Nuclear Apocalypse of DOOM
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fluffymarkYesterday I went to see the apocalypse, because apocalypses are fun.
On the way to the apocalypse I went to the house of kittens, and met a fluffy gray cloud called Misty who was very shy but purring a lot and liked me and didn't attack me. Yay kitten therapy!!! I like kittens. Because we were going to the apocalypse,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
marnameow made us watch The Atomic Cafe, a clever dark comedy on the social madness of the Cold War. Amazingly, a documentary with no narration, it simply strung clips of original atomic bomb public information broadcasts together to make nuclear war appear as a farce. Brilliant.
Then we set off to Kew to see the apocalypse. On the tube we sang doom songs (doomy dooomy doooooooom doooooooooooooom) and had enthusiastic conversations about the effect of nuclear explosions, building fallout shelters, parties in nuclear bunkers and the details of all the effects if there was a nuclear attack on London (why do all books on nuclear bangs assume the first hydrogen bomb will land in the middle of Trafalgar Square?). With the tube supposedly on high alert against terrorist attack at the moment, I was surprised we weren't stopped by the BTP. We got to Kew and walked through leafy suburban roads until we got to the apocalypse itself.
It was fun. There was a real nuclear bomb! I was highly impressed. Lots of top secret documents were on display relating to the development of nuclear weaponry in the UK. Here are our country's plans for nuclear war, now revealed in all their chilling detail. The classified documents informing the cabinet that 12 million people would die instantly if just 10 H-bombs were dropped on us, and we could do nothing to stop them. That the only deterrent would be to be to strike back and kill even more ourselves. The original documents detailing the classic cold war nuclear deterrent philosophy. Plus lots more of the public information broadcasts, which like the Atomic Cafe, now appear the height of absurd madness. They all give the insane assurance that nuclear war is nothing to worry about, as long as you have small supply of food and water and can hide in a little corner of your house for a week. That life would then go on as normal after the apocalypse. The gulf between what appeared in the secret documents and what the public was told makes the whole concept of nuclear war appear a fantasy. We were 15 minutes from total apocalypse during the Cuban missile crisis of 1962. And yes, we really did make plans to keep plutonium bombs from freezing by using chickens. All the plans for Doomsday in one room (and in the next room, much to my delight, the 1086 Domesday book, which I had a peek at). The apocalypse is happening until October, and I think everyone should go to Kew and see it.
On the way to the apocalypse I went to the house of kittens, and met a fluffy gray cloud called Misty who was very shy but purring a lot and liked me and didn't attack me. Yay kitten therapy!!! I like kittens. Because we were going to the apocalypse,
marnameow made us watch The Atomic Cafe, a clever dark comedy on the social madness of the Cold War. Amazingly, a documentary with no narration, it simply strung clips of original atomic bomb public information broadcasts together to make nuclear war appear as a farce. Brilliant.Then we set off to Kew to see the apocalypse. On the tube we sang doom songs (doomy dooomy doooooooom doooooooooooooom) and had enthusiastic conversations about the effect of nuclear explosions, building fallout shelters, parties in nuclear bunkers and the details of all the effects if there was a nuclear attack on London (why do all books on nuclear bangs assume the first hydrogen bomb will land in the middle of Trafalgar Square?). With the tube supposedly on high alert against terrorist attack at the moment, I was surprised we weren't stopped by the BTP. We got to Kew and walked through leafy suburban roads until we got to the apocalypse itself.
It was fun. There was a real nuclear bomb! I was highly impressed. Lots of top secret documents were on display relating to the development of nuclear weaponry in the UK. Here are our country's plans for nuclear war, now revealed in all their chilling detail. The classified documents informing the cabinet that 12 million people would die instantly if just 10 H-bombs were dropped on us, and we could do nothing to stop them. That the only deterrent would be to be to strike back and kill even more ourselves. The original documents detailing the classic cold war nuclear deterrent philosophy. Plus lots more of the public information broadcasts, which like the Atomic Cafe, now appear the height of absurd madness. They all give the insane assurance that nuclear war is nothing to worry about, as long as you have small supply of food and water and can hide in a little corner of your house for a week. That life would then go on as normal after the apocalypse. The gulf between what appeared in the secret documents and what the public was told makes the whole concept of nuclear war appear a fantasy. We were 15 minutes from total apocalypse during the Cuban missile crisis of 1962. And yes, we really did make plans to keep plutonium bombs from freezing by using chickens. All the plans for Doomsday in one room (and in the next room, much to my delight, the 1086 Domesday book, which I had a peek at). The apocalypse is happening until October, and I think everyone should go to Kew and see it.
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Oooooh!
Date: 2004-04-04 08:39 pm (UTC)Chickens?!?!
Re: Oooooh!
Date: 2004-04-05 02:04 am (UTC)As for chickens, the UK planned to build plutonium bomb mines, so if the Red Army threatened to overwhelm Europe, the mines would be buried and then detonated as the Russians advanced over them. The cold would stop the detonators working properly, and the solution to stop the bombs from freezing was to squeeze a lot of live chickens inside the bombs to keep the detonator warm with their body heat. It sounds just like something Zim would come up with. :)
Yeeples
Date: 2004-04-05 07:21 am (UTC)How wonderfully entertaining.
Hey have you looked at http://www.deadjournal.com? Wow how pretentious :)
Also, did you get my email about my ticket to Peter? Is it all ok?
Must run.
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Date: 2004-04-07 03:45 pm (UTC)Yay St Petes. Eeeples about your early train, but I'll meet you anyway. I'll give you the address of where I'm staing too in case I fail to get out of bed. I expect depending on how sleepy you are we can go for early breakfast or you can have a little nap before setting out on the days adventures around petes. I'll have time over easter to come up with a *plan*.
Finland is looking better and better -
:P
Date: 2004-04-07 08:26 pm (UTC)Thanks. Still, maybe I'll consider it. For a laugh. Although as it is, one is enough!
Eeeples indeed about the early train. If you want to do things in the evening, then I might need a nap. Would it be ok for me to turn up that early? What's the situation with the hostel exactly anyway? Do come up with a plan of some sort. Although today is rather murky, it seems that the chill has finally gone: although do remember that a sudden cold snap does often hit for a week at some point (a sort of last stand made by winder).
Tampere sounds cool! Have fun with the invasion.
Thinking of invasions - my computer now makes Zim and Gir noises :) YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY BRAINS! (that's what it says when I get mail!). *snigger*.