Many years ago at Fact Fiend we maintained an infrequently updated series detailing the exploits of men, women and the occasional fictional character in possession of a rare genetic mutation known as Diogenes-itus. A condition characterised by enlarged balls and the inability to recognise or give a single, solitary fuck. And today we’re reviving to talk about Peter Wessel. A Norwegian naval officer who parlayed not giving the faintest whiff of a shit into a storied career that piqued the interest of no less of an authority than his own king.
Tony Soprano Wasn’t Allowed to Wear Shorts
The Sopranos is oft considered one of the greatest and most influential television shows ever written. With each episode being a masterclass in acting delivered by James Gandolfini whose portrayal of big donged crime boss Tony Soprano being lauded by audiences, critics and most impressively of all, actual mobsters. Many of whom greatly enjoyed almost every aspect of Gandolfini’s performance, except for his wardrobe.
Pigeons are Faster Than the Internet (Sometimes)
There are few first world problems as uniquely frustrating as a shitty internet connection. Of course there are things in life that are worse, but there’s just something, maddening about dealing with a bad internet connection with an unreliable connection being enough to make some people outright homicidal. Something it’s actually possible to address, at least in some specific scenarios, with, of all things, a pigeon.
The Violinist so Good People Just Gave Up
Niccolò Paganini is widely considered one of the finest violin virtuoso’s in history and his skill with the Devil’s Instrument was such that it was rumoured his talent was the direct result of a deal with Satan himself. Gossip Paganini didn’t exactly assuage when he’d walk on stage and shred with such ferocity other, lesser violinists simply, gave up.
Rolls Royce Pays a Guy To Paint a Single Line on Their Cars
In the world of hyper-expensive cars no name is as synonymous with luxury as Rolls Royce is. With base models of newer cars starting at about half a million dollars with room for almost Pimp My Ride levels of customisation made available to customers who can flash the cash to make it happen, virtually all cosmetic aspects of a Rolls Royce are bespoke. To the point even the paint job is both entirely unique and hand-finished by a single guy who’s only job is doing exactly that.
