I was shown hardcore child pornography when I was on jury duty. Fun times.
I read something on some crime website recently about a case in Japan (I think) where several young men kidnapped and tortured a young girl for weeks or even longer, raping her over a hundred times and listing in exact detail all the ways in which she was tortured. Does anyone know what I am talking about?
Ah, this was it. 44 Days of Hell - The Murder of Junko Furuta. It’s awful.
According to Cracked, you can still listen to Ray’s tapes. shudder
Great. Sounds like a good time. (Maybe if I mention I’m a huge Law & Order fan?)
And they only got seven years??? WTF???
Well my jury duty was actually for a grand jury, so we heard about 80 cases in total, only one of which was the child porn one, so if you have regular jury duty and do get called, odds are it’ll most likely be for something small and non-disturbing. (Probably 90% of the cases were just drug offenses or thefts.)
I hope the pictures on that site were not real. If they were, a warning would have been welcome…
They’re not. They’re stills from a movie made about it.
It serves me right for clicking on a Daily Mail link, but this one today about a dog and its skin parasites is fairly bad.
Ah, thanks. The low quality, amateurish look of the stills made think they might be real. Granted, clicking the link at work wasn’t a great idea to begin with…
This and a YouTube video about how Vlad the Impaler may have kept his victims alive for days.
I recently sought out some movies recommended here and some other places.
Martyrs is definitely hard to watch. I won’t be watching that again.
Mysterious Skin - also a one time affair and very oogy.
I read Out of the Dark by David Weber. The premise is that Earth is ambushed by aliens, who kill off billions of humans as a show of strength. They are dismayed when humans do not surrender, since it is obvious humans are an intelligent, sentient race, how could they not surrender in the face of such overwhelming force?
The story follows a group of Doomsday Preppers in the good ol’ US of A, and a couple of ragtag soldiers in Serbia (or thereabouts) who lost most of their armies, but grouped together, along with local peasants, to fight the aliens.
As the war escalates, the humans always seem to find a way to counter the aliens’ strategies, weapons, and recon devices. In exasperation, the aliens begin to remove their personnel and equipment from planetside. Before their plans can be executed, though, they are thoroughly defeated by a weapon that the aliens cannot detect unless/until it is too late:
One of the Freedom Fighters across the sea turned out to be from Transylvania and was, in fact, Vlad himself! He flies into the aliens’ ground base as an invisible bat, then splatters any bogies he sees.
I remember a news story about a young mother who left her baby alone with her dog, whom she hadn’t fed in about 3 or 4 days
'Nuff said. I am not googling for more details. You can guess the outcome.
Three short documentary films under the name Pittsburgh Trilogy or Pittsburgh Documents (article here), which I saw sometime in the early 70s. All three were hard to watch (covering police, hospital and autopsy).
The autopsy one is the one I wish I had not seen, in a way, but in another way I am glad I did. It’s called “The Act of Seeing with ones own eyes.” Nothing like having something in your memory banks to remind you that we are just a bag of blood and guts on one level, or at least that we live in that bag, while we live. Or something. If you brave ones ever have a chance to see these films, do so. I remember people in the audience (which was made up of film students) crying, and one person it sounded like throwing up. I also remember someone telling someone else “it’s only a movie” which seemed particularly ironic or something, since it was actually a film of an actual autopsy of an actual dead person.
I meant to add, the notion of seeing an autopsy probably doesn’t seem so shocking since NCIS and CSI and so forth show plenty of corpses with the chest open. The quote below is about the part that I think is still shocking and has stayed with me for sure:
"In a Senses of Cinema profile of the filmmaker, filmmaker and curator Brian Frye wrote: ‘The key image of The Act of Seeing With One’s Own Eyes is quite likely the bluntest statement on the human condition ever filmed. In the course of an autopsy, the skin around the scalp is slit with a scalpel, and in preparation for exposing and examining the brain, the face of each cadaver is literally peeled off, like a mask, revealing the raw meat beneath. That image, once seen, will never leave you.’ "
It wasn’t required, kayT, but part of my EMT schooling involved a classmate and i actually being present at an autopsy. My dad was a career firefighter, and even though he’d died several years before, his last name (and mine, by extension) carried a small bit of influence with people that he’d worked with. One of his former brethren had moved up the ranks to the city fire chief, and he was able to pull strings to allow me and my classmate in.
As disgusting and twisted as it sounds, I’m glad I went. It was extremely informative. It wasn’t pleasant, but I was fascinated.
This may sound self-serving and like I’m trying to be altruistic, but I prefer going to the scenes of carnage and trauma. I’d rather it be me that has to see that, rather than someone else. I don’t have any illusions that it’s not psychologically damaging to witness these things. But I’d rather take that on than expose someone else to it. It sounds pretentious, but I like to think of myself as a Sin-Eater.
Read in a thriller by Rory Clements, set in Elizabethan England: an underling of Sir Francis Walsingham, Elizabeth I’s ruthless spymaster, describes in great detail the putting to death by slow torture, of the man who assassinated the Dutch King William the Silent 1n 1584. The chap doing the describing says rightly, that in comparison “hanging, drawing and quartering [would] seem a pleasant morning’s outing”. Definitely, stuff of which I would have been happy to remain in ignorance.
There was this scene in Borat…you know the one. Urgh.
Things I’ve seen that I wish I hadn’t. I live in Thailand. Where to begin?
If you’re on Facebook every now and then there are suggested sites that shows scary and gory pictures. It always get me lol 
Believe it or not, but The Ren & Stimpy Show: Veediots! on the SNES messed me up. I was 11, it was January 2014, and I was looking at stuff on YouTube and came across a playthrough of the game. I was fine at first, but when it came to the part where Ren ended up in Stimpy’s mouth, I was legit disturbed. The creepy music and the disgusting visuals. I stopped eating my ice cream because it was gross. Later on, I got to the final level, where Stimpy is inside the giant alien, and I was creeped out yet again – they re-used the same creepy music from before, and when Stimpy made it up to the brain I just wanted to stop watching. The final boss was even worse - it was a big green thing that looked like a booger and the screen was rotating and I couldn’t take it. I don’t know how I made it to the end of the video. It really scared me. I threw up in school the next day and still have nightmares about it occasionally. Thinking about it keeps me up at night, I threw up one night remembering it. I couldn’t even discuss it online for a while. I hate this game. Fuck you THQ.