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www.bdtonline.com/columns/local_story_284170614.htmlBomb shelter with bar: North Korean threat revives memories of the Cold War
By GREG JORDAN
Bluefield Daily TelegraphWhat’s a bomb shelter? That was my first question when my teacher started passing out pamphlets describing how to build your very own family bomb shelter. The time was the late 1960s, and I was just another boy at Montrose Elementary School in South Charleston. The Cold War was well underway, so the state’s Civil Defense organization was encouraging everybody to prepare for the worst.
I have not thought about civil defense and nuclear fallout for years, but knowing that North Korea, that present day kingdom of the irrational, has been playing with nuclear weapons and threatening to lob one at the United States brought that pamphlet to mind.
Naturally, I thought those plans were pretty neat, if a bit bewildering.Civil Defense suggested a variety of bomb shelters. Several were outdoor lean-to styles, similar to those pioneer homes seen on “Little House on the Prairie.” I never understood the concept behind these so-called shelters. If our houses were not good enough to protect us from nuclear fallout, how was a shelter made of dirt supposed to be any better?
An even more bizarre design was a combination fallout shelter and bar. In event of a nuclear strike, just take the booze off the shelf and fold it down to create a nice snug box where you could wait out the nuclear storm. Again, I’m not sure what this was supposed to accomplish.
I later learned that South Charleston was on the Soviet Union’s nuclear “To Do” list. The chemical plants located there made the city a prime target. Charleston was nearby, and state capitals were prominent on any Nuclear America map.Thus I learned when I was very young that there were people out there who just might fire nuclear missiles at us. I wondered what that would be like. Naturally, I envisioned giant nuclear ants and squirrels turned into panther-like killers. Or maybe the radiation would give me super powers like Spider-man. Cool.The authorities talked about preparing for nuclear war the same way we now prepare for flooding and blizzards. You just had to make sure you had plenty of bottled water on hand, canned goods, crackers, and some books and games that didn’t rely on batteries. Oh, you also needed a battery-powered radio that would let you keep up with the news.
Of course, these preparations seem a bit ludicrous now. Radiation doesn’t melt away like snow or recede like flood waters, and you need more than a shovel to clean it up.
I didn’t think of any of these things when I took that pamphlet home to Mom and Dad. They looked at it, I think, and it was set aside somewhere. They soon forgot about it, and so did I. I had praying mantises to feed and homework to do.
I still don’t think much about preparing for nuclear war. Preparing for winter stays on my mind, but I don’t worry at night about whether North Korea or whatever flavor of the month is planning to play Rocket Boy and fire a missile at us.If the worst did happen, I’d likely hurry to the newspaper and do what I could there, plus try to contact my family. Those seem like the most natural reactions. Like everyone else, I would be wondering exactly what had happened and what would happen next.
Frankly, I’m hoping that nothing will happen at all. I once visited one of our country’s nuclear deterrents, the U.S.S. West Virginia.
The West Virginia is a classic missile boat capable of firing dozens of nuclear warheads.
North Korea’s lunatic government may be murmuring about firing just one missile at us, but the West Virginia could wipe out that entire nation if it so much as burped. For North Korea to take on the United States in a nuclear slugging match would be lunacy.
Hopefully that country’s military realizes this, and would move forcefully if they realize their glorious leader is about to jump off the proverbial point of no return.
As the Taliban and Saddam Hussein could testify, “Don’t get them really mad. You just can’t tell what they’ll decide to do.”
Greg Jordan is a reporter for the Daily Telegraph. Contact him at
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