Fulani – Whipping Match
For the boys of the Fulani tribe of Benin to be considered men, they have to complete a ritual called sharo, which requires them to participate in a whip match meant to test their strength, self-control and bravery.
The Fulani are a nomadic people from West Africa. As a test of bravery and an initiation into manhood, two young boys from neighboring tribes are pitted against one another in a violent whipping match.
With help from their fathers, each boy chooses and sharpens a long, thin, branch that they think will inflict the most pain on their opponent. The boys then take turns striking their opponent three times across the ribs and back as hard as they can. The whole tribe will gather to watch the battle, and the winner is chosen by the crowd. The “winner,” by the way, is the one who opens the deepest, bloodiest wounds on his opponent, and who flinches less when his own insides are being exposed to the elements.
Armin Meiwes, a computer technician living in the German town of Rotenburg, was born December 1, 1961. He was described by neighbors as being “very childlike”, friendly, and a sensitive person. Little did Meiwes’ neighbors know that their local friendly handyman had some very dark secrets of his own. Armin Meiwes had a taste for human flesh, and his trial went down as one of the most extraordinary trials in German history.
Meiwes’s childhood was far from normal. He lived alone with his mother until she died. His mother kept a close eye on Meiwes accompanying him on dates and even on Army training excursions. Meiwes described his childhood as “lonely” and he longed for a brother as a companion.
Meiwes began posting advertisements on The Cannibal Café website in 2001. The Cannibal Café website (now offline) contained forums where visitors could post their fantasies about cannibalism and being eaten. Meiwes used the screen name “Franky”, a fantasy friend he had invented during his lonely childhood. His message was simple. “Looking for well-built 20 to 30 year old to be slaughtered and then consumed.” Several people responded to his posts, some for play, some serious.
The Story Of Ok-Sun Jung, And The Horrifying Experiences She Went Through As A Comfort Woman For Japan During WW2
Possibly the most horrific thing I have ever read…
If you planning on taking a road trip from Las Vegas to Reno, then why not break up that long drive with a relaxing stay at the Clown Motel? It’s totally not creepy or anything.
It’s situated in Tonopah, a town literally miles from anywhere, but don’t worry about that, because you won’t be lonely at the Clown Motel…even if you wish you were. The motel office has over 500 clowns on display, and there’s even a stuffed, life-sized clown that sits in a chair in the lobby.
Anneliese Michel was born 21 September 1952 in the community of Leiblfing in West Germany. She lived with her three sisters and her parents Josef and Anna. The family were devout Roman Catholics who attended Mass twice a week. Her father Josef had considered training as a priest and three of her aunts were nuns. As a child her mother Anna, encouraged Anneliese and her sisters to atone for the sins of others. Anna, as she was known, led a normal life until the age of 16 when she suffered a severe epileptic fit.
(Anneliese – pictured left)
Starting college can be stressful enough without a crazy roommate. Unfortunately for a couple of incoming UCLA freshmen, a series of ridiculously demanding emails from their new dorm mate seem to suggest that they didn’t get so lucky when it came to room assignments.
Winnie Chen and Gustinna Tun are prepared to start the school year, but weeks before they move in, the two girls received a series of emails from their third roommate. The first email was a simple request for the three girls to chat about move-in day. But when Chen and Tun didn’t respond within 48 hours, the roommate, called Ashly on Tun’s email, replies with the following:
Back in the 1920s, one man set out to provide a detailed record of the societies that devour human flesh – and went so far as to taste it himself. American adventurer William Buehler Seabrook wrote of his experiences in his book Jungle Ways, published in 1931. His description is as follows:
It was like good, fully developed veal, not young, but not yet beef. It was very definitely like that, and it was not like any other meat I had ever tasted. It was so nearly like good, fully developed veal that I think no person with a palate of ordinary, normal sensitiveness could distinguish it from veal. It was mild, good meat with no other sharply defined or highly characteristic taste such as for instance, goat, high game, and pork have. The steak was slightly tougher than prime veal, a little stringy, but not too tough or stringy to be agreeably edible. The roast, from which I cut and ate a central slice, was tender, and in color, texture, smell as well as taste, strengthened my certainty that of all the meats we habitually know, veal is the one meat to which this meat is accurately comparable
The account follows his travels in West Africa, where he spent time with the Guero people, and joined them as they feasted on human meat.