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Remember being bored out of your skull because your parents
dragged you to some stupid museum when you were a kid? Well, it
could have been worse. Much worse.
Because there are apparently museums out there capable of
inflicting the kind of trauma a person never recovers from.
#7.
El Museo De Las
Momias
Location: Guanajuato,
Mexico
The El Museo is the museum of HOLY SHIT WHAT IS THAT!
Why... does that exist anywhere?
To say this is a museum full of mummies doesn't even come close
to conveying the unspeakable horror of this place. How about this:
In ancient Rome, and college fraternities, there is a brutal and
humiliating tradition known as running the
gauntlet, during which you strip naked and run through a valley
of horrors. Guanajuato's El Museo De Las Momias ("Museum of the
Mummies") is just like that, except that it's the
spectators who are naked. And dead.
You know one of those hands will reach out and grab
you.
The Mummies of Guanajuato are naturally preserved bodies from a
cholera outbreak that hit Guanajuato way back in 1833. Since this
is basically just a huge open grave with floodlights, its legality
and moral status continues to be the subject of much discussion
everywhere except in Mexico.
Most of the mummies on display were corpses whose families could
not afford to pay a
grave tax levied on their families once they died. If you
failed to pay the taxes, you guessed it...
You went up on display.
Hey, have we mentioned the babies?
"Come play with us..."
"...forever..."
"...and ever..."
Oh, and while we're on the subject of nightmarish carnivals of
the rotting dead...
#6.
Catacombe dei
Cappuccini
Location:
Palermo, Sicily
Welcome to Catacombe dei Cappuccini: the Capuchin Catacombs of
Palermo, Sicily. Described as a "human library," the Catacombs
serve as an invaluable historic record on everything from clothing
trends to fear tolerance.
In 1599, the monks who lived here discovered a great new method
for embalming the dead, and as the situation warranted, they went
to work embalming each other. Then wealthy locals wanted to be
interred in the Capuchin Catacombs as a status thing.
Despite being as old as Galileo and bombed to hell during World
War II, some of the inhabitants of the Capuchin Catacombs still
look pretty fresh...
...And all of them dressed in the finest clothes, eagerly
awaiting the Resurrection.
Seriously, what the fuck...
"BUY POSTCARDS!"
#5.
The Glore
Psychiatric Museum
Location: St. Joseph,
Missouri
The Glore Psychiatric Museum, formally known as Missouri's
State
Lunatic Asylum No. 2, is like the Event Horizon of art
galleries.
They call this one "Schizophrenia."
The museum takes its name from one George Glore, who in the 60s,
put his patients/inmates at the St. Joseph State Hospital to work
building full-size replicas of some of the most horrific
psychiatric practices from the last few centuries--which makes
about as much sense as making the inmates at Guantanamo Bay build
Big Macs until they love America.
Apparently, building creepy shit like this is a damn
good way to get sane.
The result is a weird and terrifying excursion through the minds
of a hundred lunatics, displaying patient art which ranges from
sophisticated...
Albeit psychopathic.
To South Park...
Stan?
But the, uh, highlight of the museum has to be this magnificent
mosaic, which was constructed entirely from the stomach contents of
a woman suffering from compulsive swallowing.
That horror is 100 percent stomach
contents.
It is actually hard to picture anyone going crazy over anything
in Missouri, but now that we have seen what their hospitals look
like, it is probably best to avoid the state. After all, the woman
who swallowed those 1,446 objects died in surgery. So who the
fuck made the mosaic?
#4.
The Museum of
Menstruation & Women's Health
Location: New Carrollton,
Maryland
We're all adults here, hopefully. Menstruation isn't any more
disgusting than the other bodily functions we don't discuss in
polite company. So what's wrong with having a museum dedicated to
the subject?
How about the fact that it's in some random dude's basement in
lower Maryland.
This guy!
While there genuinely is a long history to menstruation's
imprint on culture, from its
symbolic record to its inclusion in Cervantes'
Don Quixote
, the Museum of Menstruation & Women's
Health is really just the story of one man with a dream: Harry Finley.
Since 1995, this humble, middle-aged American has devoted his
life to making his private collection of feminine hygiene products
and mutilated mannequins available to the public. His work has
received accolades from Johns Hopkins University and The New
York Times--at least according to his website--and Harry's reputation has since
blossomed from local neighborhood character to a character from a
Thomas Harris novel.
Among the museum's collections are a dress made out of
tampons...
...well kept archives...
...whatever the hell these are...
...and finally, the intimacy of knowing that you and Harry
are the only people in the house. For real. Since 1999,
all visits to the museum/Harry's basement have had to be done by
appointment and in
private.
We imagine so that no one can hear you
scream.
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what a rip off — http://www.brobible.com/story/.....n-facebook
jojack
Where was this blatantly ripped from without giving credit?