Kissed By 163 Morbid Women

I found this story on @HistoryWeird's blog here. The original source was the Pullman Herald, January 21, 1899. It tells the story of this man, Richmond P. Hobson, who is basically just Ashton Kutcher with great facial hair:

Still man-pretty, even by today's standards.

"Richmond P. Hobson (1870-1937) was an American naval officer. Born and raised in rural Alabama, Hobson enrolled at the US Naval Academy, Annapolis at age 14. In 1889 he graduated top of his class, though Hobson’s rigid discipline and dislike of both alcohol or tobacco made him unpopular with classmates. When war broke out between the US and Spain in 1898, Hobson was sent to Cuba. In May 1898 he was ordered to seize control of a coal ship, the Merrimac, and scuttle it in the harbour mouth at Santiago, an attempt to trap Spanish ships inside the harbour.

"Hobson did manage to sink the Merrimac, though not accurately enough to block the harbour mouth; he and his men were captured and detained by the Spanish. Though Hobson’s mission had failed, the jingoistic American press presented it much differently. Hobson was hailed as the “hero of the Merrimac“; his courage and daring had thwarted the Spanish. Newspapers carried stories of his bravery and portraits of the dashing young officer, who became a celebrity and a sex symbol, even as he remained a prisoner-of-war.

"Hobson was released later in 1898 and repatriated to the United States. He made a series of public appearances, most of which were flooded with eager young ladies. But these public audiences produced “shocking spectacles” that led to Hobson’s fall from grace with the press:

'"The scene in the Chicago Auditorium, when Lieutenant Hobson was kissed by 163 morbid women ["morbid" in this instance meaning "disgusting"/"unhealthy"/"mentally unsound"], was loathsome. It is deplorable. It is sad that a man of his excellent courage and fine intelligence should so far forget the dignity of the American navy as to lend himself to a public exhibition of female hysteria… We shall never tire of boasting of his nerve and his unflinching devotion to duty; but no one is likely ever to hear us boasting about his modesty or his good taste.'

"Reports were also scathing about the young women who rushed to kiss the 'hero of the Merrimac':

"'We have no doubt they are heartily ashamed of themselves. They ought to be, at any rate.'

"Hobson remained in the Navy, reaching the rank of captain, before resigning in 1903. The following year he was elected to the House of Representatives, serving there until 1916. In 1933 he received the Medal of Honour and a special pension for his exploits aboard the Merrimac."

Firstly, I love how the author sputters with indignation and yet somehow managed to get over how "loathsome" and "deplorable" the spectacle was in order to watch Hobson closely enough to count the number of women exactly. Secondly, this says a ton about gender roles at the time. The issue wasn't that Hobson kissed women and was promiscuous or immoral himself; he didn't and wasn't. The issue was that he allowed himself to be kissed by women and lent his status as a representative of the Navy towards an exhibition of female promiscuity.

And don't even get me started on the use of the word "hysteria" in this. I could go on for DAYS about the socio-medical implications of that concept.

On a side note, I just did a bit more research on this guy and found further reasons to adore him. 1.) His wife's name was Grizelda, which is straight-up hardcore.  2.) Nikola Freaking TESLA was the best man at his wedding, because they were very, very close friends. *FANGIRL SHRIEEEEEEEEEEEEEK*

I haven't done a post on Tesla yet because I'm a bit scared of the magnitude it will require, but Tesla is my absolute favorite historical figure (okay, maybe he's tied with Anne Boleyn, maybe). I love Tesla so unhealthily that I actually really hated the film Oz the Great and Powerful because James Franco's character is obsessed with Edison, who was Tesla's rival. When he started talking in the film about how great Edison was, I actually scoffed aloud in the theatre. AND REFUSED TO BE ASHAMED ABOUT IT WHEN PEOPLE LOOKED AT ME STRANGELY. REFUSED.

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