The Wunderkammer of the Mild Colonial Boy, Esq., a Reactionary Tory Gentleman, who armed only with a Steampowered Babbage Engine and Pure Intentions, wanders the Time Streams and Aetheric Plane gathering an Eccentric Hodgepodge of Curiousities, Frivolities, Whimsicalities and Nonsense.
Q. Why is your Tumblelog called "My Ear-Trumpet Has Been Struck by Lightning"?
A. Because "My Grandmother's Ear-Trumpet Has Been Struck by Lightning" wouldn't fit in the available space.
Spring-heeled Jack. The world of the British penny-dreadfuls is not a familiar stomping grounds, but I couldn’t help but stumble upon finding this in a stack of dime novels in my office. Sure enough, there is Batman’s English ancestor circa 1904.
“The picture postcards of the Russo-Japanese War (1904-05) ushered in a new age of celebrity on the Japanese side, in which heroes were accompanied by heroines. The latter almost always tended to be Red Cross nurses, who played many symbolic roles. The Red Cross affiliation highlighted Japan’s new internationalism. Depictions of Japanese nurses providing aid and solace to wounded Russian prisoners were intended to demonstrate modern Japan’s humanitarianism. And, predictably, the nurses were invariably good-looking.” (source)