What does a LOLcow from the 1880s look like? - Kinda like this:

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https://www.damninteresting.com/meddle-metal-mettle/

TL;DR A lolcow craved attention so badly he assassinated U.S. President Garfield for the lulz.


"Charles Julius Guiteau was born in 1841, the fourth of six children in a well-respected Illinois family. As a boy he demonstrated normal intellect, yet as he matured it became evident that he was moody, shrewd, dishonest, and deluded. In contemporary vernacular, he was said to be “not exactly right in the upper story.” "

"As a young man Guiteau traveled to Oneida, New York to join a Christian commune where his father had once resided. Oneida’s founder John Humphrey Noyes presided over a pseudo-utopia where people and property were shared; where postmenopausal women were assigned to teenage boys as a form of birth control; and where an experimental human selective-breeding program was underway in a special wing of the community’s Mansion House. Members preached that Jesus Christ had a second coming in the year 70 AD, at which time he laid the foundation for a perfect world. Although the Oneida commune’s claims were perfectly compatible with Guiteau’s anomalous upper story, his collection of eccentricities proved unbearable even for the most hogwash-hardened of the radical Christians. He was rude at the dinner table, he complained about chores, and he slunk about in rubber galoshes even on the fairest of New York afternoons. Consequently he was not welcomed into any of the commune’s “complex marriages.”

"feeling snubbed, Guiteau departed and embarked upon a parade of misadventures. He founded a newspaper to disseminate the news of Jesus’s stealthy second coming, but it failed to draw a readership. In his spare time Guiteau penned and printed books plagiarized from the Oneida teachings, but few readers bothered to bend many pages before setting these aside. Guiteau also fancied himself to be a brilliant orator, and hung posters inviting the public to attend lectures by “The Little Giant of the West.” Guiteau made it known—presumably as a selling point—that he drafted all of his lectures in the nude."

Sounds like someone we know eh?

"Unable to attract the audience he felt he deserved, Charles Guiteau moved to Chicago and somehow obtained a law license. He used his flimsy new credentials to invoice clients despite negligence in his duties, and he engaged in bill-collecting yet failed to relay the money to the creditors who hired him. He seemed genuinely astonished when this agitated his clients. The majority of his litigation was on his own behalf as he unsuccessfully sued the various newspapers which exposed him a fraud. He also attempted to sue the Oneida commune for work done without pay."

Not gonna copypasta the whole thing, but the link is well worth the read. Truely a man before his time.

https://www.damninteresting.com/meddle-metal-mettle/
 
Charles moved in with his sister Frances for a time, but he disappeared after injuring her in an inexplicable axe attack. Their father Luther Guiteau—a respected member of his community—issued many embarrassed apologies on Charles’s behalf. In a letter to one of his other sons he wrote, “I have been ready to believe [Charles] capable of almost any folly, stupidity, or rascality. The only possible excuse I can render for him is that he is insane.”

My favorite bit that didn't make it into the OP.
 
In a strange twist of fate, from his noble life he literally started the MUMMY I WANT TENDIES

Ich bin der Kaiser und ich will Knödel!

He yelled that when he was told there was no apricots so he couldn't have the tarts he liked.

He died a virgin.

"When Ferdinand married Princess Maria Anna of Savoy, the court physician considered it unlikely that he would be able to consummate the marriage. When he tried to consummate the marriage, he had five seizures. He is best remembered for his command to his cook: when told he could not have apricot dumplings (Marillenknödel) because apricots were out of season, he said 'I am the Emperor, and I want dumplings!' (German: Ich bin der Kaiser und ich will Knödel!)."
 
He died a virgin.

"When Ferdinand married Princess Maria Anna of Savoy, the court physician considered it unlikely that he would be able to consummate the marriage. When he tried to consummate the marriage, he had five seizures. He is best remembered for his command to his cook: when told he could not have apricot dumplings (Marillenknödel) because apricots were out of season, he said 'I am the Emperor, and I want dumplings!' (German: Ich bin der Kaiser und ich will Knödel!)."
Inbreeding is one hell of a drug
 
This might be my favorite historical lolcow, with it's Prussian efficiency.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jacob_Paul_von_Gundling

They once dressed a monkey up like him and at a royal dinner they kept yelling KISS YOUR SON DON'T YOU LOVE YOUR KID

The Prussians were Tyce level pronkmasters.

One night, in the middle of winter, when he was making his way home over the castle drawbrige, he was seized by four burly Grenadier Guards and dropped repeatedly onto the frozen moat below until his weight broke the ice, and he was ridiculed from above as he struggled in agony.

Sounds more like the best historical example of Weens.

I kept expecting to see JULAAAAAY and plots to dig up his dead dog's remains pop up when reading the article
 
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https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_McGonagall
Infamously bad poet who spent his days writting shitty poetry and generally making a fool of himself. Some of my favorite excerpts from his Wikipedia page:

Before he showed an interest in poetry, he displayed a keenness for acting, though Mr Giles' Theatre, where he performed, let him play the title role in Macbeth only if he paid for the privilege. The theatre was filled with his friends and fellow workers, anxious to see what they expected to be an amusing disaster. The play should have ended with Macbeth's death, but McGonagall believed the actor playing Macduff was trying to upstage him, and refused to die.
In July 1878, he walked from Dundee to Balmoral, a distance of about 60 miles (97 km) over mountainous terrain and through a violent thunderstorm to perform for Queen Victoria. When he arrived, he announced himself as "The Queen's Poet". The guards informed him "You're not the Queen's poet! Tennyson is the Queen's poet!" (Alfred Lord Tennyson was the poet laureate). McGonagall presented the letter but was refused entry and had to return home.[3] Undeterred, his poetry writing continued, and he reported events to the newspapers, earning some minor recognition.
He found lucrative work performing his poetry at a local circus. He read his poems while the crowd was permitted to pelt him with eggs, flour, herrings, potatoes and stale bread. For this, he received fifteen shillings a night. McGonagall seemed happy with this arrangement, but the events became so raucous that the city magistrates were forced to put a ban on them.
Soon after, he received a letter purporting to be from representatives of King Thibaw Min of Burma. In it, he was informed that the King had knighted him as Topaz McGonagall, Grand Knight of the Holy Order of the White Elephant Burmah.[13] Despite the fact that this was a fairly transparent hoax,[6]:x McGonagall would refer to himself as "Sir William Topaz McGonagall, Knight of the White Elephant, Burmah" in his advertising for the rest of his life.
 
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