Yes, it's over. Time to move onto the next thing to obsess over. |
Probably true cyber attacks is what they excel at |
Lol! Ok…
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Exactly. |
Dirty bomb / fallout. |
Right?
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| You want to find a fallout shelter. There are more fallout shelters in DC than anywhere else in the US. If you aren't able to you want to go into a cave or a mine. FYI you also want to buy potassium iodine pills to protect your thyroid from cancer. Stay there for 14 days. |
Lol! You just made that up, so I guess you’re the one with your ass hanging out looking like an idiot. We did not have a record number of deaths yesterday. |
| Not a great time to have just finished the Ken Follett book “Never.” In the intro, Follett says that, while researching WWI for a different book, he was struck by the fact that it was a war nobody wanted. Governments made decisions in response to individual events, and all of those decisions, taken together, pushed us down the road to war. “Never” imagines a similar process in a nuclear world, and it’s disturbingly plausible. |
| I thought inside the beltway was basically the crater. |
Aww, such a nice picture of you. |
OK. So you work for Putin, and you know he'll use biological warfare instead? |
I read that recently and was thinking the same today... Lollipop Land... |
I think the issue is that it's hard to know where targets other than the U.S. Capitol are. Even if you go out to the middle of Virginia, how do you know you aren't heading toward some kind of military training camp, or a missile silo? |
Sachio Ashida Associate Professor Psychology WWII Japanese Imperial Army Air Force Kamikaze Pilot From a memorial written by Cichorei Kano, a judo associate of Dr. Ashida: In the war, when he was about 20 years old, Ashida-sensei was in the Japanese Air Force as a suicide pilot fighting the Americans. He was on a mission to fly over Hiroshima about 16 hours after the bomb had been dropped. In one of the most tragic and chilling accounts, Ashida told that he landed his plane, found a bicycle and pedaled amidst the burning remnants of the city. He mentioned that he came across a woman carrying a bucket on her arm; in the bucket was the head of her daughter whose body had been blasted apart. It was an image he never was able to ban from his mind. After the war, when he was 29, in 1953, he decided to come to the US and wanted to study for a PhD in Psychology & Mathematics at the University of Nebraska. At that time he held the rank of godan. He struggled with English, of which his knowledge was insufficient to pass the entrance exam. In consequence he was assigned an English tutor by the name of Margaret. The two later married. |