Three Inexplicably Cursed Items
Every blessing ignored becomes a curse.
~ Paulo Coelho
Amulets and talismans have been, since thousands of years, items of incalculable sentimental value for millions of people who faithfully surrender their fortune and destiny unto them. The sad reality is that, as far as we can judge, seems that it is the so-called cursed objects the ones holding the greatest power. Be it mere superstition or wicked reality, the truth is that the stories and artifacts which I list below are each and all categorically and factually real, brutally transpiring the borders of coincidence into the ambiguous lands of the unknown.
The chair of thomas busby
This story is frankly horrifying for the effects of the object are almost immediate. The story tells that in the year 1702 a cruel murderer named Thomas Busby was sentenced to die in the gallows, his last wish was a dinner served at his favorite bar, wish which got granted unknowingly of the sinister consequences it would bring. When the guards made him get up, the man cursed his chair; professing that anyone who dared to sit on it would meet death. (Later the chair was dated by furniture historians to the year 1840, 138 years after Busby's execution)
There are many legends of what happened after but the duly documented ones begin with the First World War when the town began to notice that, every soldier who sat there never returned from war.
In the 60's an Air Force pilot attempted to prove the superstitions were ridiculous, he sat on the chair and, that same afternoon, lost his life in a horrible car accident. The story continues even further with deaths piling one over the other. The terror was such that the chair was moved to the basement of the bar, and yet, this did not stop the object from killing - this time, the life of a seller who brought merchandise and sat on it, playing a joke to the owner - the man died in a bloody accident nothing less than that same day. And this last encounter was the drop that overflowed the glass. The chair was donated to the local museum, where remains today. For security reasons, even the most superstitious men in town approved that the chair should be tied meters above the ground, stoping curious people from sitting.
little bastard - James Dean's Porsche
Little Bastard is known as the car which killed James Dean, it was a friend of the famous actor who gave the vehicle it's nickname, although nobody knowns exactly why.
Little Bastard honored it's name when it claimed the life of Dean. Shortly after, the carcass was bought by a tycoon named George Barris, but as he took it to the garage in a trailer, one of the safety wires broke and the vehicle, while falling, broke the leg of a mechanic, leaving him crippled for life. Barris decided not to tempt his luck and ordered to debone Little Bastard - the engine and other parts were sold to the runners Troy McHenry and William Eschrid - both suffered terribly bulky accidents when using them, one of which killed Troy instantly.
Years later the garage where the car was kept burned down, the fire devastated the place completely. The interesting part? Little Bastard suffered nearly no damage while the rest of the workshop was left unrecoverable.
As for today; the whereabouts of James Dean's car are a mystery. The rest of the stories (and there's plenty) surrounding Little Bastard are far too dubious and vague, thus - in lack of fact ratification - I'd rather share no more.
Ötzi the iceman
To say that this is an object may be not only risky but wrong, Ötzi is a corpse. Above you can see an approximation of how the man must have looked like over 5,000 years ago, the mummy can be seen here.
Many of the people around its history assure that the body is cursed. Perhaps it would be good to ask the explorers who took it out from it's resting place in the Alps, the only problem is that they are all dead.
It was the year 1991 when seven men discovered and dug the remains of an ancient human being, it's appearance, as expected, was horrifying. But the truly gloomy revelation would develop afterwards. The first explorer was crushed by an avalanche as he investigated the area near where the body was found - the second died from a strange disorder in the blood detected after the incident (in one of his last interviews the man said he believed that the matter was related to Ötzi). The third passed away of unidentified causes in his home, while writing a book on the subject. The worst of all was the fourth, who suffered a monstrous traffic accident on his way to a university, ready to give a lecture about the famous ice man. Not long after his funeral it was revealed that the fifth, one of the few explorers alive, had died of a heart attack. The sixth perished due tu an unknown illness and, shortly after, the last of the seven men died of multiple sclerosis.
Of course the death of seven - when placed next to the hundreds of people involved in the recovery of Ötzi - might not seem statistically significant anymore.