Probabably the most niche, and I'm sure I've written about it here before, is the life of James Whitaker Wright. He was a mining speculator and massive swindler in the late 1800s, who reached the highest echalons of Victorian society. His mining ventures were mostly in the US and Australia but he bought an estate near Guildford in the UK, hired 400 labourers and set about landscaping the living crap out of it. He built some incredible follies including a glass dome on the bottom of a lake bed so he could watch the fish swim around it. Another was a door in a tree which led into a tunnel which corkscrewed down into the ground into a series of underground chambers and a river from which you could access the lake surface. He spent millions of other people's money building a ridiculously opulent mansion with a theatre and an observatory. He filled the grounds with imported Italian sculpture, some of it quite grotesque.
Anyway, his dodgy dealings caught up with him and he was sentanced to jail for fraud. After the sentencing he asked for a moment with his lawyer in a private chamber which was granted and there he swallowed enough cyanide to kill seven men rather than serve his time.
I think I like him because he combines a few of my interests - history and follies, but I'm also interested in what happens when people have too much money - their idiosyncrasies tend to come out in weird ways. I have a similar interest in Michael Jackson's Neverland ranch. And also people who seem to reject the right of society to judge them, that narcissistic excess.
I've bored many people talking about him!
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