Peter Frederiksen, a 63-year-old Danish gun shop owner living in South Africa, was arrested in September after his wife told police he had mutilated her genitals. When police searched his house, they found more than 10 pieces of at least seven female genitals in the freezer. Yesterday, Yahoo! News reports, Frederiksen appeared in court to ask for bail while he awaits trial.
According to News24, the “clitoris collector” is already charged with sexual assault, and it is expected the state will add charges of conspiracy to commit murder, possession, bigamy, and the production and distribution of child pornography to the list. After Frederiksen’s wife called the police to report her husband’s alleged crime, she was shot and killed outside their home — no one has been arrested yet in connection with her death, but police are treating the case as a murder.
Though the exact number is not confirmed, IOL.com reports as many as 21 pieces of female genitalia were found in Frederiksen’s freezer and that each one was labeled as a “trophy” and documented with pictures of the corresponding victim. One of the genitals found is believed to be from a victim as young as 7 years old. Police are encouraging more of his alleged victims to come forward as they prepare for trial.
Frederiksen’s attorney Luthando Tshangana told Yahoo! he is “confident that [Frederiksen] still has the possibility of getting bail.” Frederiksen has yet to enter a plea and did not speak to the press himself while in court.
A fight between two schoolgirls flared into a near-riot as hundreds of teenagers swarmed along a busy London shopping street.
Commuters dived for cover as around 200 teenagers, some carrying baseball bats, descended on Hoe Street near Walthamstow Central station, from 5pm last night.
Buses were diverted as officers cordoned off the area while dog handlers worked with the Met’s specialist TSG group to spend four hours restoring order.
Scotland Yard said three people had been arrested in connection with the brawl, believed to have been triggered by two girls from different sixth-form colleges fighting over the same boy.
Mobile phone footage circulated widely on social media showed groups of girls clashing in the street, tearing at each other’s hair and faces and weilding baseball bats.
Sir George Monoux, one of the two colleges whose students are said to have been involved, last night tweeted: “We are looking into this to see if this is associated with the college in anyway.”
On Tuesday evening, a crowd armed with baseball bats descends on Hoe Street near Walthamstow Central station. Police, including the Met’s specialist Territorial Support Group, are called in to deal with the violence. Later on shocking footage emerges on social media showing teenagers scrapping and brawling in the busy Hoe Street. MP Stella Creasy uses Twitter to condemn the violence and calls for people to avoid area. Police officers and dogs were discharged to confront the mob in Chingford Road as they try to control crowds in the area
Scotland Yard said three people – a 16-year-old boy, a girl of the same age, and an 18-year-old man – were arrested. MP Stella Creasy also shared police correspondence in which officers insist there was “no riot” but acknowledge there were “some small scuffles”.
The worst of the violence took place within yards of a McDonald’s restaurant which had earlier been swamped with more than 100 teenagers.
Nilufer Polat, 36, a waitress in restaurant Niyazi Usta, said: “There were two girls fighting in a big group. They were fighting and punching each other.
“Then there were hundreds of them shouting at each other. We locked the shop because they were all outside. I was scared. Police were trying to stop them but they couldn’t.”
A 31-year-old barmaid at The Goose pub said: “It was crazy. They were young kids. The police ran over and took them over to different sides and split them. We were surprised – that’s not normal for here.”
Sangeetha Ratnan, 46, was working in Foster’s Supermarket when the fight broke out.
A police car in Walthamstow – surrounded by youths
She said: “So many people came together and started fighting. They were fighting everywhere. It was horrible.
“They were fighting everywhere. It was horrible.”
Eyeitness Sangeetha Ratnan, 46 said “We were surprised that many students got together. It was very bad. We locked the shop.
“They blocked the road for three and a half hours and we had no customers.”
Yoga instructor Sophia Pym, 30, was forced to cancel her evening class as central Walthamstow was put in lock down.
She was stuck in traffic when she saw a group of teenagers running towards her car with police in pursuit.
She said: “There was a feeling of electricity in the air. And I couldn’t believe when the police explained it was 200 kids fighting in the street.”
Walthamstow MP Stella Creasy today called for an investigation into the “unacceptable” brawl and urged witnesses to hand photographs and videos into the police.
She said she would be speaking to both colleges whose students were said to be involved, adding: “Walthamstow young people you are too talented to waste – asking you all not to be so stupid as to get involved and risk a criminal record or assault.”
One teenager posted on Instagram: “Started off with two girls from different colleges having a fight over a guy they were both dating.
“Ended with rows and rows of police blocking roads and a helicopter.
“Who is this guy? Not just the cause of two girls fighting, but caused a riot between two colleges.”
Two people were today being questioned on suspicion of affray. A third was arrested for possession of an offensive weapon.
You might have heard of the saying “running around like a headless chicken”
What you may not know however, is that the saying was actually coined out of a real life story of a real headless chicken.
Seventy years ago, a farmer beheaded a chicken in Colorado, and it refused to die. Mike, as the bird became known, survived for 18 months and became famous. But how did he live without a head for so long, asks Chris Stokel-Walker.
On 10 September 1945 Lloyd Olsen and his wife Clara were killing chickens, on their farm in Fruita, Colorado. Olsen would decapitate the birds, his wife would clean them up. But one of the 40 or 50 animals that went under Olsen’s hatchet that day didn’t behave like the rest.
“They got down to the end and had one who was still alive, up and walking around,” says the couple’s great-grandson, Troy Waters, himself a farmer in Fruita. The chicken kicked and ran, and didn’t stop.
It was placed in an old apple box on the farm’s screened porch for the night, and when Lloyd Olsen woke the following morning, he stepped outside to see what had happened. “The damn thing was still alive,” says Waters.
“It’s part of our weird family history,” says Christa Waters, Troy’s wife.
Waters heard the story as a boy, when his bedridden great-grandfather came to live with Troy’s family. The two had adjacent bedrooms, and the old man, often sleepless, would talk for hours.
“He took the chicken carcasses to town to sell them at the meat market,” Waters says.
“He took this rooster with him – and back then he was still using the horse and wagon quite a bit. He threw it in the wagon, took the chicken in with him and started betting people beer or something that he had a live headless chicken.”
Word spread around Fruita about the miraculous headless bird. The local paper dispatched a reporter to interview Olsen, and two weeks later a sideshow promoter called Hope Wade travelled nearly 300 miles from Salt Lake City, Utah. He had a simple proposition: take the chicken on to the sideshow circuit – they could make some money.
“Back then in the 1940s, they had a small farm and were struggling,” Waters says. “Lloyd said, ‘What the hell – we might as well.'”
First they visited Salt Lake City and the University of Utah, where the chicken was put through a battery of tests. Rumour has it that university scientists surgically removed the heads of many other chickens to see whether any would live.
It was here that Life Magazine came to marvel over the story of Miracle Mike the Headless Chicken – as he had by now been branded by Hope Wade. Then Lloyd, Clara and Mike set off on a tour of the US.
They went to California and Arizona, and Hope Wade took Mike on a tour of the south-eastern United States when the Olsens had to return to their farm to collect the harvest.
The bird’s travels were carefully documented by Clara in a scrapbook that is preserved in the Waters’s gun safe today.
People around the country wrote letters – 40 or 50 in all – and not all positive. One compared the Olsens to Nazis, another from Alaska asked them to swap Mike’s drumstick in exchange for a wooden leg. Some were addressed only to “The owners of the headless chicken in Colorado”, yet still found their way to the family farm.
After the initial tour, the Olsens took Mike the Headless Chicken to Phoenix, Arizona, where disaster struck in the spring of 1947.
“That’s where it died – in Phoenix,” Waters says.
Mike was fed with liquid food and water that the Olsens dropped directly into his oesophagus. Another vital bodily function they helped with was clearing mucus from his throat. They fed him with a dropper, and cleared his throat with a syringe.
The night Mike died, they were woken in their motel room by the sound of the bird choking. When they looked for the syringe they realised they had left it at the sideshow, and before they could find an alternative, Mike suffocated.
“For years he would claim he had sold [the chicken] to a guy in the sideshow circuit,” Waters says, before pausing. “It wasn’t until, well, a few years before he died that he finally admitted to me one night that it died on him. I think he didn’t ever want to admit he screwed up and let the proverbial goose that lays golden eggs die on him.”
Olsen would never tell what he did with the dead bird. “I’m willing to bet he got flipped out in the desert somewhere between here and Phoenix, on the side of the road, probably eaten by coyotes,” Waters says.
But by any measure Mike, bred as a fryer chicken, had a good innings. How had he been able to survive for so long?
The thing that surprises Dr Tom Smulders, a chicken expert at the Centre for Behaviour and Evolution at Newcastle University, is that he did not bleed to death. The fact that he was able to continue functioning without a head he finds easier to explain.
For a human to lose his or her head would involve an almost total loss of the brain. For a chicken, it’s rather different.
“You’d be amazed how little brain there is in the front of the head of a chicken,” says Smulders.
It is mostly concentrated at the back of the skull, behind the eyes, he explains.
Reports indicate that Mike’s beak, face, eyes and an ear were removed with the hatchet blow. But Smulders estimates that up to 80% of his brain by mass – and almost everything that controls the chicken’s body, including heart rate, breathing, hunger and digestion – remained untouched.
It was suggested at the time that Mike survived the blow because part or all of the brain stem remained attached to his body. Since then science has evolved, and what was then called the brain stem has been found to be part of the brain proper.
“Most of the bird brain as we know it now would actually be considered the brain stem back then,” Smulders says.
“The names that had been given to parts of the bird brain in the late 1800s were all indicating equivalences with the mammalian brain that were in fact wrong.”
Why those who tried to create a Mike of their own did not succeed is hard to explain. It seems the cut, in Mike’s case, came in just the right place, and a timely blood clot luckily prevented him bleeding to death.
Troy Waters suspects that his great-grandfather tried to replicate his success with the hatchet a few times.
Certainly, others did. A neighbour who lived up the road would buy up any chickens for sale at an auction in nearby Grand Junction, Colorado, and stop by the family farm with a six-pack of beer for Olsen, to persuade him to explain exactly how he did it.
“I remember [him] telling me, laughing, that he got free beer every other weekend because the neighbour was sure he got filthy rich off this chicken,” Waters says.
“Filthy rich” was an opinion many held in Fruita of the Olsen family. But according to Waters, that was an exaggeration.
“He did make a little money off it,” Waters says. He bought a hay baler and two tractors, replacing his horse and mule. And also – a bit of a luxury – a 1946 Chevrolet pickup truck.
Waters once asked Lloyd Olsen if he had fun. “He said, ‘Oh yeah, I had a chance to travel around and see parts of the country I probably otherwise wouldn’t have seen. I was able to modernise and have farm equipment.’ But it was something he put in his past.
“He still farmed the rest of his life, scratched a living out of the dirt.”
What happens when a chicken’s head is chopped off?
Beheading disconnects the brain from the rest of the body, but for a short period the spinal cord circuits still have residual oxygen.
Without input from the brain these circuits start spontaneously. “The neurons become active, the legs start moving,” says Dr Tom Smulders of Newcastle University.
Usually the chicken is lying down when this happens, but in rare cases, neurons will fire a motor programme of running.
“The chicken will indeed run for a little while,” says Smulders. “But not for 18 months, more like 15 minutes or so.”
Story culled from http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/magazine
A cheating Lothario found our the price of his sins the hard way.
His girlfriend found out he’d been having an affair with his co-worker – and blinded by jealousy, decided to pay him back – but “lighting his fire” . She waited till he was sleeping soundly in bed before using nail varnish remover as an accelerant which she doused on his underpants – in the crotch area – and then used a long lighter to set him on fire! in a further show of weird callousness, she had her camera in hand to record the entire incident.
Luckily the cheating boyfriend jolts awake after just a few seconds, screaming and batting at the flames.
‘You cheating on me with my f***ing co-worker, you didn’t think I was gonna find out?’ she is heard shouting as he rolls over and moans, holding his crotch.
‘Get your s*** and get the f*** out,’ she says, as he falls off the bed and stumbles off camera.
Lesson learnt guys – if you’re going to cheat on your partner, never leave your manhood unattended.
Please be informed however, that Baroness J does not recommend or support this kind of action. Way over the top, in my opinion.
A muslim cleric in Pakistan has declared that women wearing jeans are the reason behind eathquakes, inflation and all other natural disaters and a war must be declared against them.
During a press conference at a local hotel in Islamabad, Jamiat Ulema-e-Islami Fazl (JUI-F) Chief Maulana Fazlur Rehman asked the Pakistani armed forces to launch a military operation against women wearing jeans all over Pakistan.
According to him, the immodesty of women is the cause behind earthquakes, inflation and other kinds of disasters.
Fazlur Rehman went on to say that a woman who is not covered like a ‘sack of flour’ is a mobile weapon of mass destruction for her state and that Pakistan has multitude of such nuclear missiles in all its major cities.
Rehman then blamed ‘immodest women’ for the Baluchistan crisis, lack of energy supply and the deteriorating security situation in Pakistan.
Fazlur Rehman was suggesting that, if these women are wrapped in sacks and kept inside homes and if the Shariah law was in place, then the Taliban brothers would not be attacking Pakistan.
Fazlur Rehman also talked about the demerits of the operation against the Tehrik-e-Taliban Pakistan (TTP). Justifying his angst, Fazlur Rehman said that Taliban were not Pakistan’s enemy and the forces needed to target the real enemies of Pakistan.
Providing a solution he continued saying that once Allah stops delivering his wrath via the Taliban, the economy would automatically improve through foreign investment leading to improvement in the energy situation.
Rehman then openly requested the army chief and the prime minister to openly declare war against Pakistani women and launch a military operation.
What next – babies waring nappies to be blamed for high petrol prices? I wont be surprised.
One woman got caught short after she crashed into the back of a lorry because she was masturbating.
Using a Rampant Rabbit style vibrator, the woman had continued to drive her car while pleasuring herself, and evidently became so distracted she slammed into the back of the van.
Unfortunately for her, the van, which belongs to fish specialist M&J Seafood, was fitted with a rear facing camera which showed the woman clutching the sex toy and quickly buttoning up her trousers after the smash.
The driver was apparently terrified he would lose his job after the incident, but when he was called into the office his boss revealed the truth of the crash.
A source told the Gloucestershire Echo:
‘The bosses told him it wasn’t his fault and then said “Have you seen this?” He was like “What the f**?” They all had a good laugh. Apparently the lady was pretty fit.’