URBAN LEGEND - The Poe Theory

Join me as I unravel this chilling fictional tale that clawed its way out of the pages of a book and twisted fiction into a living nightmare…

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Episode Transcript

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The following podcast may not befor all listeners.
Listener discretion is advised. Welcome listeners, to another
journey into the unexplained realms.
I'm going to unravel one of the strangest coincidences in the
history of literature in the sea.

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This is the tale of Edgar Allan Poe's book about a doomed
voyage. In the name and event that
echoed from fiction into chilling reality, we invite you
to imagine the open sea at night.
The moon is a pale coin lost in a sky crowded with clouds.

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The waves stretch out forever, black and bottomless.
And somewhere out there on the dark sea are men clinging to a
battered makeshift raft who would do anything to survive.
Join me as I unravel this chilling fictional tale that
clawed its way out of the pages of a book and twisted fiction

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into a living nightmare. In 1838, Edgar Allan Poe
published his only novel titled The Narrative of Arthur Gordon

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Pym of Nantucket. Feverish, surreal adventure that
he himself called very silly. But buried within its storm
battered pages lies a scene so ghastly, so specific, that it
would take on a life and death of its own.
Poe's novel begins with the young Arthur Pym conspiring with

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his friend Augustus to Stow awayaboard the whaling ship.
Grandpa's Augustus Bernard is the captain's son.
PIM hides below decks, wedged ina cramped, airless hold with
nothing but a few supplies, waiting for Augustus to signal
that the coast is clear. When PIM is discovered, the

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Grampus is transformed into a floating hell, torn apart by a
mutiny, A shipwreck, and eventually cannibalism.
The crew is divided. Some are loyal, some are
murderous, and some are simply mad.
The violence is swift and merciless, a storm with no

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warning. PIM and Augustus ally themselves
with a brutal and enigmatic DirkPeters.
Together they navigated world gone feral, where every hour is
a gamble and every face could bea friend or an executioner.
Trust is a currency in short supply.

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The ship limps along, battered by storms and sabotage, until at
last it's destroyed by the sea. PIM, Augustus, Peters and a
handful of others find themselves adrift, clinging to
the ruined carcass of the Grampus.
The world has collapsed to a splintered raft and an endless

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horizon. There is no rescue insight from
the very first page. Poe drops the reader in a
shrinking space, then flings them into chaos.
The Grampus is a coffin. A Crucible is staged for every
kind of desperation. And as the days drag on, the

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difference between stowaway and captive, between sailor and
castaway, blurs into oblivion. The only certainty is that the
worst is still to come. The desperate survivors, cast
adrift in the endless ocean withhunger gnawing at them, madness

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simmers. Finally, driven by starvation
and delirium, the men draw straws.
The loser will be sacrificed to save the rest.
The unlucky man's name? Richard Parker.
They kill him, and then they eathim.
In its bleakest chapters, Poe abandons all hope for some of

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his characters and drags them and us into the jaws of the sea
itself. It's horror fiction, and while
it terrifies you, you can close the book and put it away.
But what I'm about to tell you will chill your blood.
In 1884, Edgar Allan Poe's storycame to life.

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The yacht Mignonette set sail from England to Australia, her
fate already sealed by the uncaring sea.
The Mignonette was a recent acquisition, A gleaming prize
snatched up by Tom Want, a lawyer whose appetite for
spectacle was as notorious as his taste for risk.

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Australia lie ahead, promising open water and stories to be
told, the crew a handful of men with little in common but a
hunger for something more. Among them was Richard Parker, a
cabin boy, just 17, not yet old enough to know how cruel the

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world could be. Their first days were almost
gentle. The air was soft, the sea
compliant, the promise of adventure barely tinged with
menace. But as the African coastline
faded behind them and the ship pressed on past the Cape of Good
Hope, the world changed. The Atlantic opened beneath

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them, endless and indifferent. The sky darkened, the ocean
gathered itself. The storm didn't rage, it
devoured. Wave after wave punished the
mignonette, splintering wood, testing resolve until at last
the vessel gave in. There was no heroism in the

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sinking, just the cold violence of nature, left with nothing but
a fragile dinging, the clothes on their backs.
Captain Tom Dudley, Mate Edwin Stevens, Seaman Ned Brooks and
the boy Richard Parker drifted into the aftermath.

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The sea was silent now, but survival would demand far worse
than the storm. Fiction would unfold into real
life. The men, desperate, drew straws.
And then one chosen to die so the others might live was
Richard Parker. The press seized on the bizarre

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connection Poe had written decades before about his
shipwreck survivors and the cannibalism of a man named
Richard Parker. Coincidence or premonition or
something stranger, what do you think?
I'd love to hear your thoughts, but for now I'll just leave it

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to the unexplained realms. Some say the ocean is full of
secrets, that it remembers the stories whispered to it and

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sometimes it spits them back out.
Others believe in fate or thin line between fiction and
reality. There's a lot of skeptics out
there and they argue that the Richard Parker in the book and
in real life, there was no connection.
It was just simply a common namein the 19th century, and that
shipwrecks in desperation made cannibalism more prevalent.

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But none of that explains the shudder that runs down your
spine when you read Poe's book, written long before the Mindy
Net ever set sail. I have a special shout out to
Clara in South Carolina. She crept in with an e-mail
asking how could Poe's pen conjure such a precise prophecy?

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Did some dark foresight touch him?
Thank you for the episode inspiration and for being a
listener. Clara, Wishing you spooky season
vibes all year round. What do you think?
Was Poe tapping into something something dark beneath the
surface of our world? Or was it simply a coincidence?
Perhaps in the end, the real horror is how closely reality

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can mirror our darkest tales. Until next time, remember,
sometimes the truth is more terrifying than fiction.