@GracieGirl,
GracieGirl wrote:Any interesting experiences or stories about the Cold War?
We just finished World War II in American History and Aldolf Hitler and D-Day and all that other stuff and tommorow
we're gonna be talking about the Cold War.
My teacher said it was diff. from all the other wars because since everyone was afraid of the atom bomb
(or was it the hydrogen bomb? Whatever, some kinda bomb)
A hydrogen bomb
IS an atomic bomb.
It comes from
nuclear fusion of hydrogen atoms, the way that the sun burns.
The atomic bombs that we used on the Japs in 1945 were from nuclear fission,
splitting atoms of uranium (the first bomb) or splitting atoms of plutonium (second bomb).
GracieGirl wrote:and so it wasnt a war with weapons. It was just a bunch of arguments.
Which I dont get, because how could it be a war if no one actually fought?
The Korean War, the Vietnamese War, the communist revolutions in China, Cuba & other places
were part of the "Cold War" which was the 3rd World War.
The commies were trying to conquer the world and to enslave it
under the political and economic ideas of Karl Marx.
That was the most thorough-going totalitarianism of anything that the world has ever known.
GracieGirl wrote:But anyway, we watched this funny cartoon called 'Duck and Cover' from the 1950s and it was just a warning telling kids
what to do if a bomb exploded. Kinda like the whole 'Stop, drop and roll' thing for when there's a fire.
Schools ofen have very large windows facing outdoors. If a bomb detonated such that
the school was on the fringe, the edge of that bomb's power of destruction,
those windows woud become many 1,OOOs of fragments of flying glass.
It was a good idea to get under our desks
to avoid the trajectories of those glass fragments.
GracieGirl wrote:So anyway, what was the Cold War like?
I believed that because of the cowardice, faint heartedness and disloyalty of the liberals,
we were going lose the Cold War. It was the 3rd World War.
For years and decades, I believed that because of liberal weakness
and disloyalty, the commies woud win, and eventually,
communist battle tanks woud come rolling down my street,
such that I 'd have to take a gun and kill my mother
and then be killed myself while trying to kill as many communist troops as possible,
always remembering that, when running out of ammunition,
the last round had to be
for ME.
Death was much, much better than communist slavery.
The second happiest day in my life was Christmas Day of 1991,
when the USSC went out of business and ended. Freedom won. Slavery lost.
David