Tigah Grillz

La Bibliothèque Infernale

Diablerie

If the sun don’t come…

Riot Goin’ On

Trust a Berliner to demonstrate in a get-up like this!

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The Werewolf

A Werewolf, troubled by his name,
Left wife and brood one night and came
To a hidden graveyard to enlist
The aid of a long-dead philologist.

“Oh sage, wake up, please don’t berate me,”
He howled sadly, “Just conjugate me.”
The seer arose a bit unsteady
Yawned twice, wheezed once, and then was ready.

“Well, `Werewolf’ is your plural past,
While `Waswolf’ is singularly cast:
There’s `Amwolf’ too, the present tense,
And `Iswolf,’ `Arewolf’ in this same sense.”

“I know that–I’m no mental cripple–
The future form and participle
Are what I crave,” the beast replied.
The scholar paused–again he tried:

“A `Will-be-wolf?’ It’s just too long:
`Shall-be-wolf?’ `Has-been-wolf?’ Utterly wrong!
Such words are wounds beyond all suture–
I’m sorry, but you have no future.”

The Werewolf knew better–his sons still slept
At home, and homewards now he crept,
Happy, humble, without apology
For such folly of philology.

–Christian Morgenstern, translation by Alexander Gross

Blackbeard’s Pirate Flag

Edward Teach AKA Blackbeard was killed on this day in 1718.

Anna Csillag

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Strong Lady

Sex Bomb

An array of bombs, with Rita Hayworth for scale.

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Of Animals and Men

Photos by Pieter Hugo