Events
The Christmas Day Massacre
Imagine it’s Christmas Eve, 1926. New York City is glowing under a light dusting of snow, the air is thick with the sound of upbeat jazz, and behind a few nondescript basement doors, the party of the century is in full swing. This was the height of Prohibition, a time when being a "dry" nation only seemed to make everyone thirstier. But while the flapper girls were dancing and the champagne was flowing, something dark was creeping into the glasses of unsuspecting revelers.
By KWAO LEARNER WINFRED12 days ago in History
Angry Writer Misinterprets Trump’s Immigration Ban: A Look Back
Everybody Knew What it Meant Nobody should have been fooled. The intentions for the executive order, which placed a temporary ban on immigration to the United States, targeted Muslims. Even its legal jargon couldn’t hide its intentions.
By Dean Traylor12 days ago in History
The Story of CineMouse
From Facebook Fans to Film Academy: The Story of CineMouse In 2015 in Bulgaria, an era when cultural institutions struggle to gather audiences while audiences effortlessly gather online, a curious reversal occurred in Bulgaria: a Facebook group became a film academy. What began as daily conversations about cinema evolved into a real ceremony, a real community and finally real awards. The project was called CineMouse, and behind it stood professor Peter Ayolov from Sofia University — lecturer in Media Scriptwriting and author of the book The Media Scenario (2026).
By Peter Ayolov12 days ago in History
The Man with the Bottomless Stomach: Tarrare, the 18th-century Frenchman who could eat cats, stones, and silverware.
The wet, rhythmic sound of a cat’s skull cracking between a man’s molars is something the French military surgeons didn't quite know how to record in their ledgers. It was 1792. The air in the mobile hospital unit smelled of gangrene, scorched gunpowder, and the visceral, overwhelming stench of the man himself—a vapor so foul it was said to be visible, a shimmering miasma of rot that rose from his skin in waves. Tarrare didn't look like a monster. He was thin. He was pale. His cheeks were a deranged expanse of loose, folded skin that hung like curtains around a mouth that could open wide enough to swallow a basket of apples whole. He picked up a live eel, bit through its spine, and slid the thrashing length of it down his throat as if it were a noodle.
By The Chaos Cabinet17 days ago in History
'Unknown life form' is the term scientists use to describe a 26-foot-tall fossil from 400 million years ago.
Prototaxites is a peculiar fossil that has baffled scientists for more than 165 years. It was odd even in appearance. It looked like a massive, leafless tree and reached a height of 26 feet.
By Francis Dami17 days ago in History
