Tag: History

When the Secret Police Go Out of Town for a Few Days

What the Peace Corps volunteer found rather comical was bearing witness to the element of farce that police states often engender, of how easily the arrogance of officialdom can tilt into stupidity. As in all Iranian towns and cities, a favorite guessing game of Sonqorians was speculating on the identity of the SAVAK agents in their midst, a parlor game Metrinko was increasingly brought into as he gained residents’ trust. In the late summer of 1971, such speculations were abruptly resolved when the regime announced that travel to the city of Shiraz was temporarily off-limits to all private Iranian citizens, a security precaution for the upcoming international gala being held in nearby Persepolis. Except that soon after that announcement, many of those Sonqorians suspected of being secret police climbed aboard buses and left town, bound for Shiraz. “So that proved to everyone they were SAVAK.” Metrinko laughed. “They were all going down to stand guard over the shah’s party.”

King of Kings: The Iranian Revolution: A Story of Hubris, Delusion and Catastrophic Miscalculation
Scott Anderson

The Scent of Decaying Fish and Playing King Henry VIII – Jude Law Anecdote

MOSLEY: It’s, yeah, your 2023 film where you played King Henry VIII. I read that you hired a perfumer.

LAW: I work with her quite often, actually.

MOSLEY: Really? Yes.

LAW: Yeah. First of all, she’s an absolute genius, Azzi. And she runs an amazing perfumery called The Perfumer’s Story. She makes incredible scents. And, you know, scents is a really quick way to accumulate sort of feelings and emotions. You know, if you walk into your grandma’s house, it smells a certain way, and you feel a certain way. If you go out and someone’s been cutting the grass – (sniffing) right? – it evokes all sorts of memories. Or the smell of gasoline, you know?

MOSLEY: Yeah.

LAW: I mean, things like that that are very pungent are very quick to make you feel and think, you know? And my job is an odd job. You know, whether you want to or not, you turn up. You put on someone else’s clothes, and you have to embody someone pretty damn quick. And sometimes it’s like, hey, it’s 7. The sun’s coming up. We’ve got to go do this.

MOSLEY: We got to get this done.

LAW: Get in it, right?

MOSLEY: But let’s talk about what she did for you, OK? She…

LAW: So she built this. She made a perfume for me. And I’d read this piece about Henry. He basically had these ulcers on his leg that were rotting, and it was a miracle he lived the 10 years he did with them. But you could smell him, apparently, three rooms away. He’d stank, like, fetid.

MOSLEY: Yes.

LAW: And what I realized, I’m playing him at the very end of his life when eventually he died of these things from a fever. And I just thought it would be very helpful to everyone else and to me if I stank. So she made me this incredible, noxious odor that I kind of sprayed on myself.

MOSLEY: It was made, a concoction of pig sweat.

LAW: Yeah.

MOSLEY: Fecal matter.

LAW: (Laughter) You’re going, does this say this?

MOSLEY: To mimic the smell of decaying fish.

LAW: Yeah.

MOSLEY: So it was really bad.

LAW: It was really, really, really, really rancid. Yeah. But it really helped. To me, it was very interesting playing someone who is incredibly powerful, all-dominant, expects everyone to bow to their every need and thought and want, and yet is sitting in a body that is immobile because of the weight he’s put on and because of the wounds he has, kind of in his own rotting flesh, and having to kind of face himself. And he can’t escape what he’s done to himself and who he’s become. You know, he’s a mass murderer.

MOSLEY: Yes.

LAW: And deluded to the extreme of believing that he’s second only to God. Well, he’s about to face God. And it’s like, OK, what’s going on? What’s going on in that man?

MOSLEY: You’re pretty unrecognizable in that role. And I’m just wondering, there had to be some pretty interesting conversations around the rank smell on that set. It helped you. It also helped your colleagues, your costars.

LAW: Well, I mean, it wasn’t like I, you know, wanted to shock them or warn them, you know, but we discussed it. And Alicia Vikander, who plays my wife, the queen, Queen Katherine Parr, was very game for it because she sort of loved this idea that she had to have this intimacy and this devotion amidst this sort of wall of stink, (laughter) you know? And the guys who play my Privy Council were old friends of mine from the theater. And again, it was this sort of – this conflict between observing their devotion and putting up with this appalling physical decay.

https://www.npr.org/2025/09/18/nx-s1-5545540/jude-law-takes-a-dark-turn-in-the-psychological-drama-black-rabbit

Routine-Activity Theory and Serial Killers

There is a third possible explanation for the serial-killer epidemic, and although Fraser doesn’t mention it, it happens to be the prevailing inclination among contemporary criminologists. “Routine-activity theory,” which was first elaborated by sociologists in the late nineteen-seventies, treats crime as a matter of ecology. The “golden era” of serial killers was made possible by the contingent rise of some technologies and practices—the automobile, the interstate highway system, the prevalence of hitchhiking—that happened to facilitate crimes of opportunity. In the last quarter century, the development of other technologies and practices—surveillance cameras, phone tracking, interjurisdictional coöperation, and DNA evidence, along with a much greater degree of interpersonal paranoia—have drastically limited those opportunities. Ted Bundy might have been profoundly lead-poisoned, but he also lived in a time and a place where it wasn’t hard to kill with impunity.

Did Lead Poisoning Create a Generation of Serial Killers?
Ted Bundy, Charles Manson, and many other notorious figures lived in and around Tacoma in the sixties. A new book argues that there was something in the water.
Gideon Lewis-Kraus

Questionable Accuracy in Historical Movies

What is the least accurate historical movie you’ve seen?

Hermaeus_Mike
Braveheart or 300.
300 I give a few bonus points for using lines directly from Herodotus, but I am somewhat sceptical that the Persians had orcs.

Individual-Sky-5791
I’m a historian, I can confirm they had orcs.

You’re just confused because all orcs were wiped out in the battle, so they’ve become seen as myths

Guvnah-Wyze
300 is also told as the telling of the story. Of course the guy is embellishing.

mrlolloran
It’s actually one step further, it is what is going on in the minds of the listeners of the story. We’re seeing their theater-of-the-mind play out.

OldStonedJenny
Anastasia.
Love that movie but unfortunately Princess Anastasia never fought zombie Rasputin..

jamieliddellthepoet
2001: A Space Odyssey does not portray 2001 with any accuracy whatsoever.

Colorado Inventions: Modern Tampons, Crocs, Christmas Lights – Happy Colorado Day

https://mix1043fm.com/10-colorado-inventions/

Tampons are said to have existed for centuries, but the first person to patent the creation with an applicator was Denver resident, Dr. Earle Cleveland Haas. By using telescoping paper tubes, Dr. Haas was able to invent an applicator to make insertion simpler and more sanitary. In 1932, Dr. Haas trademarked the name Tampax, a combination of the terms “tampon” and “vaginal packs.”

A trend most of us didn’t see coming was spawned directly in Colorado from the minds of natives Scott Seamans, George Boedecker, Jr., and Lyndon “Duke” Hanson. The trio introduced the footwear as a boating shoe in 2002 and since then 850 million pairs of Crocs have been sold.

David Dwight (D.D.) Sturgeon is believed to be the person responsible for making outdoor Christmas lights a thing. Sturgeon founded his own electric company in 1912 and in 1914 is said to have dipped ordinary bulbs in red and green paint so that he could string the lights outside his ill son’s bedroom in an effort to cheer him up.

https://www.colorado.gov/governor/news/celebrate-colorado-governor-polis-invites-coloradans-celebrate-149th-annual-colorado-day

Friday, July 25, 2025
COLORADO – Today, Governor Polis announced the return of Celebrate Colorado, a week-long, statewide celebration of everything Colorado. August 1st marks the 149th anniversary of Colorado’s entrance into the Union as the 38th state, now celebrated as Colorado Day. In honor of Colorado Day, statewide celebrations will take place starting today, July 25, 2025 through August 3, 2025. Celebrate Colorado is a great opportunity to come together and show support for local businesses and community organizations.

RIP – Marcel Ophuls

Filmmaker Marcel Ophuls has died at the age of 97. Recognized as one of the great documentarians of his era, he died on Saturday, as confirmed by his grandson, Andréas-Benjamin Seyfert.

Ophuls demanded — and commanded — his audience’s attention, in 4 plus hour documentaries like The Sorrow and The Pity and Hôtel Terminus.

Ophuls knew that by creating hours-long documentaries, he ran the danger of “not only seeming pretentious, but being pretentious.” But, as he told NPR in 1978, “there’s a relationship between attention span and morality. I think that, if you shorten people’s attention span a great deal, you are left with only the attraction of power.”

https://www.npr.org/2025/05/26/683323335/marcel-ophuls-dead

5 Years Ago – Covid, Reddit on


rwhockey29
I specifically remember being at work listening to sports radio early on into covid and the hosts making a couple jokes and laughing. The next morning they had to report that the NBA had shut down. Pretty stark difference in their tones and a pretty decent summary of how a lot of people had the thought of “haha funny virus….oh fuck.”

https://www.reddit.com/r/pics/comments/1kujc0o/5_years_ago_us_deaths_near_100000_an_incalculable/

Vietnam War – 50 Years Later

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— Viet Thanh Nguyen (@vietthanhnguyen.bsky.social) April 30, 2025 at 2:23 PM

In the 1960s, the U.S. suffered a kind of civil war of the American soul whereby the conflict between pro-war and antiwar factions mixed with other ruptures around race, class, gender and more, ruptures that have continued to this day in the culture wars. These conflicts may make Americans feel that they paid a heavy price for the Vietnam War, a price in addition to the more than 58,000 Americans who died.

But 3 million Vietnamese died on all sides. Hundreds of thousands of Lao, Hmong and Cambodians died. And another 1.7 million Cambodians died during the Khmer Rouge genocide, a direct consequence of the war. Add the unknown numbers that died in re-education camps, and the tens of thousands that died as refugees. Thousands more died from land mines and unexploded ordnance left behind. And the effects of Agent Orange are still manifest today in illness and birth defects.

 

Fatal Tap on the Shoulder

General Ngoc took over from the radio operator. His staff officers crowded around to listen. There was plenty to hear. Screams. Gunfire. The voices of men in terror and pain. Colonel Lance, the ranking American adviser, came over to the radio, puffing fiercely on his pipe as he watched General Ngoc bark into the transmitter at the frightened commander in the field. Colonel Lance didn’t speak Vietnamese but he narrowed his eyes and nodded from time to time as if he knew what was passing between the two men. And as he stood there listening he absently laid one hand on the shoulder of the officer standing next to him, a first lieutenant named Keith Young. He didn’t look to see who it was; he just rested his hand on him the way a football coach will rest his hand on the player he happens to be standing next to on the sidelines. It was one of those paternal gestures that excited my scorn except when they fell on me, and then I always felt a flood of puppyish gratitude.

Anyway, Colonel Lance didn’t look to see who was there when he parked his hand. It could have been anyone. It could have been me. It could very easily have been me, as I was standing beside Keith Young at the time, and if Colonel Lance had taken a place between us instead of to Keith’s right it would have been me who got the manly sign of favor. He stood there with his hand on Keith’s shoulder, and when General Ngoc got up from the radio and explained the situation, which was that the company was pinned down and taking casualties, and needed an American adviser to go in with the reinforcements to call in medevacs and air support, Colonel Lance turned to the man he had his hand on and looked him in the face for the first time. He took his pipe out of his mouth. “Well, Keith,” he said, “what do you think?” His voice was kind, his expression solicitous. If you didn’t know better you’d have thought he was asking an opinion, not giving an order, but Keith did know better. “I’ll get my stuff,” he said. His voice was flat. He looked at me as he walked past.

Colonel Lance nodded at General Ngoc and reached for the transmitter. While he was calling for helicopters to insert the reserve company into the field I faded back and left the tent. Colonel Lance had taken no notice of me, and it seemed wise to keep it that way.

Keith got killed later that afternoon. I never heard what the circumstances were, only that he was shot in the stomach. That meant he’d been standing up, maybe to carry one end of a stretcher, or with his arm raised to give the textbook signal for attack—“Follow me!”

In Pharaoh’s Army: Memories of the Lost War
Tobias Wolff