Volta e meia aparece alguém dizendo que o Brasil deveria iniciar pesquisas atõmicas com fins militares – de defesa, somente, claro, imagina. Entre pseudo-visionários e estadistas de quintal, muitos dizem: “precisamos nos precaver!”. O tema sai e volta à pauta sazonalmente. É uma febre ideológica que nos acomete. Daquelas que fazem, temporariamente, que acreditemos que os fins justificam os meios, ou que não se faz omelete sem quebrar os ovos. Pura falácia. Leva você a pensar que são essas as únicas opções. E se há algo que o mundo tem, são opções. E se há algo que o mundo não precisa ter, é o narrado a seguir:
Takeo Watanabe, 16 at that time, was working in a telephone office and he was heading toward the Chugoku Newspaper Office. He has speech difficulties since he has cerebral thrombosis. His wife is together with him today.
Watanabe: How, how can I say it? Well, I, I don’t know just what to say. I got off the car and, and then, (His wife speaks for him.) it was dark so he groped his way toward an air-raid shelter he knew nearby. You know when I married him, I didn’t know that my husband was a victim of A-bomb until I read a diary that he had kept at that time. He would not tell me about experience himself. He just didn’t want to talk about it. Every year from the end of July to the beginning of August, he would have a fever or become ill.
Interviewer: So you do not want to talk about your experience?
Watanabe: Hmm…Those day, it was, it was a burden, it was tough, but I guess now I just, I just have no more choice.
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