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on November 13, 2015

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Why We No Longer Update Journal of the Bizarre

People keep pointing out that we haven't updated Journal of the Bizarre since early January, and since we're tired of reciting the story over and over, we'll just make one final post describing how soy-guzzling, keyboard cowboy wokester jokesters-- who apparently got sand in their manginas after reading some our pro-conservative Twitter and Facebook posts-- began flagging our blog on January 6 and haven't stopped since. Hmm, wonder what could've happened on January 6th.... Of course, one has to wonder how much free time these bottom-feeders in the aquarium of American society have on their hands to devote themselves to demonetizing a 100% nonpolitical, nonpartisan blog about strange history, unsolved mysteries and the paranormal. Funny, we've been around since 2010 and have created over 500 posts without getting slapped down by Google, but, then again, those were different times... back when folks didn't get their panties twisted over the gender identity o...

Suicide in a Casket Plant

When sweethearts Alma Leopold and Fred Oehler decided to carry out a suicide pact in 1914, they couldn't find a more suitable place-- inside the Milwaukee Casket Company plant. The following story is from October 26, 1914.

The Haunted History of Quindaro

The year is 1889. In a lonely little farmhouse a few miles miles west of Kansas City, Kansas, the putrifying bodies of Wilhelmina Miller and Jacob Shaler are found by neighbors, setting the stage for an epic tale of murder, mystery-- and paranormal activity. As it would turn out, this quaint farmhouse, unassuming in appearance, would boast seven violent deaths and establish a reputation as being one of the most haunted sites in the state of Kansas. Hidden away in a dark glen just south of the historic runaway-slave settlement of Quindaro, about three quarters of a mile south of the road presently known as Parallel Parkway, once stood a 30-acre farm. In the spring of 1867 Mrs. Wilhelmina Miller purchased this property, and moved into the tiny three-room farmhouse with her husband. In the fall she hired a young man by the name of Manz, who soon became her lover. Mrs. Miller and her paramour flaunted their romance openly while the cuckolded husband silently stood by and brooded over...

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