Hiroshima
I had to read journalist John Hersey's novel, Hiroshima, for my literary nonfiction English course. As you can tell from the title, it's about the atomic bomb being dropped on Hiroshima on August 6th, 1945. Hersey was an American journalist who traveled to Japan to interview six of the survivours, all of whom suffered horrible ailments as a result of radiation.
The book had some horrific images which will forever be burned into my memory. Seriously, don't ask me to give examples. It's beyond disturbing. It's an absolutly harrowing account of what exactly happened on the day where technological warfare, as we knew it, changed forever.
Hiroshima (and, a few days later, Nagasaki) is a tragic reminder of the cruelty that human beings inflict upon one another. And, what scares me, is that we seemed to have learned nothing from it. There is still war. There is still hate. And there is still the threat that it will be used again one day on another nation.
It really changes your perceptions of our world.
The book had some horrific images which will forever be burned into my memory. Seriously, don't ask me to give examples. It's beyond disturbing. It's an absolutly harrowing account of what exactly happened on the day where technological warfare, as we knew it, changed forever.
Hiroshima (and, a few days later, Nagasaki) is a tragic reminder of the cruelty that human beings inflict upon one another. And, what scares me, is that we seemed to have learned nothing from it. There is still war. There is still hate. And there is still the threat that it will be used again one day on another nation.
It really changes your perceptions of our world.