Avoiding your family at holiday time

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A detective has been arrested over a gruesome ‘cannibal’ murder after the hacked-up body of a man he met on the internet was found in his garden.

The suspect, 55, has admitted murdering his victim after the pair chatted online on a dark website for people obsessed with cannibalism, German police said today.

The victim, 59, had “fantasised about being murdered and eaten by someone else since his youth,” Dresden police chief Dieter Kroll said.

It beats Thanksgiving with your Bircher uncle. Hands down.

“The suspect has told us that he then cut the victim into separate pieces, including many very small pieces, and that he also cut through bones. The suspect then buried the body parts on the sloping lawn of his property” . .

Detectives believe the suspect, a handwriting analysis expert, spent five hours torturing the victim before dismembering his body and burying him.

So the guy died doing what he loved, getting dismembered and eaten. That’s more than I can say for many of us this miserable holiday.


2 thoughts Avoiding your family at holiday time

  1. avatar Rev. Howard Furst says:

    While gruesome to our conventional sensibilities, it is refreshing to hear about someone truly taking the Good Book to heart in these increasingly secularized holiday seasons.

    Here are some Bible verses in support of occasional feasting on human flesh:

    “This woman said unto me, Give thy son, that we may eat him to day, and we will eat my son to morrow. So we boiled my son, and did eat him: and I said unto her on the next day, Give thy son, that we may eat him.” 2 Kings 6:28-29

    “And ye shall eat the flesh of your sons, and the flesh of your daughters shall ye eat.” — Leviticus 26:29

    “And thou shalt eat the fruit of thine own body, the flesh of thy sons and of thy daughters.” — Deuteronomy 28:53

    “And toward her young one that cometh out from between her feet, and toward her children which she shall bear: for she shall eat them.” — Deuteronomy 28:57

    “Through the wrath of the LORD of hosts is the land darkened, and the people shall be as the fuel of the fire: no man shall spare his brother. And he shall snatch on the right hand, and be hungry; and he shall eat on the left hand, and they shall not be satisfied: they shall eat every man the flesh of his own arm.” — Isaiah 9:19-20

    “And I will feed them that oppress thee with their own flesh; and they shall be drunken with their own blood, as with sweet wine.” — Isaiah 49:26

    “And I will cause them to eat the flesh of their sons and the flesh of their daughters, and they shall eat every one the flesh of his friend.” — Jeremiah 19:9

    “Therefore the fathers shall eat the sons in the midst of thee, and the sons shall eat their fathers.” — Ezekiel 5:10

    “I will not feed you: that that dieth, let it die; and that that is to be cut off, let it be cut off; and let the rest eat every one the flesh of another.” — Zechariah 11:9

    “The hands of the pitiful women have sodden their own children: they were their meat.” — Lamentations 4:10

    “Who pluck off their skin from off them, and their flesh from off their bones; Who also eat the flesh of my people, and flay their skin from off them; and they break their bones, and chop them in pieces, as for the pot, and as flesh within the caldron.” — Micah 3:2-3

    “Heap on wood, kindle the fire, consume the flesh, and spice it well, and let the bones be burned. Then set it empty upon the coals thereof, that the brass of it may be hot, and may burn, and that the filthiness of it may be molten in it, that the scum of it may be consumed. She hath wearied herself with lies, and her great scum went not forth out of her: her scum shall be in the fire. — Ezekiel 24:10-12

    And to be fair and balanced, I remind the reader that the Sacrament of the Eucharist is not really about Holy cannibalism. Here’s an essay where an esoteric Initiate spills the beans, so to speak. A bit long, but it has a “happy ending”, as they say:


  2. avatar toma says:

    God Bless, Reverend. I knew I could count on you.

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