Or he wanted a really creative suicide. :rolleyes:
Dr. Peter Venkman: Egon, this reminds me of that time you tried to drill a hole in your head.
Dr. Egon Spengler: That would have worked if you hadn’t stopped me.
Didn’t he know that you can’t get the voices out with a drill? You need a ballpeen hammer and an ice pick…duhh.
Joseph Mellen met Bart Huges in 1965 in Ibiza and quickly became his leading, or rather one and only, disciple. Years later he wrote a book called Bore Hole, the contents of which are summarized in its opening sentence: ‘This is the story of how I came to drill a hole in my skull to get permanently high.’
Do NOT try this at home- or anywhere else
Odd, I was just thinking about self-trepanation the other day.
I was wondering if people still did that. I guess this is my answer.
From DocCathode’s quoted site:
According to his theory of evolution, the adoption of an upright stance brought certain benefits to the human race, but it caused the flow of blood through the head to be limited by gravity, thus reducing the range of human consciousness. Certain parts of the brain ceased or reduced their functions while others, particularly those parts relating to speech and reasoning, became emphasized in compensation. One can redress the balance by a number of methods, such as standing on one’s head, jumping from a hot bath into a cold one, or the use of drugs; but the wider consciousness thus obtained is only temporary.
… couldn’t you just lie down?
*Originally posted by Gulo gulo *
**Odd, I was just thinking about self-trepanation the other day.
I was wondering if people still did that. I guess this is my answer. **
It was five years ago today that I stood over the body of a friend. It was impossible to tell where her cut-away coat ended and the blood stains began. One cold hand clutched a whip. The other was wrapped tightly around a drill. And it was my fault. But, I told myself, at least I can know that I will never be responsible for the self-trepanation death of another lion-taming woman. Now, I see that I was wrong. Will the horror never end?
I beg you Gulo, don’t do it!!!
Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!
*Originally posted by DocCathode *
**It was five years ago today that I stood over the body of a friend. It was impossible to tell where her cut-away coat ended and the blood stains began. One cold hand clutched a whip. The other was wrapped tightly around a drill. And it was my fault. But, I told myself, at least I can know that I will never be responsible for the self-trepanation death of another lion-taming woman. Now, I see that I was wrong. Will the horror never end?
I beg you Gulo, don’t do it!!!
Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!! **
I guess I should have specified that I wasn’t thinking about trying it myself!
But thanks for the laugh. I even almost fell off my chair.
Cecil wrote a column last year on trepanation .
That’s weird-just yesterday I was watching ER (in syndication), and they had the episode where the guy had someone do a trepanation on him because of a headache.