August 6th, 1999
54 years ago today, a B-29 bomber named Enola Gay flew over the Japanese city of Hiroshima. Its payload was a single bomb, one more powerful than any other dropped in the war to date, one whose destructive power was still unknown by those who built it. Later that same week, a second solitary bomb was dropped on the city of Nagasaki. These two lone projectiles killed hundreds of thousands of people in mere seconds combined.
These two bombs have the combined power of a popgun compared to the nuclear weapons kicking around the world today. It makes one uncomfortable knowing that nations such as India and Pakistan have nuclear capability. The past 50 years have shown that these two neighbours will start fighting if someone in either country breaks wind in the wrong direction. How long will it be until one of them goes over the edge and launches a nuclear device at the other?
Makes one wonder sometimes why the human race is necessary and how we've managed to survive for so long without self-destructing. Give us time though; we're just enough genius to really fuck the planet over.
I believe I've mentioned before that there is a fine line between cynicism and optimism. I believe I tap-danced across it today without knowing it.
This is my first entry created using Microsoft Office 2000. (Yes, I'm a pussy. I freely admit it.) So far, so good. All I need now is a deluge of html-deities emailing me about all the extraneous code MS Word places in the document and my day will be complete.
No rest for the wicked; I have a ton of computer installations that aren't going to get done all by their lonesome. Have a good weekend all.