THE ONLY THING WE HAVE TO FEAR

I posted the following the day after the election last year.

Nine months later I'm catching up on the news and I find myself feeling the exact same way.



I'm not a political guy. When it comes to this site and my online presence, I tend to prescribe to the philosophy of the local pub: No sports, no religion, no politics.

I find it's just easier that way. I mean, I'm not here to stir feathers or juggle turds. I just want to write fun books and maybe sell one now and again.

With that being said, I'm going to break that rule just this one time.

Probably.

When I was a kid, we're talking six or seven years old, way back when Jimmy Carter was president, a friend of my older brother told me all about . . . The Bomb!

The Bomb, he explains, is exactly what it sounds like. It is, in fact, a bomb.

Only this one can destroy half the known world, it is perched atop a missile, and we have it.

Unfortunately, he tells me, so do our most hated of enemies: the Russians.

This kid, for at the time he too was just a kid, tells me that our President can launch this missile any time he wants. All he has to do is push The Big Red Button. That's it. He does that, and Russia is gone.

The problem, he continues, is that it takes a little while for that missile to reach Russia, and in that time, Russia can send their own missile with their own Bomb our way. Meaning, he tells me with a serious face, everyone on the planet will die.

He continues to explain that the power to destroy the entire world is in the hands of one man. What if he was to trip and fall on the button? We would all die.

Furthermore, he keeps the button on his bedside table. What if he turns over in the night and his arm flies out and hits the button?

All of us, dead, just like that.

Needless to say this kid was an a-hole.

But I didn't know that, not at the time. In fact, up until I was able to talk to my parents and learn that most everything the kid told me was untrue, I'd never been more scared in my entire life. Not just for me, but for my brothers, my mom and dad, for every single person in the entire world.

I felt a little bit of that fear this morning.

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