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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 6h

But one of the best things his work has given rise to, at least as far as teenagers of the 1980s are concerned, is that video. And one of the best things I’ve found about *that* is the Dazed article, in which Donald Sutherland talks about how he got the gig—and Kate Bush being wasted:

Donald Sutherland: “Barry Richardson, who was the hairdresser on Nic Roeg’s Don’t Look Now, asked me if I’d do a music video with Kate Bush. I told him no and we went on to other conversations. A couple of days later there was a knock on my door. I lived in the Savoy Hotel (in London). On the river. Suite 312. I loved it there. So cosseted. So private. Only the floor butler rang the door. I opened it. There was no one there. I heard a voice saying hello and I looked down. Standing down there was a very small Kate Bush. Barry had told her where I lived. What can you do? She wanted to explain what her video was about. I let her in. She sat down, said some stuff. All I heard was ‘Wilhelm Reich’. I’d taken an underground copy of his The Mass Psychology of Fascism with me when I went to film (Bernardo) Bertolucci’s Novecento in Parma. Reich’s work informed the psychological foundations of Attila Mellanchini, the character Bernardo had cast me to play. Everything about Reich echoed through me. He was there then and now he was here. Sitting across from me in the person of the very eloquent Kate Bush. Synchronicity. Perfect. She talked some more. I said OK and we made ‘Cloudbusting’. She’s wonderful, Kate Bush. Wonderful. I love that I did it. (What do I remember) about doing it? I remember being in the car and the hill and them taking me, taking Reich, away and looking back through the back window of the car and seeing her, seeing Reich’s son Peter, standing there. And I remember the first morning on set seeing her coming out of her trailer smoking a joint and I cautioned her, saying she shouldn’t smoke that, it’d affect her work, and she looked at me for a second and said she hadn’t been straight for nine years and I loved her.”

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 6h

...which prompted a magnificently po-faced letter to the Guardian from Peter Jones at something called the Centre for Orgonomic Research and Education in Preston [sniggers behind hand]

The “metal-lined cabinet” Stephen Moss sat in (Into the orgasmatron!, G2, 17 November) has nothing in common with the orgasmatron, which was powered by electricity. To work, the orgone accumulator needs to be built carefully and used in certain conditions with various precautions observed, and has no external source of energy. You don’t need to try to get it to work. Carefully conducted experiments with controls have shown measurably positive effects on seedlings germinating inside one. Wilhelm Reich never claimed that the accumulator would “unleash inner libido energy” or cure various diseases. He claimed the positive effects of the accumulator pointed to its preventive use. From Moss’s derisory comments, readers would never guess that the accumulator is a genuine scientific and medical device and that Reich’s discoveries can benefit us all today. Serious researchers have confirmed and extended many of his discoveries and claims.
Peter Jones
Centre for Orgonomic Research and Education, Preston

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 6h

Intriguingly, it’s not the only cultural reference to Reich’s work. Obviously, there’s the ‘orgasmatron’ in Woody Allen’s Sleeper...

Diane Keaton in a white dress and a man in a white robe (who is pulling a face) emerging from a white cylinder in a white room

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 6h

As you may know, it shows him being taken away in a large black car by large men in dark suits, supposedly for unleashing his weather device (which looked like this in real life) on the heavens

Reich with two assistants using a cloudbuster: rows of 15-foot aluminium pipes mounted on a mobile platform, connected to cables. There is a wheel at the front, which Reich is turning as he looks up at the pipes

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 6h

My apologies to anyone else who’s old enough not to want to be reminded just how fucking long ago it was, but: today is the 41st anniversary of the release of Cloudbusting—so it must be time to tell you about Wilhelm Reich and his orgasmatron...

Cover art of Cloudbusting single, showing Kate Bush as Peter Reich, sitting on his father’s rain machine, with its huge blunderbuss barrels pointing at the sky

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 8h

Can’t help being a little sad that Lynda Carter accepts the ‘evidence’ presented by blocklists

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 9h

There’s really only one way to mark the 99th anniversary of Roger Moore’s birth

Marc Haynes’ story: As a 7 year old in about 1983, … I was with my grandad in Nice Airport and saw Roger Moore Sitting at the departure gate, ... told my granddad i'd just seen James Bond and asked if we could go over so I could get his autograph. …so we walked over and he popped me in front of Roger Moore, with the words "my grandson says you're famous. Can you sign this?" As charming as you'd expect, Roger asks my name and signs the back of my plane ticket... I'm ecstatic, but …I glance down at the signature. … it definitely doesn't say 'James Bond'. ...I tell my grandad he's signed it wrong, … so my grandad heads back to Roger Moore...
"he says you've signed the wrong name. He says your name is James Bond." Roger Moore's face crinkled up with realisation and he beckoned me over. …he leant over, looked from side to side, raised an eyebrow and in a hushed voice said "I have to sign my name as 'Roger Moore because otherwise...Blofeld might find out I was here." He asked me not to tell anyone …and thanked me for keeping his secret. I went back to our seats, my nerves absolutely jangling with delight. My grandad asked me if he'd signed 'James Bond.' No, I said.
I'd got it wrong. I was working with James Bond now. Many years later, I was working on a recording that involved UNICEF, and Roger Moore was doing a piece to camera as an ambassador. He was lovely and while the cameramen were setting up, I told him the story. He …had a chuckle and said "Well, I don't remember but I'm glad you got to meet James Bond." So that was lovely. And then he did something so brilliant. After the filming, he walked past me in the corridor, heading out to his car - but as he got level, he paused looked both ways, raised an eyebrow and in a hushed voice said, "Of course I remember our meeting in Nice. But I didn't say anything in there, because those cameramen - any one of them could be working for Blofeld."
I was as delighted at 30 as I had been at 7. What a man. What a tremendous man.

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 13/10/2026

Pictured: a sea otter giving you a glimpse of its soul

Old book illustration of sea otter on land, looking unnaturally long and with its mouth open as if shouting, and exposing its many sharp teeth. It looks not unlike a Predator from them fillums

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 13/10/2026

Still, the first of his penguin photos in the book is enormously entertaining, because it suggests they found Levick—a fellow male, after all—a threat, and had they had the power of flight, perhaps they might have had a go at him the way other sea birds do. (Puffins, for example: little bastards)

Close up b/w photo captioned “an angry Adélie”, showing a penguin with its beak open looking in an apparently hostile manner at camera, and perhaps advancing on the photographer

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 13/10/2026

Also, this was also only 20 years after Oscar Wilde’s trial, so the bit which starts “I saw what I took to be a cock copulating with a hen” might also have ~ahem~ ruffled (waterproof) feathers, given that it—oh, I say!—continues:

When he had finished, however, and got off, the apparent hen turned out to be a cock, and the act was again performed with their positions reversed, the original “hen” climbing on to the back of the original cock

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 13/10/2026

The work he published did talk about male competition and aggression (pictured), but left out the fact that “Frequently we saw strayed chicks sexually misused by these hooligans, some of them being crushed to such an extent that they died in consequence”

Photo from Antarctic penguins – a study of their social habits, by Dr. G. Murray Levick, 1914. Taken by Levick, the photo shows two penguins stood close together, appearing to ‘shout’ at each other as if squaring up after closing time. it is captioned “Hour after hour, during the whole day, they fought again and again”

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 13/10/2026

So, perhaps it’s unsurprising to hear that when it came to publishing the findings in 1915, the Keeper of Zoology at the Natural History Museum, Sidney Frederic Harmer wrote to curator of birds, William Robert Ogilvie-Grant to say that one section would have to be removed

Sexual habits. We will have this cut out and some copies printed for our own use. How many should we want?

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 13/10/2026

Levick said “little knots of hooligans”—male penguins who hadn’t found a mate—were responsible for This Sort Of Thing, and that “half a dozen or hang about the outskirts of the knolls, whose inhabitants they annoy by their constant acts of depravity”. His 6 December entry is particularly nasty

I saw another act of astonishing depravity today. A hen which had been in some way badly injured in the hindquarters was crawling painfully along on her belly. I was just wondering whether I ought to kill her or not, when a cock noticed her in passing, and went up to her. After a short inspection he deliberately raped her, she being quite unable to resist him.

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 13/10/2026

By now, you’re probably thinking ‘Yes, yes, Coates. Just get on with it, man’, and I will, but I feel I should warn you first that, while some of this is funny, a fair bit of it is... not. Anyway, to begin with, on 10 November 1911, he wrote:

This afternoon I saw a most extraordinary site [sic]. A Penguin was actually engaged in sodomy upon the body of a dead white throated bird of its own species. The act occurred a full minute, the position taken up by the cock differing in no respect from that of ordinary copulation, and the whole act was gone through down to the final depression of the cloaca

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 13/10/2026

A lot of these entries were written in code, using the Greek alphabet, on separate bits of paper which he pasted over his original English, as if to hide them from anyone who might happen upon his observations

A page from one of Levick’s notebooks. You can see spidery handwriting in English above and below a bit of paper pasted in which is written in Greek letters

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 13/10/2026

Levick’s ‘Zoological notes from Cape Adare’ fill “125 pages of tightly written script ... from the arrival of the first penguin on 13 October to the last entry on 31 December 1911. The notebooks ... are rich in detail.” To put it mildly. His work...

comments on frequency of sexual activity, autoerotic behaviour, and most notably, seemingly aberrant behaviour of young unpaired males and females including necrophilia, sexual coercion, sexual and physical abuse of chicks, non-procreative sex and homosexual behaviour.

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 13/10/2026

It is, today, 115 years since navy surgeon and Antarctic explorer George Murray Levick saw his first Adélie penguin, after which he wrote several pages of notes about their sexual habits, concluded “there seems to be no crime too low for these penguins”, and saw his findings suppressed for 97 years

Adelie penguins jumping onto an ice floe, c.1911. There are three in the main body of the picture. One appears to have just landed, one is landing, the third in mid-air. Photo by Levick, via Wikimedia Commons

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 13/10/2026

Also, when someone points out “numerous ChatGPT-generated factual errors”, Goodwin pledges “to correct these errors within forty-eight hours. (I would urge him to take a little longer and get it right this time.)”

A woman on Love Island a few years ago looks shocked

A woman on Love Island a few years ago turns her head a bit but still looks shocked

A woman on Love Island a few years ago turns her head a bit more and still looks shocked

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 12/10/2026

Except, of course, they’re the work of an unhinged, randy old fraud in the overwrought tone of a bloke’s idea of a girl’s boarding school diary. That “Privately printed for the authoress and her intimates” bit on the title page, for example? I mean, please

O chant in cadence whispering
The HOLY GHOST that poured
On Mary’s bosom soft as spring
The unction of the LORD!

In silence let our hearts adore
The Mother-maid Divine,
And all our vows like swallows soar
To Her celestial shrine!

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 12/10/2026

Mind you, if that advert had anything to do with Crowley, it would also need taking with a pinch of salt. The poems are, of course, doggerel—even if Vanity Fair once (apparently) thought otherwise

SELECTION FROM BURNS & OATES'
AMPHORA. Hymns to the Blessed Virgin. 2s. 6d. net. “A book of verse of exceptional literary merit.” – Vanity Fair.

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 12/10/2026

According to an advert at the time, the Daily Mail described Crowley’s verses as being filled “with quaint and charming conceits”, the work of “a mind full of earnest aspirations”, and something “cordially recommended to Catholic readers”

A contemporary advert for the book, which quotes the Daily Mail. The text isn't clear, and the important quotes from it are in the post

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 12/10/2026

So Crowley did what any self-respecting mystical loon would do: published it privately under the name Hail Mary, and shoved the dirty acrostic back in—and it wasn’t the only one. The second verse of the prologue spells TWAT, which seems a bit lazy by comparison

Prologue
MOTHER and maiden! on the natal night
Embowered in bliss of roses red and white,
Westward three Magi move to minister
To Him with gold and frankincense and myrrh.
Those Pagans gazing on the Heavenly Host
Were blest of FATHER, SON, and HOLY GHOST;
And me, though I be as an heathen Mage,
Thou wilt accept in this my pious page.

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 12/10/2026

So, he submitted some to publishers Burns & Oates, “did nothing to dispel rumors that [the] author was a leading London actress”, and they came out in December 1908. Catholic magazine The Month somewhat inaccurately praised their “lofty and sustained ... poetic flight”

O HAPPY flower, on whom there fell
The dew of the ineffable!
O jewelled cup, wherein was poured
The precious liquor of the LORD!

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 12/10/2026

According to Richard Kaczynski’s Perdurabo: The Life of Aleister Crowley, this all started when the mad old goat realised that “his poems in praise of non-Christian goddesses ... became perfectly acceptable hymns by merely changing the name to Mary and perhaps changing a key word or two”

THE worlds were drunken as with wine
When, shimmering from the throne divine,
The soul of Mary fixed its ray
Within the meek and maiden clay.
The stars in mightier music rolled;
The sun achieved a gladder gold;
The moon less pure acclaimed the morn;
—Mary immaculate is born.
Rejoice, O children of the earth,
At your salvation brought to birth!
This is the perfect period.
Mary is born that shall bear GOD.
Amen

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 12/10/2026

He tried to trick a Catholic publisher into printing this book of lurid poems (supposedly dedicated to the Virgin Mary, with “dubious theology and strong lesbian undertones”) by taking that bit out, but still got found out

Title page: Amphora – privately printed for the authoress and her intimates (with a picture of an amphora, a Greco-Roman storage jar)

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 12/10/2026

It’s the 151st anniversary of the birth of Aleister Crowley, the man who—among many, many other things—once put an acrostic in an “apparently innocuous book of devotional verse” which spelt out “The Virgin Mary I desire but arseholes set my prick on fire”

Epilogue
(By reading the first letter of the first word of each line and the first word of the last word of each line, the couplet ‘The Virgin Mary I Desire But Arseholes Set My Prick On Fire’ is formed)
TRANSCEND, O Mage, thy soul redeemed!
Her mercy shone where sorrow steamed.
Exalted in the skies of even
Virtue hath cleared thy way to Heaven.
In darkness hides the glittering ore.
Revealed thy Light, O mystic lore
Given by GOD, lest I should err
In dexter or in sinister.
Now Mary Virgin to my speech
Married Her fire that all and each
At last should gather to the Tryst,
Ripe suns arisen above the mist!
Yea ! Thou hast given me favour ! Yea !
In utmost love and awe we pray ;
Devoted to Thy reverence
Enkindle I time sweet incense
Secure from all the fears that chill,
In peace from them that rage and kill;
Receive, O Queen, the glad Oration
Even from a lost and pagan nation.
But Thou will make us wholly fit
Unto Thy grace and care of it,
Till all the Elixir do receive
[Amen!] to heal the hurt of Eve.

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 12/10/2026

The day is upon us! I know you’ve all been on tenterhooks, so... happy 363rd anniversary to this entry from the Diary of Samuel Pepys, in which he has a ‘clyster’, or... to deploy medical terminology: gets his wife to shove a pint of beer up his arse

...beginning to be very well, and yet when I came home⁠ ⁠… the little straining which I thought was no strain at all at the present did by and by bring me some pain for a good while. Anon, about 8 o’clock, my wife did give me a clyster which Mr. Hollyard directed, viz., a pint of strong ale, 4 oz. of sugar, and 2 oz. of butter. It lay while I lay upon the bed above an hour, if not two, and then thinking it quite lost I rose, and by and by it began with my walking to work, and gave me three or four most excellent stools and carried away wind, put me in excellent ease, and taking my usual walnut quantity of electuary at my going into bed I had about two stools in the night.⁠ ⁠…

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 11/10/2026

You’ll be delighted to hear that, since it’s 11 October, it’s time—YES, THAT’S RIGHT!—to ‘celebrate’ the 363rd anniversary of this entry from the Diary of Samuel Pepys, in which... well, you probably get the idea by now

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I after the old passe, all the day within doors,⁠ ⁠… the effect of my electuary last night, and the greatest of my pain I find to come by my straining.⁠ ⁠… For all this I eat with a very good stomach, and as much as I use to do, and so I did this noon, and stayed at home discoursing and doing things in my chamber

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 11/10/2026

Opening line of The Crow Road!

Shot of a page of a book, beginning with the words “It was the day my grandmother exploded.”

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 11/10/2026

It was, if the spirit of Iain Banks will forgive me, the day the pope exploded. Well, to be strictly accurate, today is the 68th anniversary of the day a botched embalming saw Pius XII’s rotting torso break open while he was lying in state. (Yes, sorry. This thread is absolutely disgusting)

Papal Swiss guards in costumes – and especially helmets – that could have come from the 1980 Flash Gordon film, flanking the dead body of Pope Pius XII in a big, posh room in a palace in Rome

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

Things I saw today (Apparently, the first thing represents the second)

A 6ft(?) inflatable anthropomorphic clock tower, which is sitting down

An actual huge red brick clock tower against a blue sky

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

So, happy 89th anniversary of the day Oswald Mosley tried to sell fascism to Liverpudlians—and someone concussed him with a brick

A man in a suit, standing on top of a van with loudspeakers on it, flinches as projectiles are hurled at him

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

Ah, of course! Happy 363rd anniversary to this entry from the Diary of Samuel Pepys, in which the saga of his constipation… continues to continue

10th. Up, and not in any good ease yet, but had pain in making water, and some course. I see I must take besides keeping myself warm to make myself break wind and go freely to stool before I can be well, neither of which I can do yet, though I have drank the other bottle of Mr. Hollyard's against my stomach this morning. I did, however, make shift to go to the office, where we sat, and there Sir J. Minnes and Sir W. Batten did advise me to take some juniper water, and Sir W. Batten sent to his Lady for some for me, strong water made of juniper. Whether that or anything else of my draught this morning did it I cannot tell, but I had a couple of stools forced after it... but whether I shall grow better upon it I cannot tell.

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

Also contains this image. She “loathes” being called a national treasure, but she is a blessing on us

Judi Dench posing with a lot of shredded paper on her head. Caption: "Whenever a parcel arrives, I can never resist fashioning a new hat from the packaging"

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 10/10/2026

Judi Dench on working with Frances Barber

As for Frankie's gift ... The play, among other things, is a discussion about unconventional sexual acts and so Frankie Barber, as a first-night present, bought me a double-ended dildo. It was about two metres long and all bendy - you could wear it as a scarf, which I did once when the company gathered for director's notes. But I had no idea where to keep it. I couldn't take it home, where my young grandson often came to stay, so in the end I hung it over Diana Rigg's portrait in my dressing room. My reasoning being that any visitors would be so arrested by the beautiful image of Diana, they wouldn't notice this massive penis dangling down each side of the frame.
But then one day I knew the cleaner had spotted it because when I arrived in my dressing room for that evening's performance, it was coiled up on my make-up table like a Cumberland sausage.

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 09/10/2026

Ladies and gentlemen: the weekend

Flamenco dancers. He’s wearing trousers so tight you can see what religion he is. She’s wearing a huge red skirt. It’s a photo of a postcard - one of those where the skirt is fabric that’s been glued on to the picture

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 09/10/2026

Well, then... happy 363rd anniversary to this entry from the Diary of Samuel Pepys, in which the saga of his constipation continues

9th. And did keep my bed most of this morning, my body I find being still bound and little wind, and so my pain returned again, though not so bad, but keeping my body with warm clothes very hot I made shift to endure it, and at noon sent word to Mr. Hollyard of my condition, that I could neither have a natural stool nor break wind, and by that means still in pain and fre-quent offering to make water. So he sent me two bottles of drink and some syrup, one bottle to take now and the other tomorrow morning. So in the evening, after Commissioner Pett, who came to visit me, and was going to Chatham, but methinks do talk to me in quite another manner, doubtfully and shyly, and like a stranger, to what he did heretofore. After I saw he was gone I did drink one of them, but it was a most loathsome draught, and did keep myself warm after it, and had that afternoon still a stool or two, but in no plenty, nor any wind almost carried away, and so to bed. In no great pain, but do not think myself likely to be well till I have a freedom of stool and wind. Most of this day and afternoon my wife and I did spend together in setting things now up and in order in her closet, which indeed is, and will be, when I can get her some more things to put in it, a very pleasant place, and is at present very pretty, and such as she, I hope, will find great content in. So to bed.

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 09/10/2026

No, sorry, that hasn’t quite done it. I’ll try again

Happy 90th birthday, Brian Blessed, in big letters

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 08/10/2026

Some fascinating detail that I wasn’t aware of in the long process of abolishing slavery (from David Olusoga’s excellent Black and British)

Wilberforce went on to introduce bills for the general abolition of the slave trade every year between 1794 and 1799. They were all voted down. Despite huge public agitation and the continuing growth of the abolitionist movement the issue of slavery rarely dominated the attention of parliamentarians: The wars with France, poor harvests, widespread distress among the poor and a rebellion in Ireland made it increasingly difficult for Clarkson, Wilberforce and their allies to keep the abuses of the slave-traders at the forefront of MPs' minds - despite the constant barrage of new abolitionist pamphlets and the constant drumbeat of mass public meetings and fiery speeches. Yet the bill of 1796 failed by only four votes after one group of pro-abolition MPs went to the opera and missed the vote. There were rumours that the performance of the comic opera The Two Hunchbacks that had drawn the lawmakers away from the chamber had been arranged by the supporters of the slave trade.

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 08/10/2026

So: happy 363rd anniversary to this entry from the Diary of Samuel Pepys, in which he… remains constipated

8th. So, keeping myself warm, to the office, and at noon home to dinner, my pain coming again by breaking no wind nor having any stool. So to Mr. Holliard, and by his direction, he assuring me that it is nothing of the stone, but only my constitution being costive, and that, and cold from without, breeding and keeping the wind, I took some powder that he did give me in white wine, and sat late up, till past eleven at night, with my wife in my chamber till it had done working, which was so weakly that I could hardly tell whether it did work or no.

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 07/10/2026

Friends: an apology. Earlier today, in a reply, I made an unevidenced assertion; describing myself as “a widely respected intellectual”. However, the second of my two most recent second-hand book purchases arrived today, allowing me to present to you this photograph. I trust this settles the matter

Two books: DAVID M FRIEDMAN’s A Mind of its Own - A CULTURAL HISTORY OF THE PENIS, and THE VAGINA - A Literary and Cultural History, by Emma L. E. Rees. Evidence not only of my intelligence and good sense, but also the perfect balance of my mind

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 07/10/2026

Thankfully, @reparrishcomics.bsky.social assures us there is nothing to worry about

r. e. parrish cartoon, entitled FOUND THE LOOPHOLE. 1. A man in a hat with a monkey’s paw says “THIS ... IS THE
CURSÉD MONKEY'S PAW. IT WILL GRANT THREE WISHES...”. Another man gasps. 2. “BUT I MUST WARN YOU- THERE MAY BE UNFORESEEN C-”. 3. The man who gasped says “SHUT IT, OLD MAN!” and snatches the paw off him. The first man says “BUT!” 4. The man with the paw says “I WISH FOR THE REST OF THE MONKEY”. 5 “POOF!” The monkey appears in his arms, smiling. 6. The man’s head and the monkey’s head appear in a star shape with the words “NEW BEST FRIENDS! NOTHING BAD HAPPENED!”

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 07/10/2026

So, happy 363rd anniversary to this entry from the Diary of Samuel Pepys, who had gone to bed the three previous nights “in some pain”, “in great pain”, and “beginning to be troubled with wind as I used to be”

I did keep my bed; and my pain continued on me mightily, that I keeped within all day in great pain, and could break no wind nor have any stool after my physic had done working. So in the evening I took coach and to Mr Hollyards, but he was not at home; and so home again. And whether the coach did me good or no I know not, but having a good fire in my chamber, I begun to break six or seven small and great farts; and so to bed and lay in good ease all night, and pissed pretty well in the morning, but no more wind came as it used to do plentifully, after it once begun, nor any inclination to stool.

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Odd This Day @oddthisday.bsky.social · 07/10/2026

It’s also 161 years since the inciting incident which brought about the Morant Bay Rebellion in Jamaica which prompted appalling violence by white planters on Black Jamaicans webarchive.nationalarchives.gov.uk/ukgwa/202506...

The attack on the court house St Thomas in the East Jamaica, 1865, by William Heysham Overend, showing protestors, some armed, surrounding a building. One, in the foreground, is injured, probably fired on

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