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How to Convince People That You’re Jesus in 5 Easy Steps

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“Turin shroud positive and negative displaying original color information” by Dianelos GeorgoudisOwn work. Licensed under CC BY-SA 3.0 via Commons.

So you want people to believe that you’re Jesus Christ. Or, if you don’t want to be tied down to anything so specific as Jesus, then you at least want people to think you are the physical embodiment of God on earth.

Who wouldn’t want this? The list of benefits is as long as my arm. First off, if you’re a man (and generally speaking, it mostly seems to be men who reach for this dream), then you get to have sex with all the women in the congregation. Which if you think about it, is an incredible privilege for the women. I mean, you’re having sex with some gullible, emotionally fractured woman. That woman, on the other hand, is having SEX WITH GOD. Where to even begin?… Read the rest

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A Transcendental Ride

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It was a dark and stormy, clear summer’s day around high noon, as I rolled through the Elysian Fields that is the Mission District of San Francisco, when,

“Cha-ching! – 186 Liberty. Quigley. Dispatch.”

I ‘Accept’.

And I zoom across 20th Street, passing that majestic view of the city over Dolores Park, before turning a quick right onto Dolores proper, and then an immediate left up high on Liberty. As I pull up to 186, I witness what I believe to be my “Quigley” wrestling out in front of a florally manicured Victorian with several large Hefty bags.

I veer to a stop and yell out of my taxi’s shotgun window to the middle-aged woman all caked in layers of vibrant make-up and adorned with large ornate brass earrings that dangle down over her flowing, paisley-patterned robes. She’s huffing up a storm and wincing with each limping tug at her bags, as multiple necklaces of various lengths of colorful concentric rings of turquoise, crystal and earth-toned wood beads repeatedly flop against them, failing in their collective work to hold down the fort that is my potential passenger’s more than ample chest.

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This Guy’s Been Pissing Off His Neighbors with Outdoor Fetish Gatherings

this-guys-open-air-fetish-gatherings-in-rural-wales-have-been-pissing-off-his-neighbours-body-image-1440079103-size_1000Guy Masterleigh is the leader of the Tawsingham Society, which is a heritage-themed fetish group. Their outdoor meetings have pissed the neighbors. Vice sits down with Masterleigh to discuss the outrage his society has caused.

Becky Lamming via Vice:

A British heritage-themed fetish meeting group known as the Tawsingham Society was in the news this week for upsetting the neighbors. “We are in the school holidays and we like to get our kids out from computer games to enjoy our fabulous environment,” said one local from Bancyffordd in Wales. “Please do not permit outsiders to bring their disgusting habits here and tempt our young folk.”

Away from Bancyffordd, reactions were less negative. Many online commenters asked for the postcode and the incident netted the Tawsingham Society 50 new Facebook followers.

The leader of the society, Guy Masterleigh, has been running the fun and games at the site in Wales for six years.

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Asshole Millionaire Fined For Building Patio with Children’s Gravestones

Holy shit. Is this guy a super villain? Someone write this into the next season of Daredevil.

Millionaire, Kim Davies, built a depraved patio out of children’s headstones stolen from a neglected chapel in Llechryd, South Wales.

Steph Cockroft via The Daily Mail:

Kim Davies, 60, took tombstones from a derelict chapel and cemented them to the walls of Llanwenarth House in Abergavenny, South Wales, where Cecil Frances Alexander penned the famous hymn.

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The Abandoned Chicken Church of Indonesia


Dubbed Gereja Ayam by the locals, the mysterious “chicken church” stands abandoned in the middle of a jungle in Magelang, Central Java, Indonesia. The church was built by Daniel Alamsjah (67) in the early ‘90s as a prayer house, but officially shut it doors in 2000 due to high construction costs.

One day while at his job in Jakarta, Alamsjah received a vision from God that instructed him to create a prayer house in the likes of a dove. Unfortunately, the building more resembles a squawking chicken than anything else. While many refer to the building as a church, Alamsjah tells Jakarta Globe that “it’s not a church. I was building a prayer house… a place for people who believe in God.” Thus people of all faiths have traveled to the chicken to worship and pray.

The prayer house contains over 15 rooms, some of which include beds and bathrooms. Alamsjah purchased the 3,000 square meters on Rhema Hill for two million rupees and, with the help of around 30 local villagers from the neighboring town, Dese Gomborg, Alamsjah actualized his vision.… Read the rest

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Man-Eater: The Life and Legend of an American Cannibal

51UDD4D3h1LA new book by American true crime author, Harold Schechter, examines the first known American cannibal, Alfred G. Packer.

In 1874, Packer and 5 other men attempted to cross the Rockies…in the dead of winter. After hardship fell on the travelers, Packer claims that the men killed each other over food. Once he returned to civilization, Packer admitted to eating his fellow companions to survive.

 

Man-Eater: The Life and Legend of an American Cannibal description via Amazon:

In the winter of 1873, a small band of prospectors lost their way in the frozen wilderness of the Colorado Rockies. Months later, when the snow finally melted, only one of them emerged. His name was Alfred G. Packer, though he would soon become infamous throughout the country under a different name: “the Man-Eater.”

After the butchered remains of his five traveling companions were discovered in a secluded valley by the Gunnison River, Packer vanished for nine years, becoming the West’s most wanted man.

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There’s a nail in the wall.
Well, no. Actually, it’s in a beam.
Across the alley on my neighbor’s roof.

I always liked that nail.
Sticks out about three inches.
It’s just so straight. So carefully hammered. With Love.

Sometimes, you can see its shadow on the beam, as the sun creeps across the sky over our roofs.
A jealous sundial.

Except, it’s not jealous.
It’s a nail.

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