, a stocking loaded with a brick crashed into her skull. Over and over, the teenage girls took it in turn to beat Pauline’s mother to death. And when they were sure that she was gone, they ran back to the tea kiosk, screaming for help and crying, “Mummy’s been hurt!”

Police found the stocking and brick close by Honora Parker’s body and the two girls were arrested. Both admitted that they had helped in the grisly task of killing Mrs. Parker and both were found equally responsible. After a sensational trial unlike any New Zealand had ever seen, the two girls were found guilty of murder on August 29, 1954, and - in view of their ages - sentenced to five years in prison each with the added condition that when they were released they could never see each other again.

The Man Who Answered A Cannibals Advert

Bernd-Jurgen Brandes, an engineer from Berlin, was willingly killed so that he could be eaten by computer technician Armin Meiwes.

Armin Meiwes claimed his fantasy of eating a person came from horror films. He stated his desire to eat a person developed in his adolescence when he felt ‘very lonesome.’

In 2001 Meiwes posted an advertisement to the then-active website ‘The Cannibal Cafe,’ a forum for people with a cannibalism fetish stating he was “looking for a normally-built 18- to 25-year-old to be slaughtered and then consumed.” Many people responded but then backed out; Meiwes did not force them to do anything against their will. Brandes responded and the pair met.

After meeting Brandes and Meiwes went to Meiwes’ home where they filmed Meiwes cutting off Brandes’ penis (with his agreement), it being fried with salt, pepper and garlic and the two men attempting to eat it together. Brandes swallowed 20 sleeping pills and a bottle of cough syrup. Meiwes then ran Brandes a bath and went to read a Star Trek book, checking on the victim every 15 minutes. When Brandes eventually lost consciousness, Meiwes stabbed him in the throat, hung him from a meat hoot and dismembered and ate the corpse, storing body parts in his freezer and consuming up to 20kg of flesh.

The case came to police attention when an Austrian student spotted another advertisement placed by Meiwes, police searched his home and found the video tape and he was then arrested. Despite his victim volunteering for his fate, Meiwes was charged with manslaughter and sent to prison for 8 years and 6 months, Meiwes was then given a retrial and sentenced to murder. In prison Meiwes became a vegetarian, he has stated in interviews that he believes there to be around 800 cannibals currently living in Germany.

Laurie Dann’s upbringing in an affluent Chicago suburb appeared unremarkable at first glance. However, beneath her seemingly normal exterior lay a complex and troubled individual. 

Known for her insecurities, Laurie resorted to plastic surgery at a young age in an attempt to alter her appearance. Although she attended the University of Arizona for some time, she never completed her degree. It was during her stint as a cocktail waitress at Green Acres Country Club that she crossed paths with Russell Dann, scion of a wealthy family. The pair became inseparable, eventually marrying in September 1982 and fulfilling Laurie’s lifelong dream of residing in a grand mansion.

Yet, as their relationship progressed, Russell began to notice increasingly odd behaviors from his wife. Laurie’s idiosyncrasies included storing makeup in the microwave, randomly tossing money into her car’s backseat, and putting away wet clothes. Her eccentricities gradually worsened, leading to her complete withdrawal from the outside world. She refused to leave the house and neglected basic household chores. 

The once-promising marriage reached a calamitous climax in September 1986 when Russell awoke to the searing pain of an ice pick stabbing him. Convinced Laurie was his assailant, he promptly alerted the police. Adding weight to his claim, a store clerk testified that Laurie had recently purchased an ice pick. However, as Russell had not witnessed the attack while he slept, the charges against Laurie were eventually dropped. The couple divorced shortly thereafter. During the divorce proceedings, Laurie’s ex-boyfriend from five years prior became the target of threatening phone calls in which she falsely claimed to be pregnant with his child. The harassment ceased only when her ex-boyfriend’s lawyer intervened and contacted her parents.

Following her departure from the marital home, Laurie attempted to pursue a career as a babysitter. However, her venture quickly soured as she faced accusations of theft and vandalism, including slashing furniture, rugs, and curtains in clients’ homes. With this business idea in ruins, she sought refuge in a dormitory on a college campus. Unfortunately, her stay there was also fraught with erratic behavior. Laurie hid rotting meat inside furniture and deposited trash in other students’ rooms. 

Seeking a fresh start, she moved to another dorm in Madison, Wisconsin, where her presence earned her the nickname “elevator lady.” Witness accounts painted a disturbing picture of Laurie aimlessly riding the elevator for hours on end. She continued her pattern of leaving decomposing meat around the building and even startled onlookers by appearing naked in communal areas. Just one month after her arrival, a dorm room was set ablaze. Although suspicions were raised about Laurie’s involvement, no concrete evidence was found, and she was never charged.

By this point, Laurie’s mental state had deteriorated to a point of no return. Tragically, appropriate professional intervention was never sought. After threatening a fellow student and slashing his clothing, Laurie turned to a more sinister act. She baked buns laced with arsenic and distributed them to various fraternity houses and local residences. 

In a separate incident, she attempted to take two children from a former babysitting client to a fair, but fortunately, the children refused to consume the poisoned milk she offered them. The diluted arsenic in the treats she had distributed caused no harm. Laurie’s descent into chaos continued as she tried to set fire to a nearby daycare center before returning to the home of her former clients and setting it ablaze. The family managed to escape through a broken window just in time. 

Unfazed, Laurie proceeded to Hubbard Woods Elementary School armed with two handguns. Upon entering the building, she opened fire indiscriminately, killing 8-year-old Nicholas Corwin and critically injuring five others. After shedding her blood-soaked shorts and improvising a makeshift bag around her waist, Laurie fled the school. Her escape came to an abrupt end when she crashed her car into a tree. 

Seeking refuge, she broke into the home of Ruth and Phillip Andrews, holding the terrified family hostage for six harrowing hours. Laurie claimed she had killed her rapist and was now evading the police. In a desperate struggle, Phillip managed to wrestle the gun away from her, sustaining a gunshot wound to his chest in the process. Despite his injury, he staggered into the garden while his family sought safety. Alone in the Andrews’ residence, Laurie turned the gun on herself, ending her tumultuous life.