My husband is taking the moving van back to Central New York today. He’ll be home tomorrow. I said to him, “please hurry back so we’re together for the nuclear war.”
I never thought I’d be saying something like this in the 21st century, but then again, I never thought the populace would be so stupid as to elect a dyed-orange buffoon into the Oval Office either, so what do I know.
This is now my daily concern as well…afraid that the bomb will fall while we’re both at work instead of at home together (or wherever else together).
A 500 megaton bomb dropped on Luke AFB (just west of Phoenix) would completely wipe out the entire city and spread radiation across most of the state (depending on wind direction). At least it will be quick…