But some people can just never pass up that opportunity.
If it had happened in America instead of Whitechapel, London in 1888, I could see the inspiration hit the garment industry to replace those cumbersome buttons. “Are you sick of serial killers taking forever to unbutton and remove your clothes to expose your tender organs?? Then ditch those clumsy buttons and get Jack the Zipper!!”
You know who else is crazy besides Mt. Everest climbers?
Cave divers. OMG.
I think I would mind the tight spaces less if they were not accompanied by total darkness.
I also doubt I would be able to make it all the way up Everest, although apparently so many people do per year that the mountain is having serious problems with it's ecology. There are no waste baskets or toilets up there...
Reminds me of the Norm MacDonald joke about scoring a cliff diving competition . There are only two scores : 1 - Great dive . 2 - Stuff on the rocks .