Yes, I knew about the O.J. murder trial, but mostly because he was featured in some films; I understood that he played football for a while, too. He bought a team of high-powered lawyers, which not only got him off the murder charges but funded an apparently popular television show starring the Kardashians. Ultimately, his search for the real killer, which involved trips to many golf courses around the country, landed him in Vegas. As the old saying goes, "What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas."
And sure enough, O.J. happened in Vegas, and he ended up staying there - in prison. Supposedly, he's getting out soon, and may star in his own reality TV show. But I digress; as I mentioned, I understood that he played football somewhere, and that brings me to the crux of this tale: upon powering up today, I was greeted with the headline Hernandez Kills Again.
Okay, who's this Hernandez guy? Huh - another football player, according to a description sent in by an acquaintance who follows sports but doesn't write especially well:
Aaron Hernandez, who used to be an NFL player with the Patriots making $40 million dollars a year and he murdered someone and was serving a life sentence for first degree murder, and his former team won the Superbowl, and they will be visiting the White House today, and he committed suicide and his body was found today. Last week he was happy that he was found innocent of 2 other murders.
I understand that he was about 27 years old. You'd think football would be violent enough for the guy - especially given the amount of cash he was pulling down - but it seems as though he needed a bigger adrenaline rush. So murder it was, and a life with no parole sentence arising from that. Then it turns out that his old team wins the Big Game and gets all the bling and the parade and everything while he's stuck in his cell with diddly-squat. To top it off, today his former team visits the White House. I'm guessing he couldn't stand it anymore, so he hung himself. Well, it doesn't look like making good choices was really his forte.
While I'm rambling along, here's another thing I didn't know:
Most lead sarcophagi contain dry remains, but some bodies decompose into a viscous black liquid known as “coffin liquor”. Should the ancient casings crack, it will spray forth.
I'd never heard of the term, but it sounds extremely unhealthy. Yes, I believe I'd leave those coffins right where they were discovered:
Last year, during the refurbishment of the Garden Museum, which is housed in a deconsecrated medieval parish church next to Lambeth Palace, the Archbishop of Canterbury’s official London residence, builders made the discovery of a lifetime: a cache of 30 lead coffins that had lain undisturbed for centuries.
The church itself was originally an Anglo-Saxon structure, built in 1062. The find was made by accident as contractors were attempting to level the floor near the old altar and accidentally cut a 6" hole in the floor, revealing a void below. That led to a stairway, which itself led to a brick-lined vault. After inventorying what was down there, they installed a manhole with a clear panel that will enable visitors to peer into the stairway and part of the vault.
Another mystery of history unraveled.