I want to be in the crater
I grew up in the 50s just outside of Washington DC. I went through duck and cover drills. We had Civil Defense rations at our school. There were periodic air raid siren tests. And then there was reality. When the USSR tested the 50 megaton Tsar Bomb, my school was blocks away from the area that would be vaporized.
And that was a single bomb.
All things considered, though, I don't mind. I have no desire to live in a post-apocalyptic world.
Biting the hand that feeds IT
