There is nothing so unnatural as the commonplace.


May 24, 1844: Samuel Morse opens a telegraph line connecting Washington D.C. and Baltimore. 

Samuel Morse developed the electric telegraph and his eponymous code in 1836; by 1843, the U.S. government had appropriated to him $30,000 for the construction of an experimental 61 km telegraph line that would run from Washington D.C. to Baltimore - this line was completed in early 1844. It officially opened on May 24, 1844, when Morse sent the words What hath God wrought(a biblical quote from the Book of Numbers) from the Capitol to Baltimore. By 1861, telegraph lines spanned the continent, connecting the East and West coasts and rendering most other forms of communication obsolete.

Morse’s 1844 telegraph transmitted messages at a speed of thirty characters per minute, a speed that is simulated above. As telegraphs became more advanced (and operators more skilled), much higher transmission speeds were made possible as well.



Col. Sebastian Moran: Professor…

Prof. James Moriarty: Don’t worry, I’m alright! Don’t waste your time attending to me.

Sherlock Holmes A Game of Shadows

This part.

Moriarty is injured. He just had a building fall on top of him and his nemesis. He felt like he was on the top of the world, because in his mind, his enemy lay at his feet, weak, more or less defeated. This was the great Sherlock Holmes? And then, out of nowhere, a damn lighthouse falls on top of them.

Here comes Moran. He doesn’t shout out Moriarty’s name. He whispers his title, “Professor”. Even in this state, there is respect and admiration. Here comes Colonel Sebastian Moran, the second most dangerous man in London, looking after Moriarty first, shoots later. 

And when the sniper tries to help the professor, the first thing he hears is a reassurance that he is fine. It relieves him, but then the professor gives an order. It’s not direct, but Moran takes it as it is.

Moran’s concern for Moriarty and his loyalty and his absolute viciousness in hunting those who hurt his professor and tried to kill him, even after he’s been shot (and the way he composes himself after he is shot as well) is the most beautiful thing.

(And if anyone thinks he’s not badass enough, you have not been watching the same film as the rest of us.)

I love them so much. ;-;


The Second Most Dangerous Man in London

Who is currently not in London, because he is busy having so many slow motion , and yet awesome moments whilst avenging his professor.


The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes 01x01 - A Scandal in Bohemia

- What is it tonight; morphine or cocaine?
- Well, I can strongly recommend a seven percent solution of cocaine. Would you care to try it?
- No indeed. I speak not only as your friend but as a medical man, how can you risk such damage to the great powers with which you have been endowed?
- I cannot tell you how it clarifies and stimulates the mind.
- Yes, and destroys it, in time.
- My mind rebels at stagnation. Give me problems; give me work. Give me the most abstruse cryptogram, the most intricate analysis, and I’m in my proper atmosphere. Then I can dispense with artificial stimulants. But I abhor the dull routine of existence. I crave mental exultation. That is why I have chosen my own profession, or rather, created it, for I am the only one in the world.
- The only unofficial detective?
-The only unofficial
consulting detective.

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