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War? War? WAR? You ain’t seen nothing yet.

On my parents’ first anniversary in April of 1945, they went to dinner and dancing and cocktails at the Rhythm Room in LA’s Hotel Hayward.  Later that spring night, I have it on good authority, I was conceived.

In that spring the world was still engulfed in war. In that spring, Germany was to unconditionally surrender and Roosevelt would die. At the end of April, Hitler would kill himself. In early May, Germany would surrender.  In June Okinawa was finally taken. Then, on July 16:

As the countdown reached 10 seconds, Griesen suddenly blurted out to his neighbor Rabi, “Now I’m scared.” Three, two, one, and Sam Allison cried out, “Now!” At precisely 5:30 a.m. on Monday, July 16, 1945, the nuclear age began. While Manhattan Project staff members watched anxiously, the device exploded over the New Mexico desert, vaporizing the tower and turning the asphalt around the base of the tower to green sand. Seconds after the explosion came to a huge blast wave and heat searing out across the desert. No one could see the radiation generated by the explosion, but they all knew it was there. The steel container “Jumbo,” weighing over 200 tons and transported to the desert only to be eliminated from the test, was knocked ajar even though it stood half a mile from ground zero. As the orange and yellow fireball stretched up and spread, a second column, narrower than the first, rose and flattened into a mushroom shape, thus providing the atomic age with a visual image that has become imprinted on the human consciousness as a symbol of power and awesome destruction.

Trinity 15 Seconds After Detonation

In July Winston Churchill would be voted out of office in England. In August, the nukes would incinerate Hiroshima and Nagasaki. In September, Japan would unconditionally surrender.  In December I was born into a world at peace 77 years ago. In that December, the world was at peace for the first time since 1939. The American soldiers who had survived would come home and the peace would begin. As on the day after Christmas so would I.

It was quite a year, or so I have been told. With the peace, the world had certainly had enough of war. With the advent of nuclear weapons, the world had certainly seen the end of war.

Oh really?

Sort of.

So far. . . .

Since I was conceived there have been a number of wars but they have all been like small fires in milk compared to the global conflagration into which I awoke in the womb. There has never been a war in my life to compare in any way to the Second World War and 77 years is long enough for the world to forget a real war.

Oh really?

Sort of.

So far.

But now, the Pervert Parade playing musical chairs in the White House and State Department seems to be warming up to the idea again. . . .

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  • Cleansing Nuclear Fire October 25, 2022, 11:21 AM

    The German civilians were happy go lucky fun time with no rationing and then the loss of an army at Stalingrad came along in early 1943.
    Goebbels Total WAR speech was too little too late but he did go out amongst the rubble strewn cities.
    WWIII won’t be on any ballot as part of muh democracy…it was decided long ago by the controllers.

  • Joe Krill October 25, 2022, 12:15 PM

    Cleansing Nuclear Fire, As long as we have love for God, respect for his laws and free will combined with the spirit of love for our Greatest of all Nations to ever exist, the controllers will not win. President Trump reignited the flame. We must remain firm and help feed that flame. Let your light shine.

  • Rev.Bro. Generik Broderick October 26, 2022, 8:14 AM

    Rhythem Room Method?

  • CA October 26, 2022, 7:56 PM
  • Dirk October 27, 2022, 8:09 AM

    Bomb shelters, well big dog, ya live east of the Mississippi, your gonna need a shelter and a lot of luck. Life’s about choices. Well leave the lights on,