Happy Monday! Enjoy this gem I found whilst poking around youtube...
Monday, April 9, 2012
Thursday, April 5, 2012
HISTORY OF SEX: Part 12
Everyone has read the latest chapter, right? Spoilers ahead!
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You know who else had a problem with sister relations? Lord Byron.
George Gordon Byron, 6th baron Byron, was one of the bright shining stars of the Romantic movement and one of the first proper celebrities. His exploits shocked and scandalised the upper classes across Europe and he was a legend ever before his romantically tragic death.
Byron's first major scandal was an affair with the married Lady Caroline Lamb. The affair was publicized in the penny press and the British public was quite titillated. Lady Caroline was herself a writer and rather mentally unstable. When their liaison ended, she did not take it well (especially after Byron later married her cousin) and did everything in her power to make his life difficult. She publicly accused him of sodomy and incest before her family had her committed for schizophrenia.
Another major scandal in his life was the alleged affair with his half sister, Augusta Leigh. The two had no contact as children and only became acquainted as adults. Apparently, the two fell in love and had an affair. Lord Byron left England for good in 1816 and it was said he left for fear of prosecution for the relationship with Augusta. While there is no definitive proof of an affair, it seems as though it was a well-known secret in certain social circles in London.
After leaving England, Byron joined Percy and Mary Shelley in Italy. He wasted no time there, having affairs with at least three married Italian noblewomen (one of whom ended up throwing herself into a Venice canal in despair) and he got Mary Shelley's younger half-sister pregnant.
Finally tired of home-wrecking and knocking up unmarried girls, Lord Byron joined the Greek fight for independence against the Ottoman Empire. After valiantly fighting for 6 months, Lord Byron succumbed to dodgy 19th century medicine. Remember, don't medically bleed someone for a head cold.
Lady Caroline Lamb summed it up best. Lord Byron was "mad, bad, and dangerous to know."
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You know who else had a problem with sister relations? Lord Byron.
George Gordon Byron, 6th baron Byron, was one of the bright shining stars of the Romantic movement and one of the first proper celebrities. His exploits shocked and scandalised the upper classes across Europe and he was a legend ever before his romantically tragic death. Byron's first major scandal was an affair with the married Lady Caroline Lamb. The affair was publicized in the penny press and the British public was quite titillated. Lady Caroline was herself a writer and rather mentally unstable. When their liaison ended, she did not take it well (especially after Byron later married her cousin) and did everything in her power to make his life difficult. She publicly accused him of sodomy and incest before her family had her committed for schizophrenia.
Another major scandal in his life was the alleged affair with his half sister, Augusta Leigh. The two had no contact as children and only became acquainted as adults. Apparently, the two fell in love and had an affair. Lord Byron left England for good in 1816 and it was said he left for fear of prosecution for the relationship with Augusta. While there is no definitive proof of an affair, it seems as though it was a well-known secret in certain social circles in London.
After leaving England, Byron joined Percy and Mary Shelley in Italy. He wasted no time there, having affairs with at least three married Italian noblewomen (one of whom ended up throwing herself into a Venice canal in despair) and he got Mary Shelley's younger half-sister pregnant.
Finally tired of home-wrecking and knocking up unmarried girls, Lord Byron joined the Greek fight for independence against the Ottoman Empire. After valiantly fighting for 6 months, Lord Byron succumbed to dodgy 19th century medicine. Remember, don't medically bleed someone for a head cold.
Lady Caroline Lamb summed it up best. Lord Byron was "mad, bad, and dangerous to know."
Wednesday, April 4, 2012
WEDNESDAY'S PHOTO OF THE DAY
Steaming up the sauna...
Photographer: David Roth
location: Vancouver, BC
website: http://cargocollective.com/davidmadeapicture
flickr: http://www.flickr.com/photos/david_roth/
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Tuesday, April 3, 2012
TITILLATING TUESDAY - A CLOUD OF HAWTHORNE
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Rosetta backed away, shaken. She had no idea her lover’s father knew anything about her or her family. It was disturbing. Even her Henley appeared surprised, but curious more than upset. He held her hand tightly to keep her from running off.
“Don’t be alarmed, child,” said the ill man in his weak voice. “I just can’t help commenting.” He coughed, and Randolph rushed over to his side with a warm, moist towel to wipe the drip from his mouth. “I have wanted to see you, ever since you were born.” He paused for a very long time. “But I didn’t know how to find you...and then, distractions and daily life, you know how it goes...” His voice trailed off, and he closed his eyes. Speaking was clearly a lot of work.
“Father, we should leave you now. You need to rest.” Henley III had turned pale as even he began to feel uncomfortable about this awkward familiarity his father had with Rosetta, his lover. Maybe if he gets some rest, he’ll be able to explain this more thoroughly, Henley thought, but really he wanted more time to process things.
“No!” protested the elderly Henley, keeping as firm a grip on Rosetta’s hand as possible for a man so ill. Rosetta leaned over and stroked his whiskered cheek with her other hand.
“Master Hornbrook, don’t trouble yourself with too much right now. We will have many hours ahead to share stories, and all will come to pass, with time.”
Henley II stared into her clear eyes through a haze of incoherency, due in large part to the drugs given to him by Dr. Handover. He wondered if she was an angel come to take him away, her face like a cherub, her smile comforting and serene. His previous recognition of Rosetta was now gone, faded into the jumble of memories he was trying to make sense of in his fevered, stroked mind. Yet, he was still drawn into her gaze, into the purity of her soul, and although he wasn’t sure why, he felt an affinity toward her. Again, he closed his eyes, feeling at peace with the way things were, for the moment.
Monday, April 2, 2012
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