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gwydpolls · 6 months

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Time Travel Question 28: Murder and

Disappearance Edition II

Given that Judge Crater, Roanoke, and the Dyatlov Pass Incident are credibly solved, though not 100% provable, I'm leaving them out in favor of things ,ore mysterious. I almost left out Amelia Earhart, but the evidence there is sketchier.

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tiredguyswag · 8 months

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edit: i have somewhat of a suspicion that ötzi is not as popular as rasputin so here's a wikipedia copy-and-paste: Ötzi, also called the Iceman, is the natural mummy of a man who lived between 3350 and 3105 BC.

he got discovered around three decades ago i believe and his mummified body and belongings were like. totally intact.

heres a nice video explaining about him (warning: although it's a silly animated-style video, there is murder depicton + they do depict his mummified body)

anyways i hope this inspired people to google ötzi he is so fun. but nothing against my man ra ra rasputin either. lets see who wins!

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#ötzi the iceman #rasputin #polls #poll

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gwydionmisha · 6 months

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#Ötzi the Iceman #Genetic Analysis #Archaeology #Forensics

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ancientorigins · 9 months

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A latest genetic study has put forth stunning revelations of the world’s oldest Alpine celebrity, Ötzi the Iceman, uncovering surprising attributes of the famous mummy – dark skin and eyes and male pattern baldness.

#Ötzi #Ötzi the iceman #mummy #DNA #genome #Alps #Anatolian #ice age #ancient #history #ancient origins

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thebashfulbotanist · 1 year

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I mentioned birch polypore, Fomitopsis betulinus, in a different post the other day, and I thought this species deserves a post of its own because it’s a very interesting species particularly from an ethnomycological perspective. I don’t see this species often, but I’ve noticed it more frequently in the last couple years. I think this is because birch trees locally have been very stressed and experiencing dieback lately on account of climate-change related heatwaves and subsequent bronze birch borer infestation. Birch polypore attacks weakened trees and kills them within a few years, meaning the trees in these photos are doomed.

It’s also a very pretty fungus, in my opinion, with a soft, suede-like upper with fawn dappling and a creamy spore surface. Someone other than me pulled these ones off a tree! I’m really not sure why, because this species doesn’t have any current ethnomycological uses, so maybe they were just curious and wanted to look at it.

This species was one of the fungi carried by “Ötzi the Iceman,” a Chalcolithic man murdered in the Ötztal Alps around 3230 BCE, whose body was found in 1991.

Ötzi carried a bit of birch polypore on a strap, and researchers think he likely used it to combat a whipworm infection from which he was suffering. Birch polypore used to be used as a dewormer; it is a laxative itself, but would often be combined with even stronger laxative materials. He also was carrying some Fomes fomentarius, tinder fungus, which was, as its common name suggests, usually used as tinder.

In more recent times, dried birch polypore was used to sharpen knives, giving it its other common name, razor strop fungus. Some folks still use it for this purpose today, and as tinder just like Fomes fomentarius, but right now that’s more of a novelty practice you’ll find in bushcrafting classes than anything else.

#Fomitopsis betulinus #Ötzi #Ötzi the Iceman #birch polypore #razor strop fungus #birch fungus #ethnomycology #mycology #long post #mushroom

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noneedtofearorhope · 2 months

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The Iceman’s new genome also reveals he had male-pattern baldness and much darker skin than artistic representations suggest. Genes conferring light skin tones didn’t become prevalent until 4,000 to 3,000 years ago when early farmers started eating plant-based diets and didn’t get as much vitamin D from fish and meat as hunter-gathers did, Krause says. As Ötzi and other ancient people’s DNA illustrate, the skin color genetic changes took thousands of years to become commonplace in Europe. “People that lived in Europe between 40,000 years ago and 8,000 years ago were as dark as people in Africa, which makes a lot of sense because [Africa is] where humans came from,” he says. “We have always imagined that [Europeans] became light-skinned much faster. But now it seems that this happened actually quite late in human history.”

#Ötzi #otzi #Ötzi the iceman #archeology

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whump-tr0pes · 1 year

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Hate in My Heart

(This was supposed to be an assignment for an anthropology class, but I couldn't help but make it whumpy. Hope you guys enjoy me being a goof.) Rhaeti (Ötzi the Iceman) thinks it would be a good idea to spend a few days in the mountains.

Contents: historical fiction, hand gore, neolithic field medicine, revenge, murder, major character death, spoilers on a 5300 year old murder

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Rhaeti’s right hand stung. This cut was deep, far deeper than any cut he had suffered before. He cursed the gods, and his luck – but it wasn’t his luck to blame, it was his damned slow bones. And that damned boy Breun. Rhaeti had known the boy was going to get into trouble someday, he just hadn’t figured the trouble was going to be trying to overpower him. And over the ownership of a damned bow. The boy could make his own damned bow if he wanted one so badly, or just have Isar make one for him. He didn’t need to take Rhaeti’s.

Damn, damn, damn.

Still, it was good that Rhaeti was giving the boy a few days to calm down. Rhaeti had beaten him soundly after Breun had come at him with a hatchet, damaging his hand – his good hand, gods damn him. Staying away from the village was the careful thing to do. And you didn’t live as long as Rhaeti had by not being careful.

Gods, but his hand hurt.

He drew in a slow breath, pushed out a gusty exhale. The afternoon was warm, the sun beating down on the naked rocks around him, warming him through his leather clothes and bearskin hat. His grass cape kept off the breeze. He needed his cape this far up; the trees offered no protection. They did not grow, this close to the sun. Still, he liked it up here, where he could see the mountains stretching farther than any man could see. He didn’t mind waiting up here, where no one but the gods and the wind could hear him, while that damned fool boy cooled down from his stupid ideas of having Rhaeti’s bow for himself.

His hand was throbbing, though, so he settled himself down on a rock. His knees and back ached. He knew he would have to return to the healer to have more tattoos drawn on him to stave off the pain. The tattoos helped for less and less time, now. Still, he was grateful that he was old enough to have sore knees and a stiff back. It meant he was still alive.

He dug through his pack and pulled out the large, soft mushroom the healer had given him. He took a small bite and ground it to a paste between his teeth. Gently, he smeared the paste in his cut, wincing as he did. He pressed bog moss over the poultice to bandage it. Still, the medicine did nothing to stop the pain.

Damn that boy and his damned envy.

He stretched out his legs, groaning as he did, and reached into his pack again. A meal of deer meat, ibex fat, and bread would do him good after his hike up into the mountains. His legs were strong, but he wasn’t the young man he once was. As he ate, he hoped his stomach wouldn’t hurt after it so often did when he ate ibex fat. Still, it made him strong. He would not give it up, just because of a little pain. He sighed as he tilted his head back and let the sun warm his face, wondering how much farther he would hike today.

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Venos’s heart leapt as he laid eyes upon his target. He ducked behind a large rock, grateful for the cover in this land of no trees. He peeked around the rock, hands tightening around the bow he held – his father’s bow, the one he had taken from his home, swearing to his father that he would take his revenge.

Rhaeti – the gods damned old man who had crushed Venos’s happiness in a single afternoon – was staring up the mountain, away from Venos, his foot up and braced against a rock. He was about thirty meters away, but Venos’s eyes were sharp; it was why he was celebrated as the village’s best hunter, why he came home with ibex, red deer, fox and beaver, enough to keep everyone well-fed and healthy. Enough to keep the old man standing on the slope above him clothed in his fine pelts, outfitted with tools he did not even know how to make. All so that he could take away Venos’s joy, then escape into the mountains as if it meant nothing.

Not today. If the gods did not punish Rhaeti for his sins, then Venos would. He blinked tears from his eyes as he nocked an arrow to his bow. The old man had not moved, but still looked upward at the terrain above him, as if looking for the best route up. Venos drew the string back. He took aim at Rhaeti as if he were an animal, ready for slaughter.

“For you, Breun,” he whispered as he let the arrow fly. It struck Rhaeti behind the left shoulder. The old man crumpled to the ground.

Venos leapt towards the fallen old man, clambering up the rocks and reaching him in what felt like a breath. Rhaeti lay on his stomach, his left arm collapsed under him. Blood poured from his forehead from where he’d struck it on a stone. He moaned as Venos grasped the arrow and twisted.

“My brother died from his wounds this morning,” he hissed, his voice shaking. “You killed my brother, old man.”

“Please,” Rhaeti mumbled.

“I have nothing but hate in my heart for you,” Venos said through his teeth, tears flowing freely now. He jerked the arrow from the wound he had made. It was fatal, he knew, but he would not grant the old man the relief of a quicker death than this. “And I’m not wasting one of my arrows on you.”

He turned to go, wiping his eyes on his sleeve so he would not slip on the rocks as he made his way down the mountain.

#historical fiction #Ötzi the iceman #field medicine #hand gore #revenge #murder #major character death #spoilers #I actually did an unreasonable amount of research on this so please be nice #I'm just being silly here

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caprigender · 9 months

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New Ötzi lore just dropped y’all

#Ötzi the iceman #one of my favorite celebrities

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iliveinprocrasti-nationn · 11 months

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everyone shut UP i am thinking about ötzi the iceman

#ötzi the iceman #i know it’s for science but every time they defrost him in documentaries it’s so stressful