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Astonishing Legends Network Disclaimer. This episode includes the usual amount of adult language and graphic discussions you've come to expect around here, but in the event it becomes an unusual amount, expect another call from me. Hey, everybody, welcome back to Scare It all the time. I'm Chris Calari. Now I'm ed for Cola, and we are going to the beach today because today is our announcement. I cannot wait. It has been a long time coming, a full year in fact, from our last Summer of Fear episodes to this year's brand new Summer of Fear episodes. We kick this series off last year, you might remember, with episodes on brain eating, Amiba's shark attacks, fireworks, roller coasters, road trips, summer camps, and a back to school episode to wrap things up, and this year we are doubling down this year. Our first Summer of Fear episode is going to come out this Thursday, June eleventh, and it is about Tsunamis. We have the girls from Drinking the Kool Aid guesting on that episode with us. It's one of my favorite episodes you ever recorded. It's gonna be a good time. Do not miss it. And because they were there. We didn't dress like this. We will never dress like this again. But listen, we've heard you gotta be noisy out there on the internet. So what people who can't see that's I guess, sunblock on Chris's face. Yes, if you're just listening to the podcast ed and I are dressed ready to go to the beach, weucky to you. He is in a California raisins crop top, not a tank top, not a cross top, and a nice hat and sunglasses. I've got a backwards hat, sunglasses, little suntann loation on my face, and a towel draped over my nude shoulder. Whish I had a towel draped over zero definition in this VHS camera display I have here. But we gotta get through the rest of the summer of fear. Here. I got to let people know the dates. So we've got June eleventh is Tsunamis. June twenty fifth is an episodisode on Ticks. July ninth, you've got Mermaids July twenty third, right before Lallapalooza. We're tackling music festivals, Solar eclipses on August sixth, and then we are going to close the Summer of Fear with the launch of a brand new series, the Fifty States of Fear Series, which is going to be an ongoing project where we talk about the scariest things in all fifty states. We're starting with the most summary state of all, California, and that'll drop August twentieth. In between, we'll still be dropping New Fear Unlocked episodes every other Thursday on Patreon, along with Flashback Friday episodes of New Fear Unlocked for everybody, and maybe a couple of the surprises along the way. Who knows. It's the summer, anything can happen. Yep, we might get sunburns and have to have to do a whole episode on that. Yeah, we've got a bunch. We've got a bunch of We've got Summer of Fears lined up for a while. That's hope, because we have a lot of summers to continue to do this show. We don't want to burn it all this year. No, no, we won't. We won't. But we also didn't want this episode to just be an announcement where you guys hear two minutes of us talking about what you have to look forward to. Well, I guess you wouldn't want this episode. We would didn't want this to be an announcement. We wanted it to be an episode, an announcement at the top. Here you go. So we've got a little bit of a minisode for you. It's Monday. We don't usually drop episodes on a Monday. We never wear sunglasses indoors otherwise. Ever, for any reason. I don't no one fucking should this is. I don't like what you're doing. He's doing. You look pretty cool ed. No, you're doing some sort of Johnny Cage shit at me right now. I think you look pretty cool ed. I think this is terrible. Hello, Hello, stop that. So I thought it would be fun to do a quick, little summary minisode. I've got an article and a short story to share, and I think we're going to start with the article because this is disgusting. I'd never heard of this. Some of our UK listeners may be familiar with this. In the hot summer of eighteen fifty eight, London's booming population as the River Thames started to pong, a smell so bad it caused a sewer revolution. Just a pong pong. I don't even know what the term pong means I think we're gonna learn this article is called the Great Stink of eighteen fifty eight. I don't okay. That's a very smelly summer in the city. Hot hot summer nights. Dude, hot Tom smelly in the city already sued Modern London. This article says, oh, and this article is from the London Museum, so this is an artic. This is official London history from the London Museum. And it begins. Modern London can be a grimy place. It often smells, but eighteen fifty eight, It's great stink was on another level. That's what I'm gonna say about our stinkiest episodes. Someday this one we use. Sometimes we stink, but this one's on another level. We've done our stinkiest episode and then a fan sent dos those neck things and it's helped. That's true. London had outgrown the city's waste disposal customs, causing Pooh and worse to clog the Tames, smaller rivers, and even the city's streets. I don't know what would be worse than pooh clogging the Thames. Bodies, yeah, I guess corpses of animals and just like guts and dew. And I don't know, man, that's not it's not our country. Whatever's getting thrown in there. We don't want to put our what we think on top of it. America has thrown some pretty terrible things into our rivers. But in eighteen fifty eight, I don't know, I don't know what the what the Londoners were tossing it, tossing over the edge. I don't know waters. I don't even if it doesn't say in the article, was never meant to be known. I think I think we're going to learn a little bit here. So one hot, dry summer is all it took to send the smells into OAF drive. Okay. The government responded and engineer Joseph Basilgett was asked to provide a solution, and he probably said, the fuck are you looking to me for? I don't want to get as far away from the stinky river as possible. Yeah, the brickline tunnels he built still formed the basis of London sewers today. Oh so. Part of the reason this was an issue was because London's population doubled between eighteen hundred and the eighteen fifties, which is a crazy fast amount of time to double the city's population. Because they sent out all those flyers to the rest of the world, being like, come to London, it'll never smell, we promise, I think, And people were like, fuck, I gotta get over there. It's ever gonna smell. Jokes on them, joke is on them. At the time of the Great Stink with with Queen Victoria on the throne, with Apollo Creed, you never want to be the queen who presides over the greatest stink of all time. Yeah, I don't think you have a say in it. With Queen Victoria on the throne. London had a population of over two and a half million at this point, making it the largest city in the world. But more people equals more waste, and London wasn't prepared. In the eighteen fifties, waste of all types ended up in the River Thames. There was human pooh and wi. The terms this article uses pooho we. I mean thritten for and by babies. No, it's written by the London Museum, ran by babies, maybe famously. So there was pooh and wei and then I was right. There were dead animals thrown away, food, industrial waste from riverside factories and the bodies of anyone who drowned. Okay, so just anyone who drowned. Yeah, I guess the uh what's the term for the British police officers, the bobbies? Bobbies? The Bobbies weren't gonna go bobbing for bodies in the river town, not in the streets. Manure piled up from the horse drawn carriages. In eighteen fifty eight, temperatures hit thirty degrees. I assume that celsius and stayed high for weeks. The river sank lower than normal, leaving sewage on the river banks. The filth baked in the heat of the unusually hot summer, and the smell was worse than ever before. What did it smell like? I just yawned before anybody uh watching. It looked like I started throwing out. Well at there were exact right moments. And that's literally what people did. It smelled nauseating. People are reported to a vomited if they got too close to the river Thames. There's a wood cut in this article of death stalking the Thames in a cartoon from the Year of the Great Stink. It's actually a really beautiful creepy woodcut of just a skeleton and a cloak rowing down. Oh wow, I pictured it way more cartoony with like a skeleton. His hand is out and he's. Like going peeu no, no. Look. I would say it's certainly cartoony, but spooky. Yeah, it's he doesn't have a nose and it shows. Yeah, yeah, he's not Buchan or nothing. This actually kind of is reminding me of the La River. As it dries out, it gets stinky and there's tons of shit in it. I don't know how much human waste is in it, but other than like hobos and stuff. But I'm saying I think this was like everyone's was there. Yeah, I would. I'll give La credit. I think they pulled drowning victims out of the La River. Well, certainly when there's a drought you can see them all. Yeah, go scoop them up. Yeah. Worse than the smell, the rotting waste also spread disease. At the time, people didn't think diseases were spread by water, So Londoners still use the dirty Tames for drinking and washing. No, oh my god, there's so much filth in this river at this point, trench mouth. You would think French mouth, you would you would think that even even in a society that didn't know that disease could be spread through water, that this would be been disgusting enough for some time that you would be like, I don't know if I'm gonna drink it. Just putting it in your mouth would be so hard to do. I guess I don't know where else you get your water. I also don't know. Maybe it's clear, maybe it's perfectly fine to the to the eye. I can't imagine. Well, I met like in the cup, not necessarily in a. It's like it's gotta be brown as ship at this point, Like there's poop, there's dead animals, it's drying up. So it's all like condensing. I just you know, people didn't have a lot of options. I guess not well, people can become I think like people have the capacity to get used to anything, so I. Get Yeah, I guess if it happens slowly enough too. But this really puts into perspective how a few options you had if you were drinking from the Thames in the mid eighteen hundred. Yeah, during the summer of the Great Stink, Cholera and typhoid spread quickly. People blamed the smell itself, what they called the miasma, which is still a word people still use from when you get sick from stink. I don't know if they use it when you get sick from stink, but it's still a word that's used to describe like a disgusting collection of It's like a miasma. Oh, like the stuff that. Stimpy would keep stimpy definitely. I don't know if he actually collected miasma technically, but he seems like a guy who would. Who is Yeah, well. It's like goop. I just checked the definition. The modern definition is a highly unpleasant or unwholesome atmosphere. All right, Well then, yeah, that guy was a connoisseur of miasma. This we're talking about red and stimpy. Yeah, yeah, yeah, absolutely so. Anyone who could afford to in this summer of eighteen fifty eight left the city. That's how bad it smelled. It drove people away in waves. Otherwise, Londoners stayed indoors. Curtains and blinds were soaked in chloride of lime to block the smell. I don't know, I mean the smell. It sounds like it's it's taking over. It's a fog. Yes, it's a fog of smell that is pounding against your doors. And so you're willing to hang lime chloride in your house, which I don't know what that smells like, but I am imagining not good, just to block the stench. It's not a neutral you know, it's not new car smell that you're putting up there. Yeah, domicile in London at this point. No, it's two. So it's like two chemicals fighting each other in the streets. You can't come in, says this lie Parliament. It was sitting that summer and MPs felt the full force of the stink outside their windows. Waste baked on the exposed river beds, and the thickened Thames crawled by, so it was thick. Yeah. Wow, So it's just a I wouldn't take a glass of this lumped up water, like, oh my god. And also the MP's aren't those like politicians? Yeah, you think they'd be like, we gotta do something here. Well they do. Now, I mean now politicians like spend as little time in Parliament or in Congress as possible. Well, I'm saying if they actually went in you think they'd be like, this is we should they should probably address this. I have to work here. Yeah they did. I mean they didn't have zoom meetings. I think they were in. Was a uh like like drive a snowplow through the stink you get there? Yes, well ed, as you always do. I feel like you're very good at at predicting the next piece of each article that we read. The next sentence tells us that the govern rushed through a bill proposed by Benjamin Disraeli to fund a new sewer. The bill became law in just eighteen days, which has got to be a record. Yeah, man, it's this is what I'm saying. This is this goes out to you, Mom and dad. I'm always right about everything. Now, anyone, who's anyone who's wondering, Hey, London eighteen fifties, that's pretty modern. Not really, there's no cars yet. That's true, but modern enough that you would think they would have had a sewer system already. Oh yeah, considering they find sewer systems and aqueducts in like ancient Greece. And yesu yeah, so for centuries London dependent on inconsistent local waste disposal, including night soil collectors who emptied cesspits. That's one of the worst jobs that's ever existed. Just a job i'd assume was for criminals, yes, like like this is a penance thing, but I doubt it. No, No, probably just just for well intentioned, good people who think. It wants to you know, need some money to Like how many years of night soil collector do I have to be to afford to leave this this stink cloud? You know, smaller rhythm based on the description by the way of the terror that is this stink? Yes? Uh did you watch Chernobyl where like it's really fucked up? Or like the humans can only spend like, oh't know, ninety seconds on that rooftop having to to push the radioactive material off. Any longer you'll die than they all died anyway. They all melted basically. Yeah, that's if it's as bad as people are saying, you'd think that what's the like, what's the shelf life of having this job? Not long like ninety seconds? Yeah, and like how many nights did you collect soil? Well? I think his bones speak for itself. The man's skin melted off on the first night of work. Most of the people who spend time as soil collectors throw themselves into the soil and die. Yeah pretty quickly. Yeah, not a lot of punched time cards at the end of the day here. No, no, no, but hey, you don't have to pay them, so I think you have to pay them. Well, pay out the family fans. Oh that they for sure didn't have to do. I guess you're right. Yeah, they didn't put in their time cards. So. Smaller rivers like the Fleet and the Tyburn, which ran into the Thames, were a commonplace to empty the contents of chamber pots, toyota, hot buckets, shit, yeah, hot buckets, a piston shit. Charles Dickens describes the situation from a Distance, From a Distance in his novel From a Distance is the name of the book, No, it's his eighteen fifties novel Little Dorrit quote through the heart of the town, A deadly sewer ebbed and flowed in the place of a fine, fresh river. The increasingly popular flushing toilet made things worse, letting wealthy families send their poo directly to the river. Yeah, about to say so. They invented flushing toilets before functioning sewer system and just flew. They it all went directly into the river. If you're wealthy enough, we'll have the pipes be your bucket. They'll go directly into the mouths of the poor. They'll feed on that human centipizza. Really funny that they found a more convenient way to pollute the river. Yeah, and not anything about fixing the river. So for years the Metropolitan Board of Works had wanted to improve London sewers, but they didn't have the money because all the rich people, I assume were spending toilets. So with new funding that the politicians managed to find in eighteen days, the Metropolitan Board of Works hired Joseph Bazilget to address the problem. His solution was a sprawling network of underground tunnels that connected local drains and sent waste downstream. With the help of pumping stations at Deptford and Abbey Mills, the river fleet was diverted underground, becoming part of the sewers. I'd love if this was like already. It's like, well you came up with that really quickly, Like this is really intricate and it's incredible, blah blah blah. It's like, oh, I didn't come I just took this from a list of proposed bills about how to never see the poor. Like there's like three of these here. It's like all these intricate tunnels to like make it so you never see the poor. Yeah, but I guess we can use it for sewage instead. Basilgatz project was eventually completed in eighteen seventy five, so it took like fifteen years to do well. No, it was eighteen fifty eight, so not even ten years to do this, but still they didn't solve it that Summer and His sewers have been used in the capitol for centuries since, but London's twenty first century population eventually merited an upgrade in construction of a new quote super sewer which sounds like a Ninja Turtle's place set. The Thames Tideway Tunnel began in twenty sixteen. Did you ever see like Victorian era like like water processing plants and sewer things. No, they're one of them. I think they've I think somewhere in London they have restored one two. It's like heyday, and they're stunning. They're stunning. They're like stunningly beautiful, like even when it was going to be underground and nobody is going to see it except for guys like shoveling stuff or scooping things up. Right, it was still just like Victorian era stunning iron work and like beautiful shit, right, And yeah, one of them they've restored, I believe, and it's now a museum about that type of time period. But like it's really really really stunning. That's cool. I'm glad they had like civic pride enough to build beautiful. Every once in a while, if you drive around LA you can still see like the the nineteen twenties, like public works like electrical stations and stuff. That I always talked, I don't know how, no one's done it yet, the like a coffee table book of just the nineteen twenties and thirties, like Art deco water process like yeah, not like like like water and power buildings. Yes, they're very necessarily iconic, but I'm saying, like they you always know what it is when you. See it, yeah, exactly. And then I think also Burbank has that, like when you're going over like Olive whatever, you're going like into downtown Burbank from where like Frank's Diner is, and there's like right there on your left is that old power plant? Or the fuck is they are burbank and like real the art deco letters pross up. I think that was that same era of just like awesome looking works. Well, the Brits beat us to it by sounds like a couple hundred year or one hundred something years, but they beat us to a lot. So yeah, but that and then it ended right there. Yeah, ended right there, and it results. In the great stink So yeah, exactly. So to pivot from the stinky streets of London's eighteen fifty eight summer to a not too much more modern, scary summer story, I thought it might be nice to wrap up this mini episode with a short story from one Ambrose Bierce that is both a summer short story and deals with a topic that has become one of our I think kind of fan favorite episodes, being buried alive. So this story ed for your entertainment and listener for your ears, essentially my entertainment only, is called One Summer Night, and it begins like this. The fact that Henry Armstrong was buried did not seem to him to prove that he was dead. He had always been a hard man to convince. That he was an opening line. It's a great opening line. Yeah, that he really was buried. The testimony of his senses compelled him to admit his posture flat upon his back, with his hands crossed upon his stomach and tied with something that he easily broke without profitably altering the situation. The strict confinement of his entire person, the black darkness and profound silence, made a body of evidence impossible to controvert, and he accepted it without cavil but dead. No, he was only very, very ill he had with all the invalid's apathy, and did not greatly concern himself about the uncommon fate that had been allotted to. Him with the invalid's apathy. Yeah, it's kind of an amazing way to describe someone. It's kind of the in their thought process. He no philosopher, was he just a plain, commonplace person, gifted for the time being with a pathological indifference. The organ that he feared consequences with was torpid. So I think what he's saying is he was he's so shocked to wake up in this position underground that his brain, which he normally would be using to panic with was limp okay, old limp brain, old limp brain, old limp brain, baby boy, Henry Armstrong. You were you're staying at my house right now in this morning. I feel like I've been limp brained all day. Oh we've been. It's been bad. We've been fucking up stuff, simple tasks all day. So, with no particular apprehension for him immediate future, he fell asleep and all was peace with Henry Armstrong. Oh my god, but something ed was going on overhead. It was a dark summer night, shot through with infrequent shimmers of lightning silently firing a cloud lying low in the west and pretending a storm these so it was a dark and stormy night. Yeah, but he didn't start that way. He buried it three paragraphs in. Yeah, that's good, right, that's good. Bearing being so far. These brief, stammering illuminations brought out, with ghastly distinctness the monuments and headstones of the cemetery and seemed to set them dancing. It was not a night in which any credible witness was likely to be straying about a cemetery. So an incredible witness only like, yeah, well it was liars and thieves straying about this cemetery, because the three men who were there digging into the grave of Henry Armstrong felt reasonably secure. This is the This is convenient for him, for whom the Henry oh right to have gravedoggers, to have grave diggers pick you on this most inconvenient of his situations. That's true, to be dug up to be robbed from ah man, he's a lucky man. Yeah, a lot of people. They could have gone to the eye next to him, got his gold fillings, and you'd still be in trouble. Two of these people. Two of these men were young students from a medical college a few miles away. The third was a cemetery worker known as Jess. For many years, Jess had been employed about the cemetery as a man of all work, and it was his favorite pleasantry that he knew quote every soul in the place. Okay, from the nature of what he was now doing, it was inferable that the place was not so populous as its register may have shown it to be. Meaning they're going to take up these taking these bodies. Yeah, solemn to science. Outside the wall at the part of the ground's farthest from the public road were a horse and a light wagon waiting the work of excavation. It was not difficult. The earth with which the grave had been loosely filled a few hours before, offered little resistance and was soon thrown out. Okay, Jess isn't even wait in the day. Jess is like selling the body today. It gets the earth well. Jess is also barely filling the graves in. It sounds he's kicking a little dirt on top and going yeah. Yeah, because he knows to be back here at three hours. Get that four shillings for selling it to science. Removal of the casket from its box was less easy, but it was taken out, for it was a prerequisite of Jess, who carefully unscrewed the cover and laid it aside, exposing the body in black trousers and white shirt. At that instant, the air sprang to flame. A cracking shock of thunder shook the stunned world, and Henry Armstrong tranquility sat up with inarticulate cries. The men fled in terror, each in a different direction, for nothing on earth could two of them have been persuaded to return. But Jess was of another breed. Jess was like, not again. In the gray of the morning, the two students Palette and Haggard, from anxiety and with the terror of their adventures still beating tumultuously in their blood. I thought you're saying their names were Palid and Haggard. No, they're described as Palette and Haggard, which is what you and I actually look like on camera right now. It's unbelievable, just a definitionless pale body. Terrible and you can't see our eyes no, which is actually making this difficult for me too. They were Palette and Haggard, from anxiety and with the terror of their adventures still beating tumultuously in their blood. Met at the medical college. You saw it, cried one god. Yes, what are we to do? They went around to the rear of the building, where they saw a horse attached to a light wagon hitched to a gate post near the door of the dissecting room. Mechanically, they entered the room. On a bench in the obscurity sat Jess. He rose, grinning, all eyes and teeth. I'm waiting for my pay, he said. Stretched naked on a long table lay the body of Henry Armstream Henry the head defiled with blood and clay from a blow with a spade. Oh Jess. So Jess was not afraid of the living dead. In fact, he killed the living dead rather quickly. It seems I'm. Starting to think, Jess, does it need to go through the hassle of digging up bodies? There's just go kill someone get the money. Well that is the story One Summer Night by Ambrose Beiers. Great writer, great writing, great little story. Weird main character, Henry. He didn't react in a way that anyone in that situation I feel like would act. But he's sitting up now. He got up, he woke up, then went to sleep, and then woke up again and was killed. Yes, he didn't really do He didn't have much of an arc. Didn't have much of an arc. He well, he did. He went from his arc was indifference. It was his arc went from you think he's dead to he's alive, he's dead against So it's really that arc goes a full three hundred and six the degree Henry Henry Armstrong RP. Got blessed. We hardly knew ye and Jess and these other two students. You know, I hope I hope you talked it out in therapy. What do you think they were getting the body for. I'm sure parts pieces to sell for science. Or well they are the science, they're medical students. Well that's true. I mean I also, you have to provide your own fucking body at the school. This wasn't. This wasn't a high end surgical college. This was taught by a guy whose first name was doctor and just ran with it. That is funny, But I do I do feel that like that. What kind of fucking fly by night institution is this where you show up and you don't even get bodies to work on? Yeah? I mean not. It's certainly not, certainly not a place where any of the real boundary pushing doctors of the future are coming from, although maybe because it sounds like there's not a lot of rules, so there was a lot of flexibility at whatever college this was to kind of take your own way, Yeah it was. It was a self guided You really had to be a self starter to succeed at this medical school. Yeah, and to pay for it. Did what. This isn't the first time we've heard about like selling bodies from the graveyard to science. I feel like that was in one of our Being Buried Live episodes is that people were grabbing bodies and that you got like less money if it was grave robbed, and that like you're not supposed to be grave robbing, but they'll give you less money because they got you buy the balls a little bit because it's like almost gonna say you grave rob is from the grave, right, Yeah, there, we talked to them. It was like other ways you're supposed to get bodies. I don't remember now, could have been a dream ahead. Well, no, it's a two part episode, Buried Alive Part one and part two, and I remember talking about all the the safety measures. That were built into Old Old but I remember specifically something about selling bodies. Yeah, that we probably we probably covered it. How many hours of this show do you think we've recorded today? No? No, I mean today too many. But I mean we're gonna be by the time the Summer of Fear is over. We're going to be past one hundred episodes. No no, no, no, no, past six hundred episodes. No no, no, we'll be past eighty official episodes. I think we'll be in the mid eighties by the time the Summer of Fear is over. But yes, if you include New Fear Unlocked and bonus episodes and stuff, we're probably over one hundred. But we aren't counting those. But that means if each of those is around an hour and a half or two hours. Most of them don't go to two hours, but still, let's call it one hundred and thirty one hundred and twenty hours of scare it all the time. I don't remember every fact that we've ever learned. Oh, someone out there might, someone out there might. I hope somebody out there does. And if you find anything about being buried alive interesting or scary and you haven't listened to those episodes yet, this summer is a great time to go check them out. If you didn't listen to the first Summer of Fear, this summer is a great time to go check out those original Summer of Fear episodes. And if you did listen to the original Summer of Fear, listen again and then listen to this Summer of Fear and stay with us the whole way through the fall. In the winter, you guys know how it is. When those episodes, by the way, will be full episodes, not like this. Yeah, no, chriss is just kicking off. All Summer of Fear episodes on the main feed will be full researched, in depth episodes about the topic. That you love, the usual style, the usual style. This is just sort of a quick way to, you know, get you guys psyched for the summer and release a little bonus material to celebrate the fact that I don't. Even think that Chris had well you celebrate the fact that we're doing a Summer of Fear. Yeah, but I don't even know if Chris had an episode in mind. I think I just came downstairs and found him dressed this way, and then I was like, what are you doing? Where's your shirt? And I said we should go surfing, and you said, no, let's record an episode. No, I see. I think he threw sunglasses and I was like, oh, it's for an episode, give me twenty minutes. Listen, guys, Sometimes and it gets warm out, you know, I'd just like to parade around, feel a little free, suns out, guns out, baby. Yeah, that's how we do here. It's scared all the time. So until Thursday when Tsunamis rolls around with the drinking the kool Aid girls I'm Chris. Calari and I'm Edvacola. The show is. Scared all the Time. 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