Mysteries Compound Episode 4 Show Notes

Improvised Star Trek Ep 58 Time and Punishment

Captain Baxter of the USS Sysphus spends a day in accelerated time jail

http://www.theimprovisedstartrek.com/2013/02/ep-58-time-punishment.html

• Cannonball, Wooden Leg and Ball in Pocket

Mons. Boutibonne, a man of literary attainments, a native of Paris, served in Napoleon’s army, and was present at a number of engagements during the early part of the present century. At the battle of Wagram, which resulted in a treaty of peace with Austria, in November 1809, Mons. Boutibonne was actively engaged during the whole of the fray, which lasted, if I rightly remember, from soon after mid-day until dark. The ranks around him had been terribly thinned by the enemy’s shot, so that his position at sunset was nearly isolated; and while in the act of reloading his musket, he was shot down by a cannon-ball. The impression produced upon his mind was, that the ball had passed from left to right, through his legs below the knees, separating them from his thighs, as he suddenly sank down, shortened, as he believed, to the extent of about a foot in measurement, the trunk of the body falling backwards on the ground, and the senses being completely paralysed by the shock. In this posture he lay motionless during the remainder of the night, not daring to move a muscle for fear of fatal consequences. He experienced no severe suffering; but this immunity from pain he attributed to the stunning effect produced upon the brain and nervous system. “My wounded companions,” said he, “lay groaning in agony on every side, but I uttered not a word, nor ventured to move, lest the torn vessels should be roused into action, and produce fatal hæmorrhage, for I had been made acquainted with the fact that the blood-vessels, wounded in this way, did not usually bleed profusely until reaction took place. At early dawn, on the following morning, I was aroused from a troubled slumber by one of the medical staff, who came round to succour the wounded. ‘What’s the matter with you my good fellow?’ said he. ‘Ah! touch me softly, I beseech you,’ I replied, ‘a cannon-ball has carried off my legs.’ He proceeded at once to examine my legs and thighs, and giving me a good shake, with a cry of joy he exclaimed ‘Get up at once, there is nothing the matter with you.’ Whereupon I sprung up in utter astonishment, and stood firmly on the legs which I believed had been lost to me for ever. I felt more thankful than I had ever done in the whole course of my life before. I had not a wound about me. I had indeed been shot down by an immense cannon-ball, but instead of passing through my legs, as I firmly believed it to have done, the ball had passed under my feet, and had ploughed away a cavity in the earth beneath, at least a foot in depth, into which my feet suddenly sank, giving me the idea that I had been thus shattered by the separation of my legs. Such is the power of imagination.”

When Admiral Benbow was a common sailor, his messmate, who was stationed with him at the same gun, lost his leg by a cannon shot. The poor fellow instantly called out to his friend, who immediately took him up on his shoulder, and began with great care to descend with him into the cockpit; but it happened that just as the poor fellow’s head came upon a level with the deck, another ball carried that off also. Benbow, however, knew nothing of the matter, but carried the body down to the surgeon, and when he came to the bottom of the ladder, called out that he had brought him a patient, desiring some one to bear a hand, and help him easily down. The surgeon turned about, but instead of giving any assistance, exclaimed, “You blockhead, what do you do here with a man that has lost his head?” “Lost his head!” says Benbow; “the lying fellow, why he told me it was his leg; but I never in my life believed what he said without being sorry for it afterwards.”

Rivardes, a Piedmontese, had attached himself to the house of France, and was much esteemed as a soldier. He had lost one of his legs, and had worn a wooden one for some time, when in an engagement a ball carried off the latter, leaving him the other safe and sound. On being raised up, he exclaimed laughingly, “What fools these fellows are! They would have saved their shot had they known that I had two others equally good among my baggage.

The Book of Three Hundred Anecdotes Historical, Literary, and Humorous – A New Selection by Various

https://kindle.amazon.com/work/hundred-anecdotes-historical-literary-humorous-ebook/B000NZCVLS/B0084A5X7S

http://directory.libsyn.com/episode/index/id/2205815

• Botfly This Week in Parasitism #62

http://www.microbeworld.org/podcasts/this-week-in-parasitism/archives/1503-twip-62-more-bats-out-of-hell

• Ellen and Karen Disagree on Interntational Monetary Fund Policy

http://itsrainmakingtime.com/2013/karen-hudes-commitments-economic-breakthrough/

(this clip has been edited for comedic effect – check the original before assigning opinions)

• Ozymandias as read by Bryan Cranston

Music

Island of Dreams Sunset

Moon Clouds Guardian Mind Mix

Tamz LJ Kruser

Aristophanes in the Cosmos Sinfonia Elctronique

Direct Download

Improvised Star Trek Ep 58 Time and Punishment link

Cannonball, Wooden Leg and Ball in Pocket link

The botfly link

Ellen and Karen Disagree on International Monetary Fund Policy link – also, this clip has been edited for comedic effect, listen to the original before assigning opinions

Ozymandias as read by Bryan Cranston