Recently, in a perfect sick joke about the framing of women’s stories, a promised Women’s History Museum in London was revealed to be yet another Jack the Ripper attraction. Now two historians want to create an actual women’s history museum. Whoa now, let’s not get too wild, here!
In January of 2015, Mark Palmer-Edgecumbe, a former diversity chief at Google, had plans approved to build a museum in Whitechapel, London that would “retell the story of the East End through the eyes, voices, experiences and actions” of women. Six month later, construction covers have been removed to reveal few minor…
G’day, my lord, and welcome the Tragedy Parasite Shoppe of Oddities and Curiosities! From the look of you, I can see that you’re a gentleman of particular interests, which is why I’m willing to show you one of our most rare, gruesome, and unnecessary artifacts. It’s the DNA-splattered shawl of Catherine Eddowes, one…
Western culture has a nasty obsession with the murder of women. The more brutal the death, the more the fascination grows. I would like to tell you that I'm above all this and that I reject the torture of ladies as entertainment, but — as my late night Google history will show you — I'd be lying.
The 126-year-old mystery that has been the subject of countless investigations, books, movies, TV shows and general multigenerational fascination appears to have finally been solved. A forensic scientist claims he has proven the identity of Jack the Ripper, the notorious unidentified serial killer responsible of at…
Well, more like Lizzie the Ripper, but somebody (don't deny it) was going to make a gratuitous Jack and Jill joke, and hopefully this opening gambit will head any attempts at macabre doggerel about Jack and Jill trying to murder each other off at the commenting pass.
Police in the UK have arrested a 40-year-old PhD student named Stephen Griffiths in connection with the murder of three prostitutes. Tragically, Griffiths is part of a long line of killers who target sex workers.
Oh dear. There's a very troubling letter in today's Financial Times by a distraught citizen with a dodgy coworker. Really, there was nothing to do but get the opinions of a bunch of dead people, without delay.
