Working in a coal mine
There are several “genres” I watch the most on YouTube, and one of them are sort of poorly made/knock-offs of PBS docs about life during either a)the medieval times or b)the Victorian times, mainly focused on all the ways life sucked back then. I didn’t realize that was something that needed proven but I do feel like a much more informed person now. Did you know in the 1800’s women in the UK were allowed to mine but it was so hot they were like, fully in the nude pulling coal and stuff in tiny tunnels, which is very bad I know, but not gonna lie, the mental image is…kinda hilar. I’m sorry?
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Sounds fun!
Pigeon Report
Hmmm, worst day ever, or the first day of the rest of your life? Look, I know, without even looking into this, where 5000 pigeons went. They went to the Myrtle-Wyckoff stop, prettttty sure I saw them yesterday, and they are all feasting on leftover egg and cheese sandwiches people drunkenly dropped on the ground the night before. DON’T WORRY.
Grade: A, it’s a good day to be a pigeon.
Ephemera I’m into. Each week I highlight some random historical ephemera I’ve discovered that is probably only interesting to me.
Twitter led me down a wormhole about famous mass food poisonings and HOLY COW, as someone who hates vomiting, but has also done so many times throughout my life, it is the stuff of nightmares, but also, I can’t stop reading about it? Like the 1951 Pont-Saint-Esprit mass poisoning. What I don’t understand is that this baker made a bunch of gray sticky bread and was like, “yeah, that seems fine.” It seems like this whole thing could have been avoided?
The weirdest shit I saw on Craigslist recently
If he is referring to my dirty, sweaty heels in sandals, minutes after I kicked a rat in the street by accident and it ricocheted off me, sorry to say I am already taken (by the rat.)
Shit you really ought to read
Guess I need to get into erotic fiction. Underwater clowns.
Special treat for you:
I think I am this little German boy in white pants?