6 People With WTF Double Lives No One Saw Coming

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For every billionaire playboy who secretly spends his nights fighting crime utilizing the power of his bottomless bank account, there’s a friendly veterinarian who secretly expends his nights soundproofing his cellar against the high-pitched laments of all the adorable neighborhood pets he’s stabbing down there. Because as we’ve discussed before, someone’s daily persona can stand in complete, paradoxical defiance of the face they indicate when they think no one else is watching. For instance …


A German Counter-Terrorism Agent Was Secretly A Porn Star( And Jihadist )

Probably the shared nightmare of the agents at any intelligence organization charged with rooting out Islamic terrorism is to discover that said organisation has been infiltrated by a card-carrying Islamic terrorist. And that’s precisely what happened in late 2016 at Germany’s Federal Office For The Protection Of The Constitution( or Bundesamt fur Verfassungsschutz, or, thankfully, BfV ), when German intelligence agent discovered that their unnamed coworker — whom we’ll refer to as “Hans, ” because that’s only playing the odds — had been bragging to internet chat room about his life as a secret Islamic terrorist spy.

And then shit got just plain weird .

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Polysyllabic German weird .

The Absurd Double Life:

In 2014, Hans, a German citizen of Spanish descent, secretly converted to a revolutionary sect of Islam and joined up with the BfV with the objective of cautioning “his religious friends” when Cologne’s Finest were about to rappel through their windows.

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So they could define a series of painful but hilarious traps .

Then one day in 2016, German counter-terrorism agents were hanging out in a terrorist chatroom looking for some terrorism to counter, when they happened upon a user claiming to be a German secret agent. After seducing him into a private chat and goading him into spilling literally every single detail about his task that was capable of being spilled, the agents were nearly certain they were speaking to their co-worker Hans. Just to be sure, though, they googled his screen name.

And that’s when they discovered that Hans — marriage father of four, revolutionary Islamist, wannabe terrorist — was openly employing an alias that matched yet another of his persona: the stage name he use when starring in gay pornographic films. That’s right — the man who was a secret terrorist posing as a counter terrorist operative was utilizing his porn name. Plainly this was a huge oversight on Hans’ part, but it also doesn’t cast the BfV in the best light considers that it is took them two years to catch on.

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“We thought ‘Jean-Claude Man Jamme’ was just his Xbox name.”


A Celebrated California Arson Investigator Started Thousands Of Fires, Wrote An Erotic Novel About It

In his role as chief arson examiner for the Glendale, California Fire Department, John Leonard Orr was unrivaled among his peers, due to his nigh-mystical ability to arrive first at the scene of a suspicious flame before proceeding to adeptly track down its cause like some kind of accelerant-sniffing human bloodhound.

He set 45 actual accelerant-sniffing bloodhounds out of run .

Of course, the reason Orr was so good at his task was largely because he had started all the flames himself, before stepping outside to distractedly hammer his wang as he watched greater Glendale smolder( more on that subsequently, we promise ).

The Absurd Double Life:

Between 1984 and 1991, Orr defined an estimated 2,000 flames in the Los Angeles area, racking up a damage toll amounting to tens of millions of dollars. Not all of the damages can be assigned a dollar value, however: In 1984, Orr murdered four people — including 50 -year-old Ada Deal and her two-year-old grandson — when he burned down a Pasadena hardware store. In 1990, Orr masterminded a firestorm that injury or outright destroyed 67 Glendale homes .

He was two away from archiving his erotic magnum opus .

So why did he do it? Well, while it’s never advisable to digs too deep into the mind of a monster, in Orr’s case we scarcely have to scraping the surface to discover his motive: This human just plain liked flame. Hell, he didn’t like flame — he loved it. He wanted to fuck fire, cuddle it, cook it a lavish breakfast, then write a steamy romance fiction about it while waiting for his scalp grafts to set in.

Chalk another one up on our “we wish “were in” joking” board .

Ultimately, it’s this obsession that would do him in. Twisted as it was, Orr’s M.O. was undeniably ingenious: He’d defined a fire in the foothills. Then, while firefighters were distracted there, he’d made a far more devastating target, such as the aforementioned hardware store. Eventually, he’d sweep into the smoking rubble with his fellow examiners to aid in the chase for the so-called Pillow Pyro( so named for his tendency to utilize polyurethane bedding as kindling) and dedicate a hearty shrug when it came time to pinpoint a culprit.

Two things brought his long-running streak to an aim: a single fingerprint on a failed incendiary device, and Phases Of Origin: Playing With Fire , a novel manuscript discovered in Orr’s home that “fictionally” described his firebug escapades in painstaking, boner-stroking detail. According to Orr biographer Joseph Wambaugh, Orr’s novel contains “more erections than the Playboy Mansion.”

A jury swiftly slapped his shitty volume with a one-star review before slapping Orr himself with the justice system’s equivalent of the same: a lifetime sentence without potential of parole.


An Ultra-Conservative Priest Held Massive, Videotaped Debauchery In His Church

It goes without saying that Father Andrea Contin, a parish clergyman in the northern Italian city of Padua, was by all outward appearances an extreme sex conservative( despite the fact that his chosen profession required the daily wearing of a dog collar ). But when he wasn’t busy railing against the evils of porn and adultery, Father Contin was busied railing his parishioners in an entirely different way.

“You can fit a lot more people in a pew if they’re sitting on laps.”

The Absurd Double Life:

In January of 2017, Contin observed himself in a bit of a pickle when it came to light that not only was he hosting massive revelries on church property, but — only to add insult to groin-stretching injury — he was also videotaping said orgies and concealing the resulting homemade porn in covers bearing the names of former popes. To Father Contin’s credit, it’s safe to say that, under his watch, the frequenters of San Lazzaro church invoked the Lord’s name more than ever before.

And expended more period on their knees .

Yes, Father Contin was, by all accounts, a sex maniac. He listed many of his 30 -or-so partners on wife-swapping websites, and even vacationed at a swingers resort in France. Contin parent at the least one child with a woman in his parish, which was ironic holding Contin got his post after the previous clergyman was defrocked for fathering a child with a woman in his parish. According to one of his partners, Contin even fostered her to “have sexual relations with a horse” and, on multiple occasions, “beat her in the rectory, ” which is not a euphemism.

Scummiest of all, Contin was never without his “briefcase full of vibrators, sexuality dolls, masks, and bondage equipment.” Most notably, he took it along when counseling widows or women experiencing marital discord, in hopes of “counseling” them back onto the path of holiness( the advise was done with his dick ).

Don’t even ask what he did with his rosary beadings .

After flipping through their holy rulebook and determining that Father Contin had definitely contravened some of them, the higher-ups in the Catholic Church immediately commenced with his vigorous defrocking, which is also not a euphemism, and consequently not something that Father Contin enjoyed.


A Quiet Coin Collector Turns Out To Be An Infamous Escaped Prisoner, Rapist, And Burglar

To his common-law wife, Norm Hamilton was a rare coins and collectibles merchant who provided them with a comfortably extravagant lifestyle. To his wealthy neighbors in their upscale Washington , D.C. suburbium, he was a sociable professional who kept his Mercedes suitably shiny, his bank account sufficiently bulging, and his proficiency in the stock market richly windfall-producing. Hell, Norm Hamilton was so normal that his name was Norm . Except it wasn’t, and his fortune “re coming” not from diddling the stock market, but from being one of the most prolific offenders who ever lived.

He stole even more than the average stock exchange diddler, which is saying something .

The Absurd Double Life:

Before he stepped into the( undoubtedly stolen) shoes of Norm Hamilton, Norm was Bernard C. Welch, aka the Standard Time Burglar, aka the Ghost Burglar, which, if we’re being honest, is a sick-ass burglar name. One of the most prolific burglars in modern history, Welch burglarized as many as 5, 000 homes in the Washington metro area during the 1970 s, pilfering $100 million in valuables from anyone who had anything at all worth stealing. His victims ranged from single girls, to stuffy rich guys, to famed cosmonaut and U.S. Senator John Glenn, to( “allegedly”) Welch’s own next-door neighbor.

This man’s balls were such that he even stole Wolverine’s sideburns .

After being caught early on in his ransack career, Welch escaped from a New York prison and constructed his style to Northern Virginia, where he romanced Linda Hamilton( not the famous one ), pairing her last name with the normalest first name he could think of. Each night, Welch would don a black ski mask and head out to burgle the world. Also, just in case you’re starting to find his rouge-ish behavior appealing in a loveable scoundrel kind of way, he would pistol-whip and rape the occasional lone woman he encountered in so doing.

Then he’d return home with what we must assume was a magical, bottomless bag stolen from Felix The Cat, and pile all the pillage in his basement human cave, which in this instance was less “a sad, rundown pond table beneath a Pabst Blue Ribbon sign” and more “a bona fide goddamn dragon’s hoard.”

Norm Hamilton’s middle name was Smaug .

In December of 1980, Welch , now a fugitive for eight years, broke into the home of noted cardiologist Michael Halberstam. The undertaking turned sour: Dr. Halberstam tackled the would-be burglar, and Welch responded by shooting him twice … with, we feel it’s important to note, a gun he’d previously stolen from an FBI agent. As Welch fled, Halberstam sought him by car and ran his ass down on the sidewalk. Sadly, his brazen badassery was not enough to save Halberstam from his wounds, but police were able to scoop a battered Welch up off of the sidewalk and hurl the book at him, which he presumably discreetly pocketed.


A Merchant Secretly Spied For The American Revolution, Successfully Concealed His Identity For 150 Damned Years

Robert Townsend was a young merchant and loyal subject during the Revolutionary War. When not standing teary-eyed before portraits of His Majesty King George, Townsend was also a journalist who wrote for loyalist newspaper The Royal Gazette , where he praised the gallant British policemen fighting to keep the citizens of the colony safe from the likes of George Washington. He was also known to frequent loyalist coffee shop and social events, where no one supposed twice about discussing sensitive information within his earshot.

We know, people in coffee shop back then talked . Weird .

Strange how said sensitive info then find its style straight into the hands of the likes of George Washington.

The Absurd Double Life:

Robert Townsend , now better known by literally everyone as Culper Junior, operated what is unanimously considers the single most important spy ring of the Revolutionary War. Based in occupied New York City, Townsend used his merchant status to float among high society and schmooze information received from the British elite, and his journalist status to schmooze datum from British policemen looking for a mention in the paper. Then he’d write it all up in invisible ink and ship it to George Washington via a series of secret couriers and dead drops.

Let’s replay got a couple of Culper Junior’s greatest hits: First, Townsend discovered that the British were preparing to ambush the French army as it disembarked in Rhode Island. He got term to Washington, who feigned an attack on New York, thereby forcing the British to stay in the city, un-dooming the French-American alliance before it even began, and quite possibly preserving the entire conception of “America” as a thing. Second, info uncovered by Townsend was critical in uncovering General Benedict Arnold’s conspiracy to defect and surrender West Point to the British, the very act that attained Arnold’s name synonymous with “traitorous dickbag.”

He’s now in hell, according to this Associated Press photo .

And those are just the highlights — Townsend also uncovered everything from tactical military information to a massive British counterfeiting plot. Even after the war, Townsend remained deep undercover, going back to his merchant ways and never again mentioning his spy work to anyone, including his friends and family. It wasn’t until the 1930 s — virtually 150 years after the war and a century after Townsend’s death — that detailed handwriting analysis proved that Robert Townsend and Culper Junior were the same damn person.


A Friendly Pub Owner With An Affinity For Sing-Alongs Personally Executed Hundreds Of People

From the time he came of age in the 1920 s, Englishman Albert Pierrepoint was an unassuming drayman( that’s a person who delivers groceries on horseback, which is a job that doesn’t exist anymore but absolutely should .) Then, in 1946, his meagre savings allowed him to buy Help The Poor Struggler, a tavern in Lancashire. While tending tavern, Pierrepoint earned a reputation as a friendly character who loved to sing and dance with his patrons. Not bad for a lowly grocery pony delivery man!

His old pony stop visiting after one too many “Why the long face? ” jokes .

The Absurd Double Life:

Imagine the amaze of Pierrepoint’s clients when they discovered that jovial Albert Pierrepoint bought their favorite tavern with the execution fees he earned hanging hundreds of Nazi war criminals.

From 1932 to 1956, Pierrepoint was the Chief Executioner of the United Kingdom, introducing a good 450 convicted criminals to the long aim of a rope. Since his execution orders merely came by mail ( by mail ?) around once a month, and hangmen were expected to be exceptionally discreet, Pierrepoint simply maintained his day task and never mentioned his part-time gig — not even to his wife.

“Honey, where are you going this time? “
“I’m … um, having an affair.”

That all changed with World War II, when Pierrepoint finally had to give the missus an honest rationale after being called away to execute a pair of spies in Gibraltar. And his forced truthfulness came just in the nick of time, because soon thereafter he was called on to execute the hundreds of Nazi war criminals being cranked out by the Nuremberg trials, a listing which included Josef Kramer, the Beast Of Belsen, and Irma Grese, the Hyena Of Auschwitz. Since hangman was a pay-per-swing gig, Nuremberg was like winning some macabre lottery.

Eventually, the British Army leaked Pierrepoint’s name to the press. Suddenly, good ol’ Albert was a morbid tourist attraction, with busloads of people pouring into The Pub That Dead Nazis Built. Still, despite being outed, Pierrepoint stuck to his principals and refused to discuss his work with his patrons … save for one, James Corbitt, a longtime patron and friend known as “Tish” to Pierrepoint’s “Tosh.” One night, after singing a rousing rendition of “Danny Boy” with Pierrepoint, Corbitt ran straight home and murdered his girlfriend. Because Pierrepoint was arguably the man with the most unflappable work ethic in the history of the world, he utterly carried out his friend Corbitt’s execution.

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