A longtime ago, in a galaxy far, far away, a group of self-entitled religious fanatics, convinced it was their destiny, as the holders of the one true faith, to teach the filthy Western dogs that the one true God was on their side, were willing to kill themselves to prove how loyal they were to that belief.
Seventy-two years ago today, that question was settled pretty decisively, and many adherents to that particular brand of religious belief received a bounty of enlightenment on that particular point, many of them in doses sufficient to imprint their shadows onto concrete in perpetuity.
The rest of their mortal remains demonstrated rather graphically the proof of Einstein's theory that matter could be converted into energy and foolishness coverted to wisdom. Mainly by going from meatsacks to ashes in the wind at the speed of nuclear fission.
Here's a toast to the American version of applied physics, circa 1945!
2 comments:
Interesting metaphor. I hope my children will not have to repeat the lesson for another set of folks.
Had an uncle,a member of Uncle Sam's Misguided Children, who was scheduled to make the Japan landing. He'd done his first landing at Guadalcanal, and his last one was Okinawa. Along the way, he'd collected 4 Purple Hearts, a Silver Star, and a Navy Cross, and he was pretty sure that his last bit of fruit salad was going to be his last Purple Heart, collected on the beach at Kyushu.
I learned a lot from him, glad he didn't have to make that last landing.
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