Be Nice to Those Who Possess Atomic Weaponry

This essay is dedicated to my beloved Sarah who has been an unfailing inspiration in the creation of it...

Well, if Donald Trump has not been enough for you to surmise that the
Americans are not too bright—even the Italians have an average IQ higher
than that of the DisUnited States' (DUS) citizens—you are going to need some
help. Just because Americans throw balls through hoops the best in the
world, or make French fries that might clog your arteries, or fry chickens
better than anyone else, you are not obliged to bow before them in awe and
grant them some supernatural status belonging to another realm. And,
particularly, remember this: no one can claim that the social media and
telephonic marvels that they have invented, will result in bringing
7,500,000,000 people into some sort of universal harmony. (Are smartphones
sterilizing the human race?) What is Mark Zuckerberg up to?

So, let us talk seriously about nuclear weapons and the dumbbells in the
Pentagon who claim they own enough of them to blow up the world. Because
is that not the most vile, most unethical notion that the military arm of a
sovereign nation state can enunciate? Who do these punks of a baby nation
claim to be? Rabid dogs?

The threat of nuclear destruction has been hanging over the heads of all
people in the world for just too long, and I have the idea that the numbers of
these weapons are exaggerated whether their counts are estimated in the DUS
or any other country in possession of them. Chairman Mao said they are
“paper tigers,” to be talked about and talked about and talked about...And
have we not done precisely that? Everyone knows they cannot be used!
Especially our greedy and corrupt politicians. They, too, do not want to be
burnt to a crisp.

But I want to talk about my own experience with atomic weaponry. From
1966-1967, I served in a United States Army Rocket & Missile Training
Battalion at Fort Sill, Oklahoma. For a couple of weeks, I substituted my
battery commander as the project offcer for the Lance missile program. I
served as safety offcer at the launchings of Little John and Honest John
rockets that contained magnesium canisters that exploded on the rocket's
impact to give that “mushroom cloud” effect for visiting generals and defense
ministers from DUS-friendly nations come to purchase them. I never once
witnessed an atomic bomb that might have been placed into one of the
rocket's heads I was instructed to launch. One should think that our launch
teams would at least be instructed on the transport and installation of these
arms—as some sort of practice. No? We never were.

I'm willing to bet that there were no atomic weapons in the missiles
Khrushchev sent to Cuba. It was an enormous hoax played out to scare
people.

I have always believed that, since Yalta, the Americans and the Russians have
been working in tandem simply to help the Russian people get back on their
feet after losing 10% of their population fghting against the very stupid Nazis.
The Russians are only now resurrecting themselves from this very signifcant
human tragedy, and it is very important that they regenerate their race more
so than now because they are the largest nation in the world with infnite-like
borders. Cleverly, the Russians have used this scenario to bait stupid people
like Trump and his clique who fell victim to the Russians' disgust for their
subservience to the DUS during the “Cold War” years—something they fnally
tired of when the Americans (Jeffrey Sachs and other Harvard imbeciles!)
tried to control and infuence their economy and, you guessed it, elections!

There does exist one signifcant threat. Everyone wants to be loved and
appreciated. Americans and Russians. With their stores of arms and nominal
numbers of atomic weaponry, it would not be wise to tread on their tails.
They need to be cuddled and respected so that they feel as productive
members of the entire human race. As stupid as both might be, we must
encourage them to laugh together more and enjoy the potentials of their
coming futures. Voilà!

Authored by Anthony St. John

21 February MMXVIII
Calenzano, Italy
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