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Tuesday, August 29, 2006

Fear is a beautiful thing.

When I was a kid, the threat of the northern hemisphere ‘nuking it out’ was ever present.

I was never really worried about my home copping a direct hit, cause despite the huge over capacity of warheads safely tucked away in their launch tubes, who the hell is going to waste a couple of million bucks (or roubles) sending an ICBM our way?

Nope, what scared me, was having to live the rest of my life on the cinder, which would be all that was left of the planet. I kind of wished that we were a little more important, or at least a bit more threatening, so that we rated the instantaneous oblivion of ‘ground zero.’

There was this weird vacuum that appeared in the group unconsciousness when the USSR split. It was as though this threat, which had been hanging over my head whole short life up to that point, had evaporated.

Thankfully the threat of terrorism has nicely filled that vacuum.

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