Are they called ICBMs because when you see them coming you shit your pants, or is that just a coincidence?
I was 15 when The Day After aired. I remember debating this question around the cafeteria lunch table. If you knew the bombs were coming, would you drive towards a primary target to die faster, or drive away to try to live (but possibly die a slow painful death)?
Related question: If your parents weren’t around, was it ok at age 15 to grab the keys, get in the car and start driving in one’s preferred direction? I seem to remember that this was a fairly unanimous “yes.”
I remember the Johnstown Tribune Democrat printing concentric circles showing that my town was the worst possible distance from Pittsburgh, a primary target. Too far to be instantly vaporized, but too close to likely survive. Hence our cafeteria debate.
The fact that this trauma was inflicted upon me at age 15 might possibly explain why I associate ICBMs with scatalogical humor.
Anyway, the Boomer generation promised my generation that history would end, BUT NOT LIKE THIS!!!!
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