Skip to comments.The sexual obsession that drove Rasputin to his death: Countless myths have been woven about him.
Posted on 02/07/2014 5:15:16 AM PST by C19fan
For someone who described himself as a Christ in miniature and had inveigled his way into Russias imperial court as a much-revered Holy Man, Grigori Rasputin spent his last day alive indulging in an astonishing amount of debauchery. That snowy morning of December 16, 1916, had seen him staggering into his St Petersburg flat in the early hours, clearly embracing one of his favourite dictums, that wine was Gods own remedy. This was by no means unusual according to the police bodyguards who watched over his home on the direct orders of Tsar Nicholas II and his wife Tsarina Alexandra, the last rulers of the doomed Romanov dynasty.
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From the article, “He claimed that sleeping with women he could take on their sins...”
I am laughing myself sick right now! Now I’ve heard everything! Question: Is our Laz really doing biblical work? LOL!!
What’s amazing is that pick-up line worked!
WORST PICK UP LINE EVER!!
One of Bill Clinton’s role models.
On your knees lassie. Time for some counseling.
I think there is some truth to the idea that people who have greatly sinned in the past can better understand it and help others from sinning.
Some of the best preachers and counselors I met fit this mold.
I knew nothing about Rasputin before reading this....... thanks........I guess......
What a creep!
The line may have been the hook, but i suspect Rasputin had no problem reeling them in. The man was unusually endowed, and in fact, his member remains pickled in a jar of formaldehyde in some Russian museum.
This is a very common Christian heresy. Keeps popping up for the last couple of millenia.
His surname can be translated into English as Debaucheeson. This adds something to his story when it’s told in Russian.
Unless his “groupies” were masochists and into painful sex, or were used-up, old gals, I fail to see why having a large member was any sort of advantage.
I wish I could time travel with a clothespin under my flight helmet, and have a minute with the creep; then, I could deny him and his self-proclaimed “divinity” and laugh in his filthy face.
Observing today’s world, there are so many devilish, weirdo idols and followers that old Razzy probably wouldn’t merit even a second glance.
LOL! This was not a good story to read at the beginning of my lunch hour. :-)
He claimed that sleeping with women he could take on their sins...
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