My vote for greatest horror film ever.  Filmed in 1922, during the Weimar meltdown, we almost lost the movie forever, due to the court ruling against the film company for copyright infringement.  All copies were destroyed until one turned up in the Ukraine after the war.  Lubeck Salt Warehouse, the Salzspeicher.  Used for exterior shots of Count Orlock's new home. When I first saw the film, I thought that these buildings were common in Germany at the time and that surely they disappeared during WWII.  Someday I will travel to Lubeck and have a bottle of wine there. The rising from the coffin scene.  Goddamn but this is creepy! https://youtu.be/WvUmb98EZps This film invented the idea that vampires are killed by sunlight One of the original posters. https://bigpictureoftheword.wordpress.com/2014/12/03/murnaus-nosferatu-and-german-expressionnism-1922/ The movie and folklore associate th

Vlad III of Wallachia, aka Dracula, Vlad Tepes, Vlad the Impaler. Vlad is one of history's real fun boys.  He had the nickname "Impaler" at a time when impalement was as common a sight as a Starbucks.  The story of the golden cup by the well is probably true.  Vlad was very strict, but I don't think he was mad.  He seems to have been a pretty tense individual, but simply torturing thousands of people to death does not make one crazy.   Mehmed II, Sultan and conqueror of Constantinople Now this guy, Sultan, decided he had enough of Vlad's bullshit and invaded Wallachia.  Vlad kept falling back and falling back, while the mountains and forests played hob with the Turkish army.  One night outside of Tergoviste, Vlad attacked the Sultan and almost killed him.  Mehmed ran and hid.  Vlad had only half his army, the other half was led by a general that did not attack as ordered.  I have never been able to find out what happened to th

Grave of Major Duncan Campbell, 9th Laird of Inverawe Circa 1747, Duncan Campbell was called to the door of his dwelling one night by frantic knocking.  Without was a fugitive who begged for shelter and made the Laird swear on his dagger he would protect him.  The Major did so, why I don't know, and hid the fugitive.  Shortly a group of men showed up and wanted the fugitive for the murder of Campbell's cousin, Donald.  Although greatly disturbed, Inverawe said he knew nothing and moved the fugitive to a cave when the men had left. That night his blood soaked cousin appeared to him and told him to avenge his death.  Inverawe, true to his sense of honor, helped the killer get away.  That night his cousin appeared again to him in a dream, and said, "Farewell to you, cousin, until we meet at Ticonderoga", a name that meant nothing to the laird. Now Inverawe was a major of the Black Watch, which was dispatched to the colonies to fight in the  7 Years War

Well, I got removed from FurAffinity again.  Although I voluntarily provoked my permanent suspension, they have refused to remove my artwork.  Because I missed my friends, I went back on FA under the name of Billydbunnyboy.  Someone caught on to this and removed me again.  Of course they left the new page up. The above is N.C. Wyeth's "Blind Pew".  This works just fine for how I feel about all this. Our internet was knocked out again all day yesterday.  I guess I am feeling in a sort of vacuum these days.  This is about my only artistic outlet.  And I feel I have done the talking rabbit thing to death. But this is a very good looking talking rabbit.

Billy is such a bad bunny!  He thinks of no one but himself, and is irritated as a hell that he lost so many readers in the last two months.  Granted, this site rarely has anything to say, but that don't make it less painful to have fallen so far.  So, he is going to double down on the weird things that are, and have been, going on in this world.  For example: The Moment of Death, Sep. 5, 1936 Robert Capa's much argued about photo.  But observe the left hand.  It is curled inward and not flexed out to stop the man's fall.   This man is dead.  Capt. Robert Franks of the Memphis Homicide division pointed this out, and investigator Richard Whelan brought this to light.   General Anton Dostler seconds before he was executed.  He put to death a commando party of 15 Americans, all in uniform.  He was ordered to do so  by Field Marshal Kesselring, who was not executed. Never leave a paper trail when committing a war

Cat Scratch!  My Looks Are Ruined! I was in a Furry group on Facebook, an organization that I left after two weeks, and I posted this handsome bunny pic.  The owner of the site took it down as it was too "suggestive".  I was surprised, I would have described it as outright blatant, at least for those who like depictions of well built, affable, slow rabbits.  I wrote him back and told him to go jerk off to the Power Puff girls.  He replied that kicking someone out of his group usually made him feel bad, and then he thanked me for making it easier for him. This is the kind of incident that makes the whole Fur thing worthwhile.

Mischa. To our minds cats are insane.  Their logic is not ours, their manner of affection bizarre.  When we were all boarded up during the hurricane, Jango cried out all night Why?  Why I no go out?  Why?  Why?  Jinjur was very troubled by the storm,  Mingo fell asleep, and Mischa spent the night stalking the others.  What fun she had! When the lizards are sunning themselves on a window, Mee-Mee throws herself against the glass trying to get one and torture it to death. Last night I took most of a cockroach from her as her idea of play is just too savage for me.  I dislike roaches but it was a living creature and cannot help what it is.  Mee-Mee was livid.  When I pet her, she licks my fingers and then bites my wrist as hard as she can.  Then she shrieks and runs off.  She follows Mingo around and attacks him.  He just cries out and lays there.  As Jango died a few days ago he no longer has to endure her attentions. She is a lot of fun and I love her very much! 

Dallas, Texas State Fair, October 1979. This is the Marine Corps Silent Drill Team during the Inspection.  The inspector is L/Cpl Carls, and I don't remember the name of the man who is the "mirror".  The Marine on the far left is L/Cpl Shepard, a real card and a very smart person.  The man next to him is a murderer.  In early 1981 he shot 3 people at random from a moving pick-up.  He killed a 21 year old girl.  He was on PCP.  He used a Ruger Blackhawk, a revolver.  And yes, he was an active duty Marine who showed all kinds of mental problems and the Corps kept him in. The rifles we are using are M-1's, 10 and 3/4 lbs with bayonet.  They are completely functional with varnished stocks.  They are semi-automatic and clip-fed.  They would work just fine with any army now. I would never suggest outlawing assault rifles, that is magazine fed semi-autos, such as the AR-15 or the FN-FAL.  It is far too late for that.  But, and this is going to irrita