'On The Beach'
John Kaminski
Shute's "On The Beach" describes a scenario in which the spread of radiation following a nuclear war in the Northern Hemisphere engulfed the entire world and eventually killed all life.
Here's how the plot went, according to http://www.sparknotes.com/lit/onthebeach/summary.html (excerpts)
"Although he knows everyone in the Northern Hemisphere is dead, he still thinks of them as if they are alive and waiting for his return to Connecticut . . ."
"By the end of August, everyone becomes ill from the radiation. John takes a cyanide pill while sitting in his Ferrari. Peter euthanizes Jennifer, and then he and Mary take pills together in bed. Dwight dies while performing what he sees as his final duty—sinking the Scorpion in international waters, going down with the ship. Moira had hoped to go onboard with Dwight, but he refused her, saying that the U.S. Navy would not approve. Instead, Moira drives to a cliff overlooking the ocean to watch the submarine go out to sea. Sitting in her car, watching the ship go down, she takes her final pill with a shot of brandy . . ."
Now we sit here like a bunch of stupid deer in somebody's gun sight wondering what to do. As so often happens, fiction becomes real with time, and we are now living in a very similar scenario to what Nevil Shute figmented 53 years ago.
Only worse.
The only difference? In the book, a fictional novel, the government told the truth.
Today, the spread of Cesium-137 has in fact covered the entire world. That is only one of the poisonous elements that already have exceeded health maximums everywhere they are measured.
In real life 2011, the authorities shut down all the information conduits and refuse to admit the situation even exists. The EPA says, May 26, there's nothing to worry about and radiation levels are headed down. http://www.epa.gov/radiation/data-updates.html
ENE News reports that the Environmental Protection Agency shut down Fukishima radiation monitoring after finding high levels of radiation in drinking water.
YouTube phenomenon Dutchsinse, a young Missourian named Michael Yuri Janitch, has taught the Internet community about HAARP signatures, straight edge clouds and HAARP circles that predict certain devastating storms two days in advance at their precise locations. http://www.dutchsinse.com/blog/
Much significant circumstantial evidence exists that the earthquake tsunami that destroyed Japan was caused by HAARP and exacerbated by the Stuxnet virus. The evidence?
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But at the bottom of all this lies the stark anomaly — why use a fatal technology at all? And what is the cause of this push since 1945 to irradiate the world? First by the more than 2,000 nuclear bomb tests conducted between the '40s and the '70s, then by the addition of depleted uranium waste to military ordnance by 1990; all wars since have immersed their locations in radioactive dust. I'll review this at a later date. You can start now.
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The question on the minds of everyone in the world that no government seems to be willing or able to answer: Is this radiation going to make us sick? When will it kill us?
As a metaphor, 'on the beach' has pretty much guided my entire life. An astrological water sign, I have almost always lived close to the ocean. For the last 16 years, one ocean or another has always been within walking distance, and usually much closer most of the time.
In the summer Florida beaches more resemble the red hot Bonneville Salt Flats, but at least on the Gulf Coast the birds can find some shade. Thankfully, people are nowhere to be found. Lately I have obsessed over water quality, tsunamis, government ordered poisoning, and a lingering wish to just swim out as far as I could. Only lately have I added radiation poisoning to the menu.
But don't get me wrong. This Earth we live upon is the Garden of Eden, and I will hold that thought beyond my last moment. Of course, I feel sorry for people in Dacca, New York and all the other sewers of the world because I have my real life Garden of Eden, only about three miles long and a half mile wide, but more than enough for me.
Free of these three demented worldly dimensions, my imagination is stilled by the actual wonders of life that parade before me. Just a few days ago I was party to a long conversation among three osprey (fish hawks) who were arguing about where to have lunch. Yes, I imagine I know what animals and plants — and even the Sun — are saying because I've seen them so much. And yes, I imagine I hear spirit voices from the ocean, too. It took me a long time to figure out that on a narrow spit of land, voices from passing boats carry a lot further than you might think. Funny how they always shape themselves into pieces of my memory.
Yes, it's true, I imagine I can talk to anyone or anything, and I can even imagine the answers. Just the other evening, in the deepening twilight, as I was shuffling toward the parking lot after a five mile hike, I heard four or five palms suddenly snap at me, one after the other. It puzzled me, must be part of their growing process, I thought.
I walked a few steps further, then suddenly I realized they had all said the same thing, one after the other. It was . . .
"Help us."
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