Understanding and the illusion of control
Yonatan Zunger
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I remember being (unnecessarily) terrified that ICBMs were on the move when I heard passenger airliners fly over my home when I was a kid, probably 7 or 8. In the late seventies, the cold war was no longer a pressing issue, but the peace activism of my mom kept it real for me. Living in the interior of British Columbia, there was probably very few places on the earth that were safer, but my terror really was connected to limited understanding of the weapons, geography, (then) current geopolitical reality, and whether or not I would really be able to hear them!

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