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Welcome to Egg and Death Journal. The name comes from the novel The Egg and I about a couple who moved to the Olympic Peninsula and started a chicken farm. Operating with little capital and few resources, the author used a single ledger to keep records of both egg production and chicken attrition. What does that have to do with this blog? Not a whole lot. They're both journals I suppose.

Thursday, November 17, 2011

Torpedo away…

What I did in the cold war.  I think the theory was to take young, impressionable kids off the farms, teach them to fly reasonably well and then give them each a nuclear rocket* to play around with.  The 'Roosskies' were not about to invade us while a fleet of somewhat goofy, nuclear-armed lieutenants awaited them with open 'arms'.  I think it was just crazy enough to work.  Only one of these rockets was ever tested with a live warhead; mostly to prove that it could be exploded over friendly territory without significant levels of fallout below.  I fired an inert one over the Gulf of Mexico once.  Mostly all I saw was a lot of white smoke.  The accuracy of it was sometimes described as tying a string onto the trigger of a Sharps Rifle, tossing it up in the air and pulling the string.  But then it was roughly about 1/10th the size of the first nuclear weapons used during WWII in 1945 so it didn't have to be too precise to bring down a Soviet Bear, or seriously demoralize the crew.
* http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/AIR-2_Genie

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