Last Podcast On The Left
Episode 621: The Assassination of Abraham Lincoln Part I - All The World's a Stage
30 May 2025
The boys are back for a classic historical true-crime deep dive, this time on a fascinating story that's often forgotten about in American History - This week we begin the story of the Assassination of Abraham Lincoln, starting with the backstory of the man who took the life of the 16th President of the United States, American Stage actor and confederate sympathizer John Wilkes Booth. For Live Shows, Merch, and More Visit: www.LastPodcastOnTheLeft.comKevin MacLeod (incompetech.com)Licensed under Creative Commons: By Attribution 4.0 Licensehttp://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/Subscribe to SiriusXM Podcasts+ to listen to new episodes of Last Podcast on the Left ad-free and a whole week early. Start a free trial now on Apple Podcasts or by visiting siriusxm.com/podcastsplus.
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There's no place to escape to. This is the Lost Podcast. On the left. That's when the cannibalism started. Who's that? Man, I was... God, I was thinking about this about how... My dad was one of these big memories that came up. One of my favorite bits. Your deceased father. My dad, he's dead.
Was it dysentery? Actually, no. Cholera? Dropsy?
He drowned. He drowned while they were fording a river. You know my father is loving to ford rivers. But he used to say a poem, and I think it was from an old comedy special, and I've been thinking about it ever since we started on this series. And I think I've done it before here, but maybe not. Lincoln, Lincoln, I've been thinking, what the hell have you been drinking? Is it water? Is it wine?
Oh, my God, it's turpentine.
But that's the only thing I have. My dad used to say that one, too. I think that's a Northeast thing. What is that from? Just like old man limericks.
There was less entertainment back then. It's completely nonsensical.
Really?
I don't know what it is. My father was obsessed with dirty limericks.
Oh, yeah. We had a song that we used to always sing. As I sit in my cell with my fingers dipped in shit and the shadow of my ding dong on the wall. As the prisoners pass are shoving peanuts in my ass and the guards are playing ping pong with my balls. Yeehaw!
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