Welcome to the nuclear age. Temperature are hotter than the surface of the sun. Light is
blinding. Air pressure is deadly. Radiation is lethal.
The experiences of six people that survived the planets first nuclear explosion are
reported to us in Hiroshima by John Hershey. The book begins by describing the situation
of the six individuals just before and at the moment of the explosion that changed
history.
The book first introduces Miss. Sasaki, a tin factory secretary, who had just turned to
say something to her friend. Next, Dr. Masakazu Fugii, a doctor at a private hospital,
was about the sit on his porch and read the daily newspaper. Then, Mrs. Hatsuyo Nakamura
was looking at his next door neighbor through her kitchen window. Fr. Wilhelm Kliensorge,
a German priest, was lying on a couch in his house reading a magazine. We continue with
Dr. Teru Fumi Sasaki, a surgeon, was walking down the hospital hallway carrying blood
specimens. Finally, Rev. Mr. Kayo She Tanimoto, the pastor of the Hiroshima Methodist
Church, was about to put away some clothes. While these innocents civilians were carrying
out there lives, yet unknown to them, a plane called the Enola Gay silently passed
unnoticed overhead and quietly dropped the worlds deadliest bomb that changed history
forever. All they saw was split second, tremendous flash of light which gave them just
enough time to turn there heads and then chaos rang out like church bells on a Sunday
morning.
When the bomb detonated all hell broke loose. Miss. Sasaki was knocked unconscious when
her bookcase trampled her to the ground. Dr. Masakazu Fugii was tossed, like a stone,
into the nearby river. Mrs. Hatsuyo Nakamura was trapped under her many household items.
Fr. Wilhelm Kleinsorge feel to the ground, and hid behind his desk. Dr. Teru Fumi Sasaki
simply fell to the ground. And finally Rev. Mr. Kayo She Tanimoto was hurled to the
ground and covered by the garments he was putting away.
The scope of destruction was enormous. It looked like an apocalypse. Everything near the
centre of were the bomb dropped was totally obliterated. Buildings turned to rubble.
People turned to ash. It was chaotic. The survivors were running mad along the streets in
a fog of radiation. Some suffered burn marks, some severed limbs, others, who
unfortunately stood outside when the bomb dropped, were permanently burned to the sides
of buildings and roasted like an insect on a bed of lava. Nothing was left but the cries
of the survivors. Civilizations just came crashing over Hiroshima
The scope of the moral destruction was also unprecedented. It was very obvious that the
bomb was in the wrong hands. Just like the Emperor and the flying machine, he was afraid
not of what the man who invented the flying machine, but the people who could get their
hands on it. IT is very odd that at the same time the bomb dropped on Hiroshima, so did
the television on the Western world. Television is an evil in itself. It tries to make us
forget about what is going on, in this case Hiroshima, and diverts our attention to
commercials and soap operas. It is like a shield that is poisoning our minds into
thinking that the dropping of the bomb is irrelevant, and slowly starts to pull us away
until we forget it ever happened. War is inhumanity run wild on the largest scale. Until
this century, people had to kill others one at a time. Until this century our savage
impulses had a limit. Science changed all that. One person can destroy many at the touch
of a button. Thus, there are fewer limits to savagery as in Hiroshima. These days, the
killing experience is remote and the savagery comes easy, because there moral horror is
remote. We sense that we could have easily been in their place. Hence the popularity of
T.V.. The enormous scale of horror is a nagging reminder of our weakness and fear. We
can't go back to killing one at a time or in large numbers. To prevent this requires an
intelligent strength. Were is the good tyrant to keep everyone in strength?.
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