Candidates with the better military backgound keep losing.

[Terry in Crapchester]

In some areas, I know around here, @1963-1967 at least, they had fire drills and they also had bomb drills. The standard rule was when the air raid siren sounded you got down, got under your desk, put your head between your legs and kiss your ass good-bye.

My grandfather's job - he worked for the joint chiefs - was to assess overall damage and cost throughout the U.S. should a full scale nuclear war take place.

So yeah, it was pretty chilling according to them Marty. I figure they lived through it, so they would know.

We did bomb drills my first few years of elementary school. We were in this 1930s WPA vintage brick building that would have certainly been blown to kingdom come during a real nuclear attack. But hey, the bomb drills were all about making you SCARED, not about saving your ASS.

I remember those. We were made to get on our knees under our desks and cover our heads with our hands. None of which, of course, would have done a damn bit of good in the event of an actual nucular (Bushie phonetic spelling intentional) attack.