Just to talk about
The Pain of a Ghastly Tale
Can we wipe out the warmth of a thousand suns with a tale?
1945, August 6th, the recent world conflict has just ended in Europe, although the aftermath of those years of madness still reverberates in the world's remotest parts.
In Asia, for example, there is still fighting.
It is about 8 a.m. on a scorching day in Japan, the heat can be felt from the early hours of the morning, but it is anyway a day like many others in Hiroshima.
Suddenly some people in the street notice a large aircraft in the distance and someone shouts “Airplane!” Not even enough time for fear to set in that a blinding, dense white light spreads all around, as if the light of a million flashes illuminated everything at once, then, darkness, pain… Death!
On that day 77 years ago, human intellectual capacity touched one of its highest peaks to date, but that day man also unequivocally demonstrated what an example of monstrosity could be.
It is difficult to comment on a tragedy like the one that took place in Hiroshima. It is difficult because the world had already been experiencing horrors of such a magnitude for five years, that even today are difficult for a sane mind to comprehend.
