I did not expect, at this moment in my life, to be reading up on nuclear war. The bomb drills of my childhood are a hazy memory, and ridiculous in retrospect, as if ducking and covering could save us from an atomic blast.
I really do not want to learn about the difference between the A-bombs of yesteryear and today's much more powerful nukes, nor be reminded that when the United States dropped an atomic bomb on the Japanese city Nagasaki in 1945, everything within a mile radius was obliterated.
And yet, here we are, in the year of our Lord 2022, holding our collective breath after a despot halfway around the world announced Sunday his nuclear forces are now on high alert.