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My nuclear childhood: H-bombs, ICBMs, and cork-lined pop bottle caps as the surreal backdrop to 1961-62 tricycle adventures on a small planet

On Monday, Oct. 30, 1961, the largest nuclear weapon ever constructed was set off in an airburst test over Novaya Zemlya Island in the Russian Arctic Sea. The Soviet ‘Tsar Bomba’ had a yield of 50 megatons, or the power of around 3,800 Hiroshima bombs detonated simultaneously. The mushroom cloud from the Soviet detonation of “Tsar Bomba” was so large that the photographers had a hard time capturing its full dimensions.

A Tu-95V bomber was modified to carry the weapon, which was equipped with a special parachute that would slow its fall, allowing the plane to fly a safe distance from the blast. The aircraft, piloted by Andrey Durnovtsev, took off from the  Kola Peninsula on October 30, 1961. It was joined by an observer plane. At approximately 11:32 a.m. Moscow time, Tsar Bomba was dropped over the Mityushikha Bay test site on the deserted island of Novaya Zemlya. It exploded about 2.5 miles (4 km) above the ground, producing a mushroom cloud more than 37 miles high; the flash of the detonation was seen some 620 miles away. The resulting damage was equally massive. Severny, an uninhabited village 34 miles from ground zero, was leveled, and buildings more than 100 miles away were reportedly damaged. In addition, it was estimated that heat from the blast would have caused third-degree burns up to 62 miles distant.

I lived on Church Street in Oshawa, Ontario. I was 4½ years old and riding my tricycle illicitly up to St. Gregory’s church, rectory, and school parking lot with my friend Paul Drumm, who lived around the corner on Elgin Street. We were usually scouring the pavement, a block or two from our home bases and stay-at-home moms, for cork-lined pop bottle caps, which sometimes listed prizes under the crumbly cork – a variation somewhat of Tim Hortons’ Roll Up the Rim to Win® coffee contest, introduced 25 years later in 1986, and which has become one of the world’s largest customer rewards programs. In the early 1960s, pop bottle caps were still made of fluted metal with a natural cork liner that formed a seal on a glass bottle. Cork was phased out as a sealant in later in the decade.

Flash-forward to Oct. 27, 1962 – three days short of a year later. I was 5½ years old now in kindergarten and it would be more than a year still until JFK was assassinated in Dallas on Nov. 22, 1963.

“There was a chill in the air in Washington, D.C., at least for the mid-fall season, on that autumn Saturday. The high only made it up to 12°C ( 54°F) instead of the normal 18°C (64°F ) and a record low of -1 °C (30 °F) that still stands for the date was set in 1962.

“It was also Day 12 of the Cuban Missile Crisis. The Day on the Brink. The day that it almost all spun out of control…

“By Oct. 27, 1962, the United States Strategic Air Command (SAC), based at Offutt Air Force Base, Nebraska, had increased its readiness level to defcon 2 – one step short of nuclear war – and nearly 3,000 American nuclear warheads were aimed at targets in the Soviet Union. United States Air Force Maj. Rudolf Anderson Jr. was flying Mission 3127, his sixth foray over Cuba as part of Operation Brass Knob. Anderson was in his U-2 reconnaissance spy aircraft 14 miles sky-high at an altitude of about 72,000 feet. He had already made one pass over Cuba and was approaching the island shoreline when the Soviets, who had just selected American mainland targets and moved their nuclear-tipped cruise missiles to a firing position 15 miles from the U.S.-leased naval base at Guantánamo Bay, and fearful that Anderson’s mission would discover the fact, fired two SA-2 surface-to-air missiles (SAMs) at his U-2. One exploded behind Anderson and sent shrapnel into the cockpit, puncturing his pressure suit, probably killing him instantly. His U-2 broke apart, plummeted at least 60,000 feet, and crashed in Cuba…

“We can thank Vasili Alexandrovich Arkhipov for our date with doomsday dispensation on Oct, 27, 1962. The launch of the B-59’s nuclear torpedo required the consent of all three senior officers aboard. Arkhipov held the rank of captain and was aboard but not captaining B-59 that day. Savitsky was. But that still left Arkhipov as second-in-command. Rounding out the senior trio of executive officers was political officer Ivan Semonovich Maslennikov. While Savitsky and Maslennikov gave their consent to the submarine-based nuclear torpedo launch targeting the USS Randolf, Arkhipov, who died in 1998, refused, citing lack of confirmation that a nuclear war had started. He wanted B-59 to surface, which it did, refusing assistance from U.S. destroyers, and making its way slowly home to the Soviet Union.”

The final electronic link needed for pairs of land or sea-based missile operators to launch a nuclear strike is a row of randomly arranged numbers and letters for the Sealed Authenticator System code, one of the most closely-held secrets in the United States government, as the launch operators have to be confident that the emergency-action message actually comes from the President. The Air Force’s land-based Minuteman III missiles and the Navy’s submarine-based Trident II missiles require the eight-character Sealed Authenticator System code in order to be launched.

The National Security Agency produces the Sealed Authenticator System codes. Agency machines stamp the same computer-generated code of randomly arranged letters and numbers on two plastic cards. The machine then seals each card in a shiny metal foil. The code cards are nicknamed Sealed Authenticator System cookies because they look like wafer bars wrapped in tinfoil. The machine was specially built to do all the stamping and sealing itself, so no human eyes ever see the numbers and letters printed on the cards.

Some U.S. nuclear missiles are kept in a state of readiness that allows them to be launched within minutes after a decision to launch and are commonly said to be on “hair-trigger alert.” The military sometimes refers to this status as “high alert,” “ready alert,” “day-to-day alert,” “launch-on-warning status,” or “prompt-launch status.”

The exact number is classified, but experts estimate that the United States keeps a total of about 900 nuclear warheads on high alert. That estimate includes nearly all of the nation’s 450 long-range land-based missiles, each carrying one warhead, plus approximately 100 of its long-range submarine-based missiles, each carrying four or five warheads.

U.S. land-based missiles can be launched within five minutes of a presidential decision to do so, and submarine-based missiles within 15 minutes.

“We knew the world would not be the same,” said J. Robert Oppenheimer after witnessing the world’s first detonation of a nuclear weapon on July 16, 1945, when a plutonium implosion device was tested at a site located 210 miles south of Los Alamos, New Mexico, on the barren plains of the Alamogordo Bombing Range.

Oppenheimer was an American theoretical physicist. During the Manhattan Project, he was director of the Los Alamos Laboratory and responsible for the research and design of an atomic bomb. He is often known as the “father of the atomic bomb.” Said Oppenheimer after the blast: “A few people laughed, a few people cried, most people were silent. I remembered the line from the Hindu scripture, the Bhagavad-Gita. Vishnu is trying to persuade the Prince that he should do his duty and to impress him takes on his multi-armed form and says, “Now, I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds.” I suppose we all thought that one way or another.”

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COVID-19, Pandemics

Humbled by nature: 600,000 dead in U.S from COVID-19

“Fully vaccinated.”

Today’s the day. Wednesday, June 16, 2021. Two weeks have passed since my second dose of Moderna COVID-19 mRNA vaccine was administered.

Our parents generation had V-E Day or Victory in Europe Day, the public holiday celebrated on May 8, 1945 to mark the end of the Second World War in Europe, while V-J Day or Victory over Japan Day was celebrated Sept. 2, 1945 in the United States, Aug. 14-15, elsewhere by our Allies. But as he witnessed the first detonation of a nuclear weapon on July 16, 1945, a piece of Hindu scripture from the Bhagavad Gita ran through the mind of Robert Oppenheimer: “Now I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds.”

Our generation now has its own individual V-Day: Vaccinated against COVID-19 Day.

Some 675,000 Americans died over three years between January 1918 and December 1920 during the three waves of the Spanish Flu pandemic when the country’s population was 103.2 million. Today, the population of the United States is more than 331 million. The world population in 1918 was about 1.8 billion, compared to about 7.8 billion people today.

COVID-19 is the second-deadliest plague in modern history, having killed as of June 15 more than 600,000 people in the United States in slightly more than 16 months. The COVID-19 death toll stands at about 3.8 million case fatalities worldwide. It’s unusual clinical course of unpredictability in patients, ranging from an asymptomatic infection the person isn’t even aware of to death in a hospital intensive care unit (ICU), often with no good explanation available even after age and comorbidities are accounted for, makes it all the more terrifying. Some diseases are so deadly death is almost certain. COVID-19 is not like that. Rather it is like playing a macabre viral version of Russian Roulette. Maybe. Maybe not.

At the same time, effective messenger Ribonucleic Acid (mRNA) and viral vector vaccines offering full protection against COVID-19, some of which were relegated to the scientific research backburner since their initial discoveries and on-again, off-again preliminary work in the mid-1980s, were brought to fruition in warp speed in 10 months rather than the normal 10 years it takes to bring a new vaccine to market. Despite the COVID-19 vaccines impressive efficacy and good safety record to date, I’m under no illusion that we the vaccinated are not all part of a population level experiment. We surely are. Not something I would have said in advance I’d be anxious to sign up for, but as the Scottish philosopher James Boswell’s Life of Samuel Johnson, quotes in 1777 the latter to say: “Depend upon it, sir, when a man knows he is to be hanged in a fortnight, it concentrates his mind wonderfully.”

And, of course, as the last 18 months have unfolded, all of this has been accompanied by an “infodemic” of social media and real life (if there is still that separation for some) sometimes accidental misinformation but more often deliberate disinformation from modern-day armchair Barbarian Visigoths, who revel in the propagation of their anti-mask and/or anti-vax propaganda. Until they die of COVID-19. It’s not like we didn’t have a heads-up of what to expect on this front in the battle against COVID-19. In 1998, Andrew Wakefield and 12 of his colleagues published a case series in the Lancet, which suggested that the measles, mumps, and rubella (MMR) vaccine may predispose to behavioural regression and pervasive developmental disorder in children. Despite the small sample size (n=12), the uncontrolled design, and the speculative nature of the conclusions, the paper received wide publicity, and MMR vaccination rates began to drop because parents were concerned about the risk of autism after vaccination.

All pretty remarkable, since the name COVID-19 didn’t exist prior to Feb. 11, 2020 when the World Health Organization (WHO) named what had been provisionally known as Novel Coronavirus 2019-nCoV and first reported from Wuhan, China on Dec. 31, 2019. In terms akin to chaos theory, think of it perhaps as the as the Wuhan butterfly effect, regardless of whether the origins of COVID-19 should someday prove to be natural or the result of a gain-function experiment gone awry resulting in an accidental lab leak at the Wuhan Institute of Virology. The Coronavirus Study Group (CSG) of the International Committee on Taxonomy of Viruses, which is the entity within the International Union of Microbiological Societies, founded in 1927 as the International Society for Microbiology, and responsible for developing the official classification of viruses and taxa naming (taxonomy) of the Coronaviridae family, proposed the naming convention SARS-CoV-2 for what would become known as COVID-19. The World Health Organization, perhaps finding the recommended name a tad too resonant politically to SARS from the not-so-distant past, opted instead for the official name COVID-19.

Human beings live in the realm of nature, they are constantly surrounded by it and interact with it. Man is part of nature, a humbling reminder for all of us to what we so quickly forget 15 minutes after the last pandemic ends. Until the next one begins.

The first time I wrote on what would soon be characterized as the current pandemic was on Jan. 23, 2020. A week later on Jan. 30, WHO Director General Tedros Adhanom Ghebreyesus, an Ethiopian biologist, following the recommendations of the WHO Emergency Committee, declared that the Novel Coronavirus 2019-nCoV outbreak constituted a Public Health Emergency of International Concern (PHEIC). On March 11, the WHO elevated the viral outbreak to the status of full-blown pandemic.

The headline to my Jan. 23, 2020 post wondered, “The fire this time? Pandemic prose, and waiting and watching for the ‘big one’ (The fire this time? Pandemic prose, and waiting and watching for the ‘big one’ | soundingsjohnbarker (wordpress.com) In a matter of weeks, there was no question the question mark could be dropped and the sentence turned into a categorical statement; it was indeed the fire this time, and the “big one” had arrived as an unwanted New Year’s Eve 2019 guest.

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