@Mansplainer_One@AdinHaykin1@RetroCoast What a terrible thing you’ve done, are you ashamed? Or maybe you plan to commit more? I think I should let everyone in your community know what a monster you are.
@arealmermaid2@EwoodTerraces Collectivism is garbage, it doesn’t matter if you slap a “right wing” or “left wing” label on it, the results are the same failure.
“If the 19th century was the century of the individual, we are free to believe that this is the ‘collective’ century,” - Mussolini
Or the nazi slogan “The Common Good Before the Good of the Individual.”
Or as Hitler wrote “The greatness of the Aryan is not based on his intellectual powers, but rather on his willingness to devote all his faculties to the service of the community…. for the Ayran willingly subordinates his own ego to the common weal and when necessity calls he will even sacrifice his own life for the community.”
After we’d made the calculations, the next thing that happened, of course,
was the test. I was actually at home on a short vacation at that time, after my
wife died, and so I got a message that said, “The baby is expected on such and
such a day.”
I flew back, and I arrived just when the buses were leaving, so I went
straight out to the site and we waited out there, twenty miles away. We had a
radio, and they were supposed to tell us when the thing was going to go off and
so forth, but the radio wouldn’t work, so we never knew what was happening.
But just a few minutes before it was supposed to go off the radio started to work,
and they told us there was twenty seconds or something to go, for people who
were far away like we were. Others were closer, six miles away.
They gave out dark glasses that you could watch it with. Dark glasses!
Twenty miles away, you couldn’t see a damn thing through dark glasses. So I
figured the only thing that could really hurt your eyes (bright light can never hurt
your eyes) is ultraviolet light. I got behind a truck windshield, because the
ultraviolet can’t go through glass, so that would be safe, and so I could see the
damn thing.
Time comes, and this tremendous flash out there is so bright that I duck, and
I see this purple splotch on the floor of the truck. I said, “That’s not it. That’s an
after-image.” So I look back up, and I see this white light changing into yellow
and then into orange. Clouds form and disappear again—from the compression
and expansion of the shock wave.
Finally, a big ball of orange, the center that was so bright, becomes a ball of
orange that starts to rise and billow a little bit and get a little black around the
edges, and then you see it’s a big ball of smoke with flashes on the inside of the
fire going out, the heat.
All this took about one minute. It was a series from bright to dark, and I had
seen it. I am about the only guy who actually looked at the damn thing—the first
Trinity test. Everybody else had dark glasses, and the people at six miles
couldn’t see it because they were all told to lie on the floor. I’m probably the
only guy who saw it with the human eye.
Finally, after about a minute and a half, there’s suddenly a tremendous noise
—BANG, and then a rumble, like thunder—and that’s what convinced me.
Nobody had said a word during this whole thing. We were all just watching
quietly. But this sound released everybody—released me particularly because
the solidity of the sound at that distance meant that it had really worked.
The man standing next to me said, “What’s that?”
I said, “That was the Bomb.”