12-07-2012, 09:11 PM
We began with Greg's retrospect of the duck-and-cover era in Washington, DC, the nation's capital, during the Eisenhower Administration (1953-61).
My public grade school in the birthplace of the John Birch Society, where Jim Jones got his start, where Kurt Vonnegut went to Shortridge (a disciplined mind and a cultivated heart are elements of power), and Joseph Milteer attended a Constitution Party convention in the period of his bloody premonition, was built in 1952; I completed its eight grades in 1960.
During my attendance the weekly routine included a Friday morning drill lining up all students of all grades from the four legs of the H-shaped structure to proceed in an orderly but brisk pace to the central gymnasium, that high-ceilinged block-walled chamber, therein to form concentric lines against the four walls, kneeling, head down to floor, hands clasped over back of neck in the weekly worship of the meccatonnage.
I submit the peculiar American fever peaked and broke during the October 1962 crisis, but was at such strength in the fall of 1963 that Johnson could lean on Warren and Russell with the prospect of forty million dying in the first hour of an unforturnate exchange.
As I see it this ethos fueled the popularity of the period's fiction including Alas, Babylon in which survival is sought in Australia, and in Fail-Safe in which the tragic accident occurs due to a shorted wire preventing the recall of the airborne SAC contingent from its fail-safe points.
I don't insist that the world in large measure suffered hysteria in the period, but CONUS was targeted in the manner of CD Jackson's method, perhaps more than a little intentionally overblown in marketing the Cold War business model.
As with all deep politics we expect layers of consciousness.
In some the fish have no idea they are wet.
In others, that the fish are considered idiots.
In still others, glee that the fish are biting, delightfully easy to catch.
JFK and Nikita Sergeyevitch sought to break on through to the other side.
Shot down in the wire like dogs.
We saw how that nuclear armageddon movie came out and may laugh. Now.
What if.
But to say for a certain geopolitical populace it was not a slow drip or a sword of Damocles is to say all fish were as aware as one was.
Human behavior favors Skinner, else there would be endless periods of enlightenment.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9qdKZBXMX5E
My public grade school in the birthplace of the John Birch Society, where Jim Jones got his start, where Kurt Vonnegut went to Shortridge (a disciplined mind and a cultivated heart are elements of power), and Joseph Milteer attended a Constitution Party convention in the period of his bloody premonition, was built in 1952; I completed its eight grades in 1960.
During my attendance the weekly routine included a Friday morning drill lining up all students of all grades from the four legs of the H-shaped structure to proceed in an orderly but brisk pace to the central gymnasium, that high-ceilinged block-walled chamber, therein to form concentric lines against the four walls, kneeling, head down to floor, hands clasped over back of neck in the weekly worship of the meccatonnage.
I submit the peculiar American fever peaked and broke during the October 1962 crisis, but was at such strength in the fall of 1963 that Johnson could lean on Warren and Russell with the prospect of forty million dying in the first hour of an unforturnate exchange.
As I see it this ethos fueled the popularity of the period's fiction including Alas, Babylon in which survival is sought in Australia, and in Fail-Safe in which the tragic accident occurs due to a shorted wire preventing the recall of the airborne SAC contingent from its fail-safe points.
I don't insist that the world in large measure suffered hysteria in the period, but CONUS was targeted in the manner of CD Jackson's method, perhaps more than a little intentionally overblown in marketing the Cold War business model.
As with all deep politics we expect layers of consciousness.
In some the fish have no idea they are wet.
In others, that the fish are considered idiots.
In still others, glee that the fish are biting, delightfully easy to catch.
JFK and Nikita Sergeyevitch sought to break on through to the other side.
Shot down in the wire like dogs.
We saw how that nuclear armageddon movie came out and may laugh. Now.
What if.
But to say for a certain geopolitical populace it was not a slow drip or a sword of Damocles is to say all fish were as aware as one was.
Human behavior favors Skinner, else there would be endless periods of enlightenment.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9qdKZBXMX5E