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ancientorigins · 26 days
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Advances in the study of ancient DNA are making the impossible a reality. The face of a Chinese Emperor, dead for 1,500 years, has been rebuilt using his skull and his genes, revealing what he looked like with startling accuracy.
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latexcowb0y · 6 months
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This is how i feel studying forensic science and criminal investigation knowing I am never going through the security clearance for the FBI lmao (this post might just be it)
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rosewind2007 · 1 year
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As a forensic scientist by trade, it’s fitting to remember today for the importance of both Caesar’s autopsy (conducted by Antistius) and the origin of word forensic
Autopsy: post-classical Latin autopsia act of seeing with one's own eyes, careful visual examination
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Forensic: relating to the forum
So, the investigation of Caesar’s death was an early example of a forensic autopsy
The autopsy indicated only one of the stab wounds was fatal; which is probably a metaphor for something
Sic semper tyrannis
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interact-if · 11 months
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Hey, I really admire your work and the effort behind it! So, I was wondering... Do you know of any ifs with a MC who is a coroner, has a work related to forensics, or something like that?
Hi Anon,
There are a few MC working in the forensic field (or related).
Ripper's Plague by @ripperplague
Split The Body Asunder by @walnutwrites
If there are more out there, let us know and we'll add them to the list!
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forensicfield · 4 months
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danskjavlarna · 1 month
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A forensic 4-N-6.
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Here's my gallery of unusual imagery from vintage college yearbooks.
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Just a little question of curiousity: What would be the better option, injecting them with a syringe filled with liquified datura seeds or with an overdose of insulin.
I would inject them under their tongue while they sleep so the scar won't be found. Afterwards I would pack them up in my car and drive at least two hours away from where I live. There I would dig up a 12 feet hole, bury the victim halfway, put the corpse of a dead animal on top and close the hole.
If I'm feeling fancy I may cut up the victim's corpse and and bury them all halfway with animal caveses on top, far away from my home.
Anyways, what's the better poison for this?
This is all theoretical and for science's sake, it's a fun mental exercise to sometimes plan a murder so do not be concerned. An usually endogenous substance like insulin that naturally exists in the body would be much harder to determine as the murder weapon, than an exogenous poison like liquified datura seeds that usually is not present in someone's body except if they have been poisoned. Insulin isn't part of regular tox screens, so if there is no suspicion no one would go looking for it. So in that case insulin would be the better choice.
It's difficult to determine and interpret insulin levels postmortem, insulin not being very stable and autolysis or hemolysis making blood as a sample impractical, which is why vitreous humour is used. Insulin levels can be determined with immunoradiometric assay (IRMA) or liquid chromatography–tandem mass spectrometry (LC-MS/MS). In the case of natural insulin levels, it should be below the detection limit in the vitreous humour, but if the levels are increased due to poisoning it should be above the detection limit of the method, thus indicating that the death was not natural.
Another way to differentiate endogenous (your own bodie's) or exougenous insulin poisoning, is by looking at the ratio of insulin to C-peptide. During the synthesis of insulin in the body, C-peptide is cleaved from the proinsulin, which means that per formed insulin molecule there is also a C-peptide molecule formed, so with an endogenous poisoning the ratio of C-peptide to insulin should be 1:1, while if the insulin has been administered exogenously the ratio is >1 (more insulin than C-peptide).
And I am not entirely sure how you would want to create a proper solution of 'liquified datura seeds' that can be properly injected, because that would require purification and extraction of the active compounds. You can't just crush some seeds and put them into a syringe with a bit of liquid, it would clog up the needle. Meanwhile insulin already exists as solutions ready for injection, much better choice. Making such a datura seed solution would mean more effort, and would be easier to trace than insulin.
An injection under the tongue sounds uneccesary. Would be quite awkward trying to open someone's mouth while they sleep to put a syringe under their tongue, they would wake up and your plan would be foiled. And neither would it scar given scars are a healed wound and if they are dead there won't be any healing or scarring anymore. And why bother hiding the injection site when you already plan to dispose the body anway in a way so no one would find it. Hiding injection sites is only necessary when someone finds the body, but if the body is burried and decayed there won't be any determination of an injection site when the tissue is decomposed. But the whole process of transport and burial sounds a bit risky and could be prone to failure.
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drsonnet · 2 months
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RAFAH, GAZA - MARCH 7: (Editor's Note: Image depicts death) The bodies of Palestinians killed during the war were buried in a mass grave and the Gaza Ministry of Health said 47 bodies were confiscated by Israeli forces and delivered through the Israeli-controlled Kerem Shalom crossing on March 7, 2024 in Rafah, Gaza.
(Photo by Ahmad Hasaballah Getty Images)
رافح، غزة - 7 مارس: (ملاحظة المحرر: الصورة تصور الموت) جثث الفلسطينيين الذين قتلوا خلال الحرب دُفنت في مقبرة جماعية وقالت وزارة الصحة بغزة إن 47 جثة صودرت من قبل القوات الإسرائيلية وتم تسليمها عبر معبر كرم شالوم الذي تسيطر عليه إسرائيل في 7 مارس 2024 في رفح، غزة
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wronghands1 · 1 year
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Is the skeleton anatomically accurate?
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Hello! I'm a forensic anthropology student trying to fill another little ecological niche on this website
This blog was inspired by a project I did last semester, and I thought it'd be a fun way to practice and help others better understand skeletal anatomy- be it human or not
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Rules are don't be a bonehead (no racism, -phobia, zionism... just general DNI applies)
Feel free to send asks and correct me if I'm ever off the mark! I am also learning B:^)
*rating system: good, eh, bad, splinted (aka really awful- was originally boned but that one gets the post hidden lol)
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*note: this rating is in terms of relative accuracy and not an assessment of artistic ability and/or my personal opinion on the source material
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stories-from-tronsike · 3 months
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Each faction has its own laws
Does that mean each has its own criminal justice system, police department, and forensic experts
Like what would the forensics department look like for the water faction where everything is…you know…underwater?
Let me know your thoughts
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thebadsocialworker · 6 months
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7. Yes
Today I had a meeting with someone in prison. They're on the other side of the country in some shitty city so it was via "the internet". Our meeting today was mostly about paperwork. He was completing a questionnaire for my records.
"AJ, the next question is, have you ever felt like your family members or the adults around you didn't love you or thought you were special."
He stared at the corner of the screen, it was silent for about 6 seconds.
"...Yes."
We continued, but this sat with me all day. This man's life has been marred with adversity in almost every way you could think of. He's about 45. There was something about seeing a grown man that's been shot, shot other people, and has seen other people get shot, confirm that he did not feel loved or special when he was a child. He was sitting in a typical prison room with stale cement brick in an ugly beige color and thick windows of glass behind him. I wonder about all the times he felt like that as a child and how many times he's thought of it since then.
This came up again when I visited someone else. We talked about their housing options and they said "[]...yeah so they accept criminals and shit so that's good for me." I asked them, "Is that what you think you are ? A criminal ?" They explained that they didn't, but that they have to think about it all of the time in relation to where they go during the day. They then grabbed something to show me. It was a folder of certificates and a card their last facility gave them when they moved. Inside of the card were many people remarking on how funny they are. They said they keep this under their mattress and they pull it out sometimes to look at. Inside I thought, you probably think of yourself as a bad person so you look at this to feel differently.
While I was driving in the snow I thought about how people complain sometimes about prison sentences being too light. Sometimes they're insultingly light. Other times, it's a substantial amount of time. Beyond their release, they suffer. Before any of this happened, they suffered. Many people regret victimizing someone and they pay for it everyday. They don't regret it because they're paying for it, but rather it's a stain on their self-perception. People change. People learn. People mature. People get sober and medicated. They're proud of the progress they've made but it's always followed with a "I know I did _____ but..." They never feel like they deserve to fully acknowledge they're a different person. They feel haunted by the negative voices in their heads that remind them, they beat their wife once, they used to be a skinhead, they robbed someone to buy drugs, etc.
I've done some shit, but never anything I couldn't have fixed. I can't imagine what it's like-- one day you've never been to prison, and then one day it has been 20 years later, you're homeless, in and out of jail for not paying child support, and every person you meet will generally find out you did something totally fucked up-- that you wouldn't do now, but you never feel like anyone believes you. That perpetual feeling as if you have to prove to your stupid fucking community that you deserve to be in it. They're forever shackled.
If you've ever done some shit you wouldn't do now, that's fuckin awesome. You're allowed to change and to admit you would do better now. This obviously applies to me too. My people never know I say things to them that I know I should say to myself, but I don't. It's kind of joke with myself and whatever powers that may be (hail Satan). Don't let a lack of self-forgiveness wear you out. We're all little devils sometimes.
-thebadsocialworker
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r1yxhh444 · 6 months
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Hey dolls, welcome to my page:) this page is dedicated to true crime, horror and movie/show reviews, character analysis, whilst being done in pink xo. I'm a future/aspiring forensic psychologist and have always been interested in crime and horror, so I thought I'd share my love 4 it with all of you:) To find out more about me, click the card in my bio!
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cannibalguy · 7 months
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LIVE CANNIBALISM SHOWS: Post Mortem Live
What’s your idea of a great night out? How about attending a post mortem examination of a cannibal serial killer’s victims? That is the theme of “Post Mortem Live” which is touring various parts of the UK, purporting to show the workings of a crime lab, with some extras for the paying audience – they supposedly get to taste parts of the corpses! The press release asks: “Ever wanted to try a real…
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wikiweird · 10 months
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Sandy Davidson
Sandy Jardine Davidson (born 28 May 1972) is a Scottish boy who disappeared on 23 April 1976, when he was three years old, while he was playing in the back garden of his house in the Bourtreehill housing estate in Irvine, Ayrshire.
On 23 April 1976, Sandy Davidson was in his garden with his little sister Donna playing with their dog. They were being looked after by their grandparents, who had gone inside the house at the time. The gate flew open, and their dog ran out. Sandy ran out, trying to catch him. His sister Donna says that all she can remember was Sandy motioning for her to go too, but she refused and went into the house to tell their grandparents. Work ground to a halt on the new building estate nearby to search for Sandy, but nobody has seen him since.
The most believed scenario is that there was a man delivering leaflets around the time of Sandy's disappearance and that he could have opened the gate and taken Sandy. Sandy's mother, Margaret, and father Phillip believe that it was a lonely man wanting a son. Another theory is that he ran down to the river five minutes away and followed the dog in, and subsequently drowned.
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forensicfield · 4 months
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