The Ten Bells is a historic pub located at the corner of
Commercial Street and Fournier Street in London. It’s most likely most notable
for its association with infamous serial killer, Jack the Ripper. Two victims
of this elusive killer, Annie Chapman and Mary Jane Kelly, were frequent guests
of the pub. The two sex-workers would often pick up clients outside the Ten
On the evening of 7 September, 1888, Annie finished off her
drink and walked out into the chilly winter air. Little did she know, she would
be Jack the Ripper’s next victim. The following morning, her bloody and
mutilated body was discovered on Haybury Street.
It’s no surprise that there is a plethora of paranormal
activity reported from the Ten Bells. Staff and guests alike have recalled
seeing an elderly man clad in Victorian-era clothing loitering around the pub before
disappearing, seemingly into thin air. Ohers have reported that when the clock strikes midnight on 31
December, a shadowy figure can be seen jumping from Westminster Bridge. This
shadowy figure is said to be Jack the Ripper himself.
America’s involvement in World War I began with the sinking of the British civilian cruise ship Lusitania by a German torpedo in 1915. The German government had warned Britain to suspend tourism during the hostilities, because German ships weren’t going to discriminate between civilian and military vessels when they got trigger-happy. Nevertheless, the Lusitania embarked from New York to Britain on May 1, under the captain’s naive impression that the Germans wouldn’t really blow up a cruise ship full of innocent tourists. Over a thousand people died when Germany called that particular bluff.
As with Pearl Harbor, 9/11, and basically any tragedy ever, there are conspiracy theories that say the American government allowed the attack to go ahead because they wanted an excuse to enter the war and start whooping German ass. But when it comes to the Lusitania, that idea is a little more plausible.
For one thing, the official story at the time was that two torpedoes launched by a German submarine sank the ship, but it’s since been proven that only one torpedo was launched. The cause of the well-documented second explosion remains a mystery, which is like Viagra for the kinds of people who Google jet fuel temperatures on their lunch break.
“I worry about you seeing all that blood.
Can’t be good for your fragile womanly temperament.”
“Oh? Where in a medical dictionary
does it say a woman cannot handle such things? What is a man’s soul made of
that a woman’s is not?” I teased. “I had no idea my innards were composed of
cotton and kittens, while yours were filled with steel and steam-driven parts.”