If you haven’t heard, we may or may not have a gargantuan sea creature living in the deepest parts of the ocean. In 1997, the US National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration (NOAA) discovered an ultra-low frequency and extremely powerful underwater sound, which they named the Bloop. NOAA did not, however, discover the origin of the sound.
Here’s the recorded sound of the Bloop at 16x the original speed:
Here’s how the NOAA describes the Bloop: [it] rises rapidly in frequency over about one minute and was of sufficient amplitude to be heard on multiple sensors, at a range of over 5,000 km. Dr. Christopher Fox, a member of NOAA, believes it to be a man-made sound, such as a submarine or bomb, or a geological event, such as a volcano or earthquake. Unfortunately, no such recorded sounds of geological or man-made events matche the Bloop, leaving the case open for further investigation.
There are some individuals who believe the Bloop to be the sound of an unidentified gargantuan creature. To give you an idea of the size of the unknown creator of the Bloop, the sound is several times louder than the loudest known animal, the blue whale. But it’s not only the sound that we have to take into consideration, it’s also the location of the sound.
The triangulated origin of the Bloop is roughly 950 nautical miles from the precisely-described location of R’lyeh, the sunken extra-dimensional city in The Call of Cthulu. Are you starting to see what I see?
Underwater Gargantuan Creature
Located Near R’lyeh
The God of Chaos and Madness has awoken! His reign of insanity is the only explanation for our trying, troubled times. Gas price inflation, international wars, riots, genocides, rapes, uncontrolled law enforcement corruption, it is all the work of the Lord Cthulu. Our nations, our leaders, and our world is being bent to the ruling of his dead-but-dreaming idealism. If only HP Lovecraft was still around, he’d know what to do! (Or, at least, write a sweet story about it.)
We should take bets on which happens first: the Rapture or the reign of Cthulu. Maybe they’re two of the same? That certainly would explain Harold Camping blowing $140,000 on billboards.
Like everyone else, I spent my Saturday night huddled in the corner of my room, waiting for the onslaught of biblical fire. Coincidentally, a storm rolled over my house and every sound sent shivers through my skin. Is it happening? Is the Rapture here? What about Australia? Has anyone heard from Australia!?
But I awoke the next morning. I’m alive, I thought. I’m alive and the Rapture has already happened. I looked out my window and saw no one. Nothing was moving, not even cars on the road. Oh no, I’m the only one left. It calls upon me to fight off the hoards of roaming radioactive zombies. I scrambled to my computer, eager to find more survivors.
But there were no survivors, because there was no Rapture. No fire, no brimstone, no floods, no wailing of thousands as their souls were reclaimed by some fictional ghost in the sky nothing.
But what about the Family Radio website the one owned by Harold Camping the one that was claiming the world was ending on May 21, 2011? Oh, that’s right, they hastily redesigned their website, causing it to look even more like the 1990s.
Okay, let’s lay off Camping and his idiocy for a minute and turn to some other Rapture believers who are also in an awkward position:
The Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, or CDC, are now trying to help prepare people for the ensuing zombie apocalypse. (Finally, the government is taking this whole zombie crisis seriously!)
There are all kinds of emergencies out there that we can prepare for, says the CDC’s official website. Take a zombie apocalypse for example. That’s right, I said z-o-m-b-i-e a-p-o-c-a-l-y-p-s-e. You may laugh now, but when it happens you’ll be happy you read this, and hey, maybe you’ll even learn a thing or two about how to prepare for a real emergency.
Wait, if the government is publicly informing the masses about realistic zombie apocalypse prevention, does that mean they know something we don’t? Oh my, oh geez, I’ve read about those 2011 theories, and I knew the zombie apocalypse was involved. I think I’m panicking! Yup, I’m seriously panicking over here. CDC, you better start telling me what to do, or I might freak the frig out.
We’ve all seen at least one movie about flesh-eating zombies taking over…, but where do zombies come from and why do they love eating brains so much? The word zombie comes from Haitian and New Orleans voodoo origins. Although its meaning has changed slightly over the years, it refers to a human corpse mysteriously reanimated to serve the undead. Through ancient voodoo and folk-lore traditions, shows like the Walking Dead were born.
What? I already know all about how zombies come about, why they love brains, why zombie costumes are so popular, and why the show The Walking Dead was born. Fast-forward to the good stuff. I want to know about what I’m supposed to do! You’re not helping me quell my anxiety, CDC.
So what do you need to do before zombies or hurricanes or pandemics for example, actually happen? First of all, you should have an emergency kit in your house. This includes things like water, food, and other supplies to get you through the first couple of days before you can locate a zombie-free refugee camp (or in the event of a natural disaster, it will buy you some time until you are able to make your way to an evacuation shelter or utility lines are restored).
Wait a minute…hurricanes? Pandemics? What the hell does any of this have to do with a zombie apocalypse? Whatever, let’s see what you want me to include in my anti-zombie kit. I know it’s going to be something amazing, like nukes, guns, cybernetics, and all sorts of explosives, right?
Water (1 gallon per person per day)
Food (stock up on non-perishable items that you eat regularly)
Medications (this includes prescription and non-prescription meds)
Sanitation and Hygiene (household bleach, soap, towels, etc.)
Clothing and Bedding (a change of clothes for each family member and blankets)
Important documents (copies of your drivers license, passport, and birth certificate to name a few)
First Aid supplies (although you’re a goner if a zombie bites you, you can use these supplies to treat basic cuts and lacerations that you might get during a tornado or hurricane.)
A utility knife? What the hell am I going to do with a utility knife during a zombie apocalypse? Whittle something for the zombies? Oh, oh wait! You mean we should rely on nature for our anti-zombie weaponry, like wooden spears and all sorts of Rambo style traps. That makes so much more sense than stupid old guns and explosives. CDC, you’re an anti-zombie genius.
But what about my friends and family? Should I leave them behind, in fear that they may turn undead and consume me while I sleep?
Pick a meeting place for your family to regroup in case zombies invade your home or your town evacuates because of a hurricane. Pick one place right outside your home for sudden emergencies and one place outside of your neighborhood in case you are unable to return home right away.
Okay…you’re back to the hurricanes thing. Is this really a statement about a zombie apocalypse, or are you simply riding the undead genre to inform people about really useful information? Because I don’t care for useful information not one bit. Zombies, fictional scenarios, that’s what I’m here for, and that’s what I want to know about.
If zombies did start roaming the streets, CDC would conduct an investigation much like any other disease outbreak. CDC would provide technical assistance to cities, states, or international partners dealing with a zombie infestation. This assistance might include consultation, lab testing and analysis, patient management and care, tracking of contacts, and infection control (including isolation and quarantine). Its likely that an investigation of this scenario would seek to accomplish several goals: determine the cause of the illness, the source of the infection/virus/toxin, learn how it is transmitted and how readily it is spread, how to break the cycle of transmission and thus prevent further cases, and how patients can best be treated. Not only would scientists be working to identify the cause and cure of the zombie outbreak, but CDC and other federal agencies would send medical teams and first responders to help those in affected areas.
Now I’m all kinds of confused. This whole thing has been a ploy to get me to read information about hurricanes and other realistic disasters, but now you’re claiming to actually be prepared for a zombie apocalypse. Look, CDC, I can tell you right now, with those items included in your anti-zombie kit, you are far from prepared. You need bullets, guns, explosives, turrets, crowbars, grenades, tanks, nukes, and dragons. Zombies don’t give a flying flip if you’re carrying around bleach and a copy of your passport.
In 1964, Jim Templeton was enjoying an afternoon with his daughter. The two were at Burgh Marsh, which overlooks Solway Firth in Cumbria, England. Typical to any parent hoping to capture a moment in time, Templeton took a picture of his daughter. However, what resulted from that photo has become one of the most highly debated topics of ufologists and conspiracy theorists.
The resulting photo shows Templetons daughter, sitting calmly and smiling at the camera, with what appears to be a man in an astronaut suit in the background. Templeton claims that there was no such man when he took the photo, and he obviously would have noticed such a strange individual. The photo, since being released into the public, has come to be known as the Solway Firth Spaceman, the Solway Spaceman, and the Cumberland Spaceman.
I took the picture to the police in Carlisle who, after many doubts, examined it and stated there was nothing suspicious about it. The local newspaper, the Cumberland News, picked up the story and within hours it was all over the world. The picture is certainly not a fake, and I am as bemused as anyone else as to how this image appeared in the background. Over the four decades the photo has been in the public domain, I have had many thousands of letters from all over the world with various ideas or possibilities – most of which make little sense to me.
After the photo was published, Templeton says he was visited by two men, who claimed to be from Her Majestys Government. However, the men refused to show any forms of identification, and they referred to each other as numbers rather than names. The men asked Templeton about the weather and the local bird activity on the day of the photograph. When the questions were through, they drove Templeton out to the site, where they tried to force him to admit to falsifying the photo. He rejected and the men became angry, leaving Templeton stranded.
Throughout the four decades that this photo has swarm the mainstream media, Templeton claims he has never once received any financial return, nor has he ever hoped to. His only hope is to one day discover the mystery that lies behind this seemingly innocent photo.
When interviewed by the BBC, Templeton said, Who is he? Where’s he from? Those are the two questions we want answered.”
As if the photo is not strange enough, a Blue Streak missile launch at the Woomera Test Range, located in Australia, was aborted due to the sighting of two large men seen on the firing range. The men looked exactly the same as the Solway Firth Spaceman same build, same size, and same suit. At the time, the technicians working on the missile had not known about the Solway Firth Spaceman sighting; Australian newspapers had not yet printed the story.
While ghosts make great Halloween props, they don’t make the best housemates. Individuals sharing their space with a ghost often experience hallucinations, headaches, illness, feelings of dread, and even sudden death. But there could be a more easily explained reason for these sensations and ghastly sightings. Rather than looking toward the paranormal, we now look toward the scientific.
Carbon monoxide poisoning causes severe confusion and trauma to the brain. When exposed to high doses of carbon monoxide, an individual can suffer from dizziness, headaches, loss of judgment, nausea, and convulsions. All of these symptoms mess with the mind in some way, often leading to extreme visions and hallucinations. In some instances individuals experience dementia and extreme disassociation from reality.
In 2005, a 23-year-old victim of carbon monoxide poisoning was found delirious and hyperventilating. She told the paramedics who found her that she saw a ghost in the shower. One week before the accident occurred she had a new water heater installed in her house. It was installed incorrectly and was flooding excess carbon monoxide into the house. The ghost was a vision created out of her carbon monoxide induced hallucinations.
Countless individuals suffer from chronic low dose carbon monoxide poisoning, yet they are completely unaware of it. While these symptoms are not quite as intense, they are still vaguely similar to that of a ghost haunting: lightheadedness, depression, confusion, memory loss, nausea, vomiting, and headaches.
As a precaution, if you find yourself in the presence of a ghost, get your house inspected for carbon monoxide poisoning. It may kill the ghastly romanticism for you, but at least it won’t kill you.
The legend of the Flying Dutchman, a ghost ship that once struck fear into the hearts of countless sailors, originates from 17th century nautical folklore. The ship itself has been vaguely described by many sources, but all of them attest to its ghastly glow – a light that attracts sailors like a beacon or a lighthouse. It is said to be unable to make port in any harbor, doomed to sail the seas for all eternity, with its crew longing only to see their landlocked loved ones. But, more importantly, where did this legend come from, and why has it survived so many years?
In 1795, George Barrington wrote the novel A Voyage to Botany Bay. In Chapter VI, he writes:
I had often heard of the superstition of sailors respecting apparitions, but had never given much credit to the report; it seems that some years since a Dutch man of war was lost off the Cape of Good Hope, and every soul on board perished; her consort weathered the gale, and arrived soon after at the Cape. Having refitted, and returning to Europe, they were assailed by a violent tempest nearly in the same latitude. In the night watch some of the people saw, or imagined they saw, a vessel standing for them under a press of sail, as though she would run them down: one in particular affirmed it was the ship that had foundered in the former gale, and that it must certainly be her, or the apparition of her; but on its clearing up, the object, a dark thick cloud, disappeared. Nothing could do away the idea of this phenomenon on the minds of the sailors; and, on their relating the circumstances when they arrived in port, the story spread like wild-fire, and the supposed phantom was called the Flying Dutchman. From the Dutch the English seamen got the infatuation, and there are very few Indiamen, but what has some one on board, who pretends to have seen the apparition.
In 1803, John Leyden wrote:
It is a common superstition of mariners, that, in the high southern latitudes on the coast of Africa, hurricanes are frequently ushered in by the appearance of a spectre-ship, denominated the Flying Dutchman. […] The crew of this vessel are supposed to have been guilty of some dreadful crime, in the infancy of navigation; and to have been stricken with pestilence […] and are ordained still to traverse the ocean on which they perished, till the period of their penance expire.
In 1880, Prince George of Wales and his brother Prince Albert Victor of Wales, who were the sons of King Edward VII, were sailing across the sea. While off the coast of Australia, their tutor wrote:
At 4 a.m. the Flying Dutchman crossed our bows. A strange red light as of a phantom ship all aglow, in the midst of which light the masts, spars, and sails of a brig 200 yards distant stood out in strong relief as she came up on the port bow, where also the officer of the watch from the bridge clearly saw her, as did the quarterdeck midshipman, who was sent forward at once to the forecastle; but on arriving there was no vestige nor any sign whatever of any material ship was to be seen either near or right away to the horizon, the night being clear and the sea calm. Thirteen persons altogether saw her … At 10.45 a.m. the ordinary seaman who had this morning reported the Flying Dutchman fell from the foretopmast crosstrees on to the topgallant forecastle and was smashed to atoms.
Smashed to atoms is exactly what seems to happen to most that cross paths with the Flying Dutchman. From death and plague to sickness and vertigo, the Flying Dutchman seems to emanate an aura of doom and destruction, leaving very few to survive and return home with their stories of dread and despair.
Fear has always been an extremely powerful motivator. Whether it is the fear of failure, fear of death, or fear of humiliation, everyone has felt the powerful pull of fear. Similar to vampire, werewolf, and zombie folklore, the Flying Dutchman spread fear through the hearts of countless sailors, leaving them awake on dark and stormy nights. With so many testaments of its existence, it is no wonder that the legend grew and continued to thrive. Combine that solidified fear with 18th century forms of technology and you can easily see why so many sailors found themselves terrified by the unknown and unexplainable happenings of the Flying Dutchman.
But who knows, maybe it is real? Maybe one of us will find ourselves stumbling across it one day, with our atoms being smashed to pieces only moments later. Just to be safe, I’m going to remain on land.
Since the posting of our last article, some of our community members scoured the Internet for information relating to the baby born eighty-four days after its mothers death. While the story itself is absolutely astonishing and blows every part of my mind, the dedication of our readers is what truly impresses me.
One of our readers found this article, which goes more into detail as to who the mother was and what her age was at the time of death. Apparently, the mother was a 21-year-old woman, which seems much too early for one to suffer from a seizure. To quote Vonnegut, So it goes. Life comes and life recedes.
Now, the important factor here is, the woman was not officially dead as in, she was not a corpse, stiff as a board, cold and lifeless. She was clinically brain dead, so her mind was incapable of performing basic functions, like breathing and blood circulation. With the assistance of medical equipment, however, the doctors were able to perform these functions for her. This action saved the child and allowed it to live, and I am so happy to be living in an age of modern medicine.
The concept of a dead mother giving birth is still extremely creepy, yet not as rare as one may think.
To be quite fair, the creepiness of these stories is shed away with the understanding that life is springing forth from death. Whether you find it creepy or heartwarming, it really depends on your outlook on life. Are you going to dwell over the passing of life, or will you look toward the future with the onset of new life?
Its sort of the glass-is-half-full situation.
But, I am sincerely impressed with our community of readers. All of you pulled together and found some incredible stories about the previous post. What started as a strange 1988 Guinness World Record has now become an interesting flow of stories.
Anyway, enough about dead mothers and living babies, lets look toward the weekend and enjoy ourselves.
Last night, while lying in bed and thinking about my Halloween articles, I was reading through the 1988 edition of The Guinness Book of World Records. While I was happily flipping the pages and feeling slightly ashamed over my lack of any records, I stumbled upon the craziest world record I have ever seen.
A woman, who had suffered a seizure and was pronounced clinically-dead, gave birth to a child 84 days after she died. As in, a corpse gave birth to a living child.
I’ll give you a moment to think that one over. Done? All right, lets take a look at exactly what this means.
I looked up the definition of clinically-dead and the definition does nothing to explain this phenomena. According to Wikipedia, Clinical death is the medical term for cessation of blood circulation and breathing, the two necessary criteria to sustain life.
Listen: Necessary criteria to sustain life. If blood circulation and breathing are the two basic functions needed to sustain life more basic than food and water then how did this corpse give birth to life? How did something that cannot even sustain its own life give birth to another life?
Is your mind blown yet? Because I’m about to have my own seizure over here.
As the record claims, the woman was kept alive via a breathing apparatus, like an iron lung or some other behemoth machine that whines and wheezes for you. Imagine a team of doctors pumping oxygen into a corpse for 84 days, monitoring the baby’s vital signs the whole time.
How did this team of doctors manage to keep the child alive? Eighty-four days of gestation is a long time, so how did they know she was pregnant? Where was the father? There are so many questions that this snippet leaves unanswered!
Unfortunately, I cannot find any further information on this topic. Never have I felt such depression from a Guinness World Record.
If you find any information, please drop me a comment. This mystery cannot remain unsolved.
Some people collect Halloween masks. Some people collect trading cards. Some people collect toy trains. Mark Voegel, 30, however, collected spiders, snakes, termites, reptiles, and loads of other nasty creatures. He was said to have more than 200 of these various critters contained in his Dortmund, Germany, apartment, including a black widow spider.
Unfortunately, in 2004, this specific black widow spider, which Mark named Bettina, was believed to be the culprit who dealt the deathblow to Mark. One bite and Mark swelled up like an unripe melon and he passed away in his apartment, alone.
Normally, when someone suddenly disappears for days and days, someone is bound to notice. But Mark Voegel never let anyone visit his apartment. He was dead for somewhere between seven to fourteen days before investigators received a complaint about the smell emanating from Marks apartment. When the investigators arrived, they described his apartment as a zoo and a jungle.
Somewhere during the days when Marks corpse lay in his apartment, the heating systems for his creatures tanks exploded, releasing hundreds of these creepy crawlies. Since there was no one there to feed them, they had to make due with what was available – Mark Voegels corpse, being the main source of nutrition.
A police officer on the scene said, It was like a horror movie. His corpse was over the sofa. Giant webs draped him, spiders were all over him. They were coming out of his nose and his mouth. There was everything there one could imagine in the world of reptiles. Larger pieces of flesh torn off by the lizards were scooped up and taken back to the webs of tarantulas and other bird-eating spiders.
Mark Voegel was consumed by his hobbies, literally.
First, I want to warn everyone that this article may not be safe for work (or even safe for life). Edward Gein was one of the creepiest, craziest, and most deranged individuals to have ever lived, and he is the core inspiration for countless horror characters, films, books, and plays.
Characters inspired by Edward Gein:
Norman Bates (Psycho)
Leatherface (The Texas Chainsaw Massacre)
Buffalo Bill (The Silence of the Lambs)
Who is Edward Gein?
Edward Gein was an American murderer and body snatcher. He would sneak into gravesites and exhume corpses, bringing their remains back to his humble abode. With these remains, he would fashion clothing, furniture, and other knickknacks. When investigated, Gein admitted to making as many as 40 trips to three local graveyards near his house, yet he claimed to be in a daze-like state during most of those trips.
Similarity to Norman Bates:
Similar to the character seen in Psycho, Gein had an odd fascination with corpses that resembled his mother, and he would only exhume the graves of recently buried middle-aged women.
When Geins mother died, Gein remained in the house, yet he boarded up most of the rooms used by his mother. He lived in a small room next to the kitchen.
Similarity to Leatherface:
Leatherfaces name stems from his masks crafted from human skin. When the police finally raided Geins house, they found nine masks of human skin, among other paraphernalia crafted from human remains.
In the original film depicting Leatherface, he wore three different masks, with each one representing a different personality. Edward Gein claimed that his fascination of masks fashioned from human skin came from his struggle with his sexuality and his personality.
Similarity to Buffalo Bill:
If you have seen The Silence of the Lambs, you understand the creepiness of Buffalo Bill, and you may also remember his infamous dress fashioned from human skin. Yup, that’s not just a fictionalized creation of someones morbid mind. An incomplete skin dress was found in Edward Geins house. If that doesn’t make your skin crawl, you have nerves of steel.