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dr strangelove 1964

Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb 1964


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"Research is slow," Dr. Strangelove mumbles," And so is my company lately, I have had so little visitors lately."


nuclearvault:

Today in History

6 August 1945: Little Boy was dropped on the Japanese city of Hiroshima, the first atomic bomb to be used as a weapon. 66,000 residents of Hiroshima were killed as a direct result of the blast, and another 69,000 were injured to varying degrees.

(via wwii-in-photographs)


digitalpubliclibraryofamerica:

On this day in 1945, in an attempt to avert an invasion of the Japanese islands by American troops and to force an end World War 2, US forces dropped an atomic bomb on the Japanese city of Hiroshima. It was the first of its kind to be used in warfare, but another bombing followed three days later in Nagasaki.

On August 14, Emperor Hirohito broadcast to the Japanese people the acceptance of unconditional surrender outlined in the Potsdam Declaration. Occupation of the islands began in late August and the formal surrender signing ceremony took place on September 2, officially ending the fighting in the Pacific Theater.

The bomb that was dropped from the American Boeing B-29 Superfortress plane named “Enola Gay” (after the pilot’s mother) is estimated to have killed approximately 150,000 people. 

Image credits:

All images courtesy of the National Archives and Records Administration, except where noted.

Learn more about Hiroshima and Nagasaki atomic bombings at DPLA.

(via wwii-in-photographs)


stammsternenstaub:

m-m-mad-madness:

engineer—cat:

lumoblaze:

jonkakes:

bigcoolscorner:

merauderdon:

givemeinternet:

As close as you will ever be to a nuclear explosion

THIS IS FUCKING TERRIFYING

No thank you.

The columns of smoke in the foreground are telephone poles boiling

This is way cooler to look at than it should be

Science side of Tumblr would like to add:
Heat is generally transmitted in 3 forms: conduction, convection, radiation.
The fact that the telephone poles and wires are boiling away well before the shockwave hits them indicates that the heat from the explosion has not reached them by convection (much slower than the speed of sound) or by conduction (at best, comparable to the speed of sound), but purely by radiation. In other words: the explosion is bright enough to boil everything.


reblogging again for what engineer—cat said

stammsternenstaub:

m-m-mad-madness:

engineer—cat:

lumoblaze:

jonkakes:

bigcoolscorner:

merauderdon:

givemeinternet:

As close as you will ever be to a nuclear explosion

THIS IS FUCKING TERRIFYING

No thank you.

The columns of smoke in the foreground are telephone poles boiling

This is way cooler to look at than it should be

Science side of Tumblr would like to add:

Heat is generally transmitted in 3 forms: conduction, convection, radiation.

The fact that the telephone poles and wires are boiling away well before the shockwave hits them indicates that the heat from the explosion has not reached them by convection (much slower than the speed of sound) or by conduction (at best, comparable to the speed of sound), but purely by radiation. In other words: the explosion is bright enough to boil everything.

reblogging again for what engineer—cat said

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Anonymous:
"Hello Cheryl..." -Doktor-strangelove

cheryl1967:

doktor-strangelove:

cheryl1967:

cheryl1967:

"Hiya, Doc."  Cheryl smiled at the older gentleman in the wheelchair.  "Can I help you with anything?"

"See?" she teased, nuzzling his nose.  "You look handsome when you smile."  She shifted a bit on his lap, trying to get comfortable.  "Should I keep calling you Doctor?  Or do you have a first name?"

"Danke," he said, his english slipping the moment Cheryl moved closer and began to shift a bit. His other hand moved to her hip, and he looked up at her. "Joseph, my first name is Joseph if you would like to use it." He said, his tone becoming even more heavily accented. 

"Joseph," she purred, leaning her forehead on his.  "See, now, was that so hard?"  She wiggled her hips against his hands, grinning all the while.  "You’ll have to teach me some German so we can converse better."

"Nein not at all," he gasped, his grip moving farther up her back as she began to grind. The doctor began to arch his hips just slightly, trying to meet her motions. All the while he attempted to kiss her. "That can be easily arranged mein fräulein."


Anonymous:
"Hello Cheryl..." -Doktor-strangelove

cheryl1967:

doktor-strangelove:

cheryl1967:

cheryl1967:

"Hiya, Doc."  Cheryl smiled at the older gentleman in the wheelchair.  "Can I help you with anything?"

"Hey, I did too," she replied with a happy grin.  "And you’re smiling!  I made you smile.  Maybe I should do that more often."  She sat down on his lap in the chair.  "How about this?  Is this fun, too?"

Dr. Strangelove gulped nodding wordlessly as his right hand moved to her hip.
"Ja, " He said lightly, his smile still playing at his lips.

"See?" she teased, nuzzling his nose.  "You look handsome when you smile."  She shifted a bit on his lap, trying to get comfortable.  "Should I keep calling you Doctor?  Or do you have a first name?"

"Danke," he said, his english slipping the moment Cheryl moved closer and began to shift a bit. His other hand moved to her hip, and he looked up at her. "Joseph, my first name is Joseph if you would like to use it." He said, his tone becoming even more heavily accented. 


"Herr Doktor...?" The girl calls for the intriguing scientist, hesitantly.

freakyjudge:

doktor-strangelove:

Dr. Strangelove looks up distracted for a moment. He notes the address towards him and looks towards it.

"Hallo," He says his accent think, "What can I do for you mein Fräulein? "

She gingerly sweeps choppy blonde hair from in front of her face. She clears her throat, stepping out from the darkness of the war room.
"Y-You see, I’ve been sent here by my employer to get an interview of the nuclear physicist behind this project." She stammers, shakily holding out her ID.

Dr. Strangelove looks at the girl oddly, glancing at her ID. He looks back up to her and with a seemingly amused smile he moved his cigarette from his lips.

"An interview? Well I’ve never participated in such but you are welcome to ask questions." He spoke in bursts his accent pressing at moments.


Anonymous:
"Hello Cheryl..." -Doktor-strangelove

cheryl1967:

doktor-strangelove:

cheryl1967:

cheryl1967:

"Hiya, Doc."  Cheryl smiled at the older gentleman in the wheelchair.  "Can I help you with anything?"

She pulled away and chuckled.  ”I steamed up your glasses, sorry,” she giggled, pointing to them.  She raised an eyebrow when she saw his hand gripping the arm of his chair.  ”Did I…affect your alien hand in some way, Doctor?” she joked.

Dr strangelove looked up his other hand pressing to his glasses. He was blushing just lightly.

"No I think it’s fine," He said,"you just took me by surprise. But I enjoyed that mein Fräulein. None the less."

The doctor was smiling even now.

"Hey, I did too," she replied with a happy grin.  "And you’re smiling!  I made you smile.  Maybe I should do that more often."  She sat down on his lap in the chair.  "How about this?  Is this fun, too?"

Dr. Strangelove gulped nodding wordlessly as his right hand moved to her hip.
"Ja, " He said lightly, his smile still playing at his lips.


"Herr Doktor...?" The girl calls for the intriguing scientist, hesitantly.

Dr. Strangelove looks up distracted for a moment. He notes the address towards him and looks towards it.

"Hallo," He says his accent think, "What can I do for you mein Fräulein? "