The pestilent Putin days ago made the threat of Nuclear War part of the equation because of Ukraine and the worldwide heart beating for this valiant Democracy that came alive overnight when Russian tanks rolled across their border.
It is something I grew up with that has seemed to disappear in a thirty-year-old rear-view mirror. From my teens through my twenties and four years in the military it was just the background noise in our consciousness.
This afternoon I read a scenario on Quora that you can read here. There are others popping around our internet—amid the horror of everyday now in Ukraine. We have missiles poised to do this; they have missiles poised to do this. As I write this all I really think about is how much I want to hug my children. One country attacking another is nothing new, setting off a planetary environmental holocaust—has not happened. I wrote a poem about this three decades or so ago:
Why the Cold War was Cold
“It is,” he said After a long story About how he …
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