The Explanation
(for those who require one)

And, of course, that is what all of this is -- all of this: the one song, ever changing, ever reincarnated, that speaks somehow from and to and for that which is ineffable within us and without us, that is both prayer and deliverance, folly and wisdom, that inspires us to dance or smile or simply to go on, senselessly, incomprehensibly, beatifically, in the face of mortality and the truth that our lives are more ill-writ, ill-rhymed and fleeting than any song, except perhaps those songs -- that song, endlesly reincarnated -- born of that truth, be it the moon and June of that truth, or the wordless blue moan, or the rotgut or the elegant poetry of it. That nameless black-hulled ship of Ulysses, that long black train, that Terraplane, that mystery train, that Rocket '88', that Buick 6 -- same journey, same miracle, same end and endlessness."
-- Nick Tosches, Where Dead Voices Gather

The Future is Now #27

Trinity_Gadget
Science creates a new and terrifying "gadget" and sets it to explode in the New Mexico desert on July 16, 1945. In a brilliant flash of light, the atomic age is born and the world will never be the same.

To the right is Manhattan Project scientist Norris Bradbury.

1 comment :

Bhob said...

Oppenheimer thought there was a possibility of sabotage, so the night before, during a thunderstorm, Don Hornig sat next to the bomb, reading H. Allen Smith's DESERT ISLAND DECAMERON, which had just been published that year.

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