When my mom was little, her mother would tell her not to scratch her sister, because her sister might get blood poisoning and die.
Of course, this only encouraged her.
It’s easy to forget how recently minor wounds could kill someone.
But then you see this.
In a UK hospital, new drug “penicillin” being used on a human for 1st time: policeman Alex Armstrong, dying from infected rose-bush scratch.
— WW2 Tweets from 1941 (@RealTimeWWII) February 11, 2013
And this.
Penicillin’s effects on humans unknown- Armstrong chosen because infected scratch is certainly fatal; body’s covered in bacterial abscesses.
— WW2 Tweets from 1941 (@RealTimeWWII) February 11, 2013
The man’s name was actually Albert Alexander; I’m not sure where “Alex Armstrong” came from. He was a cop, but the day he got hurt, he hadn’t done anything more dangerous than trimming the rosebushes. A thorn scratched his skin. Two months later, he’d lost an eye to the weeping bacterial abscesses that covered his head and body. Staph and strep weren’t drug-resistant yet. The first injections made an immediate improvement. Sadly, there wasn’t enough of the experimental drug, and a month later, Reserve Constable Alexander was dead.
all the work while crying.
I’m sure that this doesn’t describe anyone I know. Or me. At all.
Don’t tell me…are they the same people who can’t spell “wear”?
Way to go, Gladiator Rock n’ Run…I will never do your shitty race. And I know it’s a shitty race, because if people can get their asses - no matter what size - to the starting line of anything, they should be applauded, not humiliated.
Does this medal make my ass look fat? I couldn’t hear you over the giant middle finger I’m extending your way, Gladiator Rock n Run. Everyone has to start somewhere. I hope it’s not with your shitty, fat-shaming race.
Sincerely,
Nina Bargiel
the slackmistress
1 Super Spartan
1 Spartan Sprint
1 Tough Mudder
1 Merrell Down & Dirty
2 Half-Marathons
I know where my Spandex won’t be going.
Love this.
laughingsquid:1927 Paramount Studio Map of Potential Film Shooting Locations in Southern California
This is spectacular.
The famous heavy weight boxing champion, Jack Johnson, his wife (former Everleigh Club prostitute) Belle Schreiber and their pit bull, 1910, Chicago.
Johnson would be the first person prosecuted under the Mann Act because of his relationship with Belle: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mann_Act
Jack Johnson never actually married Belle Schreiber, though they were together off and on for several years. She testified against him during the Mann Act prosecution, while Lucille Cameron, the former prostitute he did marry, refused to. See Wikipedia and Unforgiveable Blackness: Jack’s Women
(Source: calumet412)
A glimpse of the first photographic self-portrait by Robert Cornelius from 1839. Via fuckyeahhistorycrushes:
In 1839, a year after the first photo containing a human being was made, photography pioneer Robert Cornelius made the first ever portrait of a human being.
On a sunny day in October, Robert Cornelius set up his camera in the back of his father’s gas lamp-importing business on Chestnut Street in Center City, Philadelphia. After removing the lens cap, he sprinted into the frame, where he sat for more than a minute before covering up the lens. The picture he produced that day was the first photographic self-portrait. It is also widely considered the first successful photographic portrait of a human being.
[…] the words written on the back of the self-portrait, in Cornelius’ own hand, said it all: “The first light Picture ever taken. 1839.”