#Atomic Weapons

[one-time-i-dreamt]

My FBI agent friend interrupted my book club to rave at us about the enemy creating a deadly atomic weapon and warning us about possible insurgents relaying secret information. I interrupted his rant and claimed that he was acting paranoid, explaining all the flaws in his logic. After other agents came and took him away, I sat down again and smiled at my book club.

"Sorry about that, comrades. Now, I am pleased to let you know that the plan has succeeded, and the first atomic missile of our county has been finished."

[fzzr]

Charles Stross and Mass Civilian Casualties

Sometimes in both fiction and non-fiction, one has to describe a mass civilian casualty event. When facing this task, there are a few paths one can take. You give some narrative note that a nuke went off or showing the explosion from a colony drop from orbit and maybe a body count in exposition. Alternatively, you can zoom in, and use the point of view of a single person to humanize the catastrophe. Charles Stross chooses the secret third option of "both".

Stross is the author of among many other things, the Laundry Files and Merchant Princes series. In these stories and others, he has occasion to describe mass civilian death. When doing so, he slips into a different voice from the rest of his narration. It's both more abstract and poetic and more direct and clinical than the rest of his writing. In the end he often lands on one sentence, all the way on the poetic side. Atomic weapons bring out that tendency the most, so I'll focus on that.

There are only a handful of these events, perhaps because overusing them would make them seem trivial and routine. Most of the descriptions are too long to post, but the last few paragraphs of a chapter featuring a tactical nuclear explosion are a microcosm of this.

Behind them a dark rain began to fall on the battlefield, fat drops turbid with radioactive dust scorched from the stones of the castle and the bones of the men who had followed their usurper-king into the radius of the fireball. The survivors, burned and broken-those that could move-cupped their hands to catch the rain and drank greedily. Otto Neuhalle, and the ten survivors of his company, were among them. They did not know-nor could they-that the man-portable nuclear weapon responsible for the fireball had a maximum yield of only one kiloton, and that such bombs are inherently dirty, and that this blast had been, by nuclear standards, absolutely filthy; that it had failed to consume even a tenth of its plutonium core, and had scooped up huge masses of debris and irradiated it before scattering it tightly around ground zero. Dead men, drinking bitter rain.

I don't know for sure, but this gives me the feeling that he visited the Hiroshima Peace Memorial Museum and found it deeply affecting. It takes a similar approach, presenting the horror of the first use of nuclear weapons in war both by describing the mechanics of the event, with maps and explanations of radiation sickness, and intensely personally, for example displaying the diaries of survivors (and lingering non-survivors) along with excerpts from such.

The famous Atomic Bomb Dome is the representation of the physical force of the blast, but it's not the actual hypocenter. That spot is marked with a plaque in an alley a block away that passes by a small clinic toward the best okonomiyaki place in town. Stross puts us both a few hundred feet above and behind the eyes of someone who might have been walking down the predecessor to that street at that fateful moment. Unavoidably, he makes the reader multiply this much suffering by this many lives. In so doing, he performs a fraction of the task of dragging those who see that crime as a necessary evil across the world, pressing their faces against the glass, and asking them if they can still say that out loud.

[recursive360]

Barbie+Oppenheimer

⛰⛰ | Try visiting Twin Peaks sometime. It’s located at the intersection of Camp & the Sublime. PLUS, they have great coffee & pie.

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[omg-whathaveidone]

Via NY TIMES

[supersonicgrandma]

Gonna see Oppenheimer and spend all three hours shaking my head in disapproval so everyone knows I don’t like atomic bombs

[da-at-ass]

Nuclear Inktober #3: "Davy Crockett"

The Davy Crockett, the smallest yield nuclear weapon ever deployed by the U.S. Its yield was .25 kilotons. - US Nuclear Forces and Capabilities Databook

Colored pencil and alcohol marker on handmade paper.

The paper is cloudlike, so I think there'll be themes of the American Dream in the final piece they're all included in.

[a-forger-and-a-point-man]

Don’t forget the first victims when you go see Oppenheimer this opening weekend. Unforgivable not to include them in the narrative.

We love us some Nolan and Cillian but this is also a story that should never have taken place.

For further reading:

This is what happens when the US government goes nuclear-crazy during the Cold War and mines a shit ton of uranium. Lambs born with three legs and no eyes, and human stillbirths and agonizing deformities for those that survive. For decades it was referred to as a Navajo-specific hereditary illness. No one made the link to the mines and the drinking water.

[timmurleyart]

Big bomb. ☄️💀💥💣☠️🔥☢️

[one-time-i-dreamt]

I infiltrated Willy Wonka's fish museum (not an aquarium) to stop his plans of using atomic weapons against the US.

[whats-in-a-sentence]

One of the founders of this society, Professor Victor Paschkis of Columbia University, gives the following account of its history:

In August 1947 I published in the Friends' Intelligencer [a Quaker periodical] an article entitled 'Double Standards', in which I expressed my views of something I considered utterly unreasonable. This was the fact that scientists who were trying to amass funds for the enlightenment of the public on the dangers of atomic weapons were simultaneously continuing their work on the weapons in question. A. J. Muste, President of the Reconciliation Brotherhood, rang me up and said: 'There must be other research workers who feel the same.' ...

"Brighter than a Thousand Suns: A Personal History of the Atomic Scientists" - Robert Jungk, translated by James Cleugh

[nirahsaooc]

I am wondering if this movie will grapple with the duality of the creation of the Atomic Bomb. The success of making such a device, and grappling with the dark truth of the terrible power it can exert. 

“We have made a thing, a most terrible weapon, that has altered abruptly and profoundly the nature of the world. We have made a thing that, by all standards of the world we grew up in, is an evil thing. And by doing so, by our participation in making it possible to make these things, we have raised again the question of whether science is good for man, of whether it is good to learn about the world, to try to understand it, to try to control it, to help give to the world of men increased insight, increased power. Because we are scientists, we must say an unalterable yes to these questions; it is our faith and our commitment, seldom made explicit, even more seldom challenged, that knowledge is a good in itself, knowledge and such power as must come with it”. - J. Robert Oppenheimer

[10zitten10]

Do you like to use the Mushroom Cloud as a fun Barbieheimer meme? If you do, it's fine so long as you know what the cloud caused and what it symbolizes. If you don't know the circumstances of the mushroom cloud, please search ''Hiroshima Nagasaki atomic bomb people (with your safe search off)' on Google Images. *The images are very disturbing. Please DO NOT try it if you are sensitive to extremely disturbing images.

I'm Japanese. In Japan, unfortunately, many people have never seen the old pictures of the real effects of the mushroom cloud. We learn about the atomic bombing of Hiroshima and Nagasaki (both are cities in Japan) in primary school or junior high, when we are about 10-14 years old. Many adults think it's too risky to show children the pictures because it shows human bodies, which look like human charcoal. Living people got severe burns on their faces, their backs, and their whole bodies looked like melting wax (additionally, most of the people in the pictures are citizens, not soldiers. There are many kids, babies, and old people, of course.) Even though it happened in our land, many people (including me, I'm ashamed to say though) don't feel it was an actual event because it seems very unreal and it happened almost 80 years ago. Fortunately, I had a chance to learn about the atomic bombing and see several pictures of it. Now I know what happened in 1945. I think some people here/outside of Japan realize it as well.

I don't blame people born outside of Japan who have never known/learned about the effects of the atomic bombing. I want to ask you to learn and understand what happened under that iconic mushroom cloud before you make a meme with it. If you think 'So what?' after that, I will have nothing more to say to you.

I've not seen Barbie or Oppenheimer because they are not released here yet. But I feel they are both very interesting. I'm looking forward to watching them. I wish I could have fun watching them without any distractions before going to the theatres.

Don't get me wrong. I know that during World War II the Japanese government did tons of terrible things to people outside and inside of Japan. I just want people to know that atomic bombing is a very serious issue, and using the images of the mushroom cloud as a meme/design is like using a symbol of the Nazi/KKK as a fun meme. It's not fun. Atomic bombing should never happen anywhere in the world.

[facts-i-just-made-up]

How do you build a atomic bomb?

Easily!

All you need are a few household items, a little bit of patience, and a Class 1 Top Security clearance for the manufacture of biological, chemical or nuclear weapons under the Fermi laws of 1954 contingent to permission from the United Nations Security Council.

You're gonna need-

A box of matches

A blender

Tape

Some wire mesh (Like a window screen, for sifting)

Cake mix (Yellow sponge cake works best)

Ziplock bags

String

Ice cubes (The cold kind, not the rapper/actor)

A toilet paper tube

A Catholic Missal

An empty kitty litter bucket

First, you're gonna need two rare substances- Weapons grade uranium and "heavy" water. For the uranium, just take your yellow cake mix and sift it with the wire mesh. Whatever stays on top of the mesh- That's weapons grade. For the heavy water, take some ice cubes, which are heavier than water but still made of water, and put them in the blender. By breaking up the ice cubes and releasing the water, you keep the weight but make it a fluid. This is a process that scientists call "Putrefaction".

To build the weapon, pack some uranium into one end of the toilet paper tube and then cover that end with the Catholic Missal. This guarantees what we call a "Critical Mass" of uranium. Then take a smaller wad of uranium and pack it into the other end of the tube, leaving plenty of space between the two.

Tape the box of matches to that end of the tube. It will act as an explosive device to send the "bullet" of uranium into the critical mass, thus resulting in a nuclear fission explosion.

You now have a nuclear fission device! This device has a yield equal to about 10 thousand tons of T.N.T. But fission is for wimps, right? So let's turn that fission bomb, into a fusion bomb!

Tape your string to the matches to act as a fuse, and then put the nuclear warhead in a ziplock bag. Be sure to seal it tight! Now place that assembly into the kitty litter bucket. Make sure it's empty of kitty litter before the next step.

Fill the rest of the bucket with the heavy water you made in step one, and seal the top of the kitty litter bucket with the string still poking out. Once the fuse is lit, it will light the matches and detonate the nuclear fission bomb. This acts as a heat source to boil the heavy water, and when heavy water boils- Nuclear Fusion!

Congratulations, your bomb is now complete. Remember that it's illegal to carry or detonate a nuclear fusion warhead in public (except in Texas), and bear in mind this will be quite a bit stronger than your usual firecrackers. We recommend only setting off your nuclear device on official U.S. testing grounds, such as the desserts of New Mexico or islands in the Pacific only populated by tribes under no country's protection, because that's seriously what the U.S. did.

So play safe and have a good time,

-facts-i-just-made-up.tumblr.com

[sstrwbrryccke]

— bullying him | sub choi soobin

part 2 | part 3

tags: mean reader, bullying, dacryphilia, perv soobin, humiliation, public fondling??, somewhat nonconsensual

yes this is the third time im reposting this drabble because i accidentally deleted it three times 💀

another hard thought because i can’t stop thinking about a school au where you bully the studious and nerdy soobin!! its just sooo unlucky for him to sit right next to you, where you torment him almost daily. he keeps his gaze down on his book as you shove him against the locker (high school tv show style).

he spends most of the time quiet, never retorting back to you. It was almost irritating to you and your bully friends at a certain point because he almost never reacted to your taunts. just his bunny eyes occasionally making eye contact with you before he quickly lowers his gaze. what did it take to break this guy? your friends egg you on to increase the intensity, and you started to seek him out intentionally.

just as lunch break started, when all the students have left the classrooms, he was putting back his books into his locker. you walk up to him, making sure the vicinity was empty before you push him against the locker like always. but this time you kept going, trapping him in-between your arms and berating him about anything from his clothes to his hairstyle. he doesn’t respond once again, but with the close proximity you can see the blush on his cheeks, and when you looked down, you saw his thighs clenched tightly together.

oh… so that’s what was happening all this time? you feel a grin coming up as you shove your leg in-between his, exposing his hard-on. this time he does react, sputtering out panicked sentences and trying to hide himself. you found his weakness, and it was you. this newfound power spurs you on and you lean into his ear, whispering how much of a pervert he was to get off on getting tormented, how you could feel how hard his small cock was against your knee. he was petrified, not only was his secret exposed, but it was exposed to his biggest bully nevertheless. the worst part? he was getting harder.

you could tell he was a virgin with the way he swallowed his spit, eyes tearing up in embarrassment and body frozen in place from sheer humiliation. it only takes a little knee grinding and degradation in his ear to get him close. but that wasnt enough for you, you wanted to see him cry. so you whisper in his ear again, ordering him to jerk himself off in his pants. his breath hitches, gaze low as he takes a moment of consideration, and to your surprise, he obeys, shaky hand coming down to feel himself through his pants as he shyly tries to get himself off. tears fall from his eyes in humiliation and it was a few excruciating seconds. you finally decide to be nice and help him, your hand sticking down his pants to grasp at his cock sticky with precum. just the contact itself made him come into his pants, in the high school hallway. his eyes streaming with tears. before you know it, he quickly pushes you away and runs off to the bathroom.

and you found him, cute. really really fucking cute. the type of person you wanted to dominate and play with until he cried. so after school, you trap him again, though this time it wasn’t really trapping. because he willingly stopped for you, his gaze still low as you told him to follow you home. he obeyed, hands jittery and sweaty. when you get to your family’s rather well off house, you lead him to your bedroom, where he nervously asked you if you were going to do that again. and you grinned, asking if he was hoping for something. he stuttered again as you chuckle, before he meekly admitted yeah, he was. you feel your need to ravish this guy skyrocket and you push him onto your bed, roughly kissing him.

good thing tomorrow is a saturday, huh?