Incredibly sad ways to die

Bretrick

Bretrick

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Most of you have heard the name - Isadora Duncan. The "Mother of Dance"
14 September, 1927 somewhere on the French Riviera (coastline), Isadora met a young man sitting in an open-air Bugatti sports car.
Being a forthright person, Isadora asked him to take her for a spin.
Miss Duncan was wearing an immense iridescent silk scarf wrapped about her neck and streaming in long folds, part of which was swathed about her body with part trailing behind.
Neither she nor the driver noticed that one of the loose ends fell over the side of the car and was caught in the rear wheel.
The automobile was going at full speed when the scarf of strong silk suddenly began winding around the wheel and with terrific force dragged Miss Duncan, around whom it was securely wrapped, bodily over the side of the car.
Isadora’s neck was broken and she died instantly.
 

Bretrick said:
Neither she nor the driver noticed that one of the loose ends fell over the side of the car and was caught in the rear wheel.
The automobile was going at full speed when the scarf of strong silk suddenly began winding around the wheel and with terrific force dragged Miss Duncan, around whom it was securely wrapped, bodily over the side of the car.
Isadora’s neck was broken and she died instantly.
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Well thanks for sharing this tidbit of info.....it's made me sad, I could have lived the rest of my life without knowing this.:oops:
 
Maximilian Kolbe, a Catholic priest sent to Auschwitz for sheltering escaping Jews.
A prisoner had escaped, so ten others were selected to starve to death in basically a hollow concrete cube. One of the selected cried out that he had a wife and children, so Kolbe stepped forward to take his place. When he and three others were still alive after two weeks, he was injected with carbolic acid. When it came to his turn, he gave his arm over without a struggle.
 
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Maximilian Kolbe, a Catholic priest sent to Auschwitz for sheltering escaping Jews.
A prisoner had escaped, so ten others were selected to starve to death in basically a hollow concrete cube. One of the selected cried out that he had a wife and children, so Kolbe stepped forward to take his place. When he and three others were still alive after two weeks, he was injected with carbolic acid. When it came to his turn, he gave his arm over without a struggle.
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That explains one reason why more Jews didn't try to escape the death camps. If they were successful in escaping, others would suffer.

Often they had two choices: die quickly and relatively painlessly, or suffer an excruciatingly slow, painful death. Most chose the lesser of two evils.
 
Reminded me of the jumpers on 9-11. I'm afraid of heights, but in that situation, I'd have no problem jumping.
 

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