There are those who rationalize the use of tactical nukes, that those weapons, being less damaging, are useful. And then there are biochemical, hacking and others, not to slight an abundance of conventional weaponry. It seems we have more than enough ways to destroy life on this planet.
I grew up in San Antonio, our home a block from Fort Sam Houston, then the headquarters of the Fifth Army. I remember some of those training films and drills, but also having the instinctive understanding that nothing was going to save me if the Big War started.
Two things come to me. First, how indoctrinated we were from our so-called education. Even in my progressive Berkeley elementary school, we were learning who to hate, what to fear in between critical thinking. Almost negating the latter. Secondly, I'm no Bible thumper too metaphysical for that; but I remember random pieces. It seems that once we clear an era, there are aspects of our brilliance that are embarrassingly stupid. Here's the verse from 1st Corinthians: For the wisdom of this world is foolishness in God's sight. As it is written: 'He catches the wise in their craftiness'." We're like kids jumping on the good furniture.
We had a Studebaker. As I recall it got about 42 mpg -- of OIL. But the body design could make it difficult to tell if you were coming or going. As I also recall those AV presentations provided some pretty good employment for Westbrook Van Voorhis.
I am so sorry for your fear. I was born in 1943. Lived in small-town America, did stupid bomb drills and never worried about it. I think parenting by reasonable optimists may have been the difference.
There are those who rationalize the use of tactical nukes, that those weapons, being less damaging, are useful. And then there are biochemical, hacking and others, not to slight an abundance of conventional weaponry. It seems we have more than enough ways to destroy life on this planet.
I grew up in San Antonio, our home a block from Fort Sam Houston, then the headquarters of the Fifth Army. I remember some of those training films and drills, but also having the instinctive understanding that nothing was going to save me if the Big War started.
Two things come to me. First, how indoctrinated we were from our so-called education. Even in my progressive Berkeley elementary school, we were learning who to hate, what to fear in between critical thinking. Almost negating the latter. Secondly, I'm no Bible thumper too metaphysical for that; but I remember random pieces. It seems that once we clear an era, there are aspects of our brilliance that are embarrassingly stupid. Here's the verse from 1st Corinthians: For the wisdom of this world is foolishness in God's sight. As it is written: 'He catches the wise in their craftiness'." We're like kids jumping on the good furniture.
A most insightful concluding sentence......
Hahahaha. My mom would always say in frustration, "You can't have anything nice with kids." LOL. The 4 of our broke stuff all the time.
It's what kids are supposed to do. It's in their genes!
exactly!
We had a Studebaker. As I recall it got about 42 mpg -- of OIL. But the body design could make it difficult to tell if you were coming or going. As I also recall those AV presentations provided some pretty good employment for Westbrook Van Voorhis.
I was born in 1946. I have no words.
Not sure there are any, amigo. The situation has rendered words useless.
I am so sorry for your fear. I was born in 1943. Lived in small-town America, did stupid bomb drills and never worried about it. I think parenting by reasonable optimists may have been the difference.
My parents were at the other end of that scale, I'm afraid. Lives too hard to foster real optimism.