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Bourbon Nukes

As I sat down

With my bourbon

I heard two men next to me

Talking about Nuclear weapons

And what they thought we should do with them.


“We’ll have to use them for energy soon. It’s pretty safe these days—-at least, that’s what they say.”


“They say that it’s pretty clean energy, too.”


“That’s what they say.”


“People are afraid of them, though.”


“The boomers?”


“Yeah.”


“I heard someone say that if we divided up all of the nuclear weapons among all of the countries in the world that it would neutralize the threat of Nuclear war.”


“Would it?”


“That’s what they say.”


“Yeah.”


“That’s kind of freaky to think of.”


“Yeah. Imagine America without the threat of Nuclear war. We wouldn’t be such bullies.”


“Are we bullies?”


“Yeah.”


“Yeah.”


“What should we do, then?”


“I’m all for nuclear energy.”


“Me too.”


“Would you feel less safe if America didn’t have nukes?”


“Maybe. It would be interesting if the world was more equal. Dividing them all up might be neat.”


“The younger generations don’t seem to fear the threat of Nuclear war.”


“I’m pretty sure they think the world is beyond saving.”


“Is it?”


“ . . . It’s never beyond saving.”


“You really believe that?”


“I try to.”


“Hmmm.”


“Yeah.”


“What else do they say?”


“They say that we are always one day away from the apocalypse.”


“Yeah, they do say that. No wonder the kids think the world is beyond saving.”


“Yeah.”


“What’s that do to the mental health of these kids?”


“ . . .”



CH 12/28/23

 
 
 

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