The Bomb

Sixtyfive years ago today, the first atomic bomb in a war was dropped over Hiroshima in Japan. A lot of humans were killed. I have not found any statistics, but there were probably an amount of Shiba Inus also killed. Three days later, another atomic bomb was dropped over Nagasaki. There have never been any more atomic bombings in wars on Earth. The devastation of the bombs dropped were huge and horrible.

While I do not like that the bombs were used on Japan, nor that they were used at all, the atomic bomb still meant something good. They meant that there never was a war between the super powers the USA and the Soviet Union. For centuries, some humans had dreamt of creating the weapon that was so horrible that it made an end to wars. The atomic bomb did not quite achieve that, but it did stop a Third World War. This is good. On the other hand, one would still have wished that this would have been achieved without the casualties and devastation in Hiroshima and Nagasaki. One could argue that those sacrifices were necessary in order for some people to realize the horror of the bomb, which could mean that all of these humans and dogs did not die in vain, but were they necessary, really? It is hard to tell. No matter how you look at it, what happened sixtyfive years ago was a tragedy.