All of you kids under forty — who definitely should get off my lawn, btw — have no idea what it was like to grow up — to quote Queen — waiting for the hammer to fall.
Seriously, the sane assumption, the assumption anyone with any knowledge of the world made was that we, born in the sixties, would never get to grow up. Or if we grew up, it would be in a bombed out wasteland.
Even in tiny and relatively unimportant Portugal, though we expected we wouldn’t catch a bomb, (unless it went way off course) we thought the coasts would be so thoroughly poisoned we’d all die. (There is reason to think this was bullshit, but I’m glad we never got to test it.)
Then there was nuclear winter (also likely complete bullshit.)
Even our entertainment, hard in the pockets of the disarmament mafia (unilateral disarmament is also known as surrender, kids, remember that.) talked about how it was unconscionable to build up arsenals to fight a war that would kill the species and the world.
Even sane authors like Heinlein thought that after we had nukes there was no way we didn’t use them.
Well… we didn’t use them. Now knowing “Russian Technology” there was a good chance they couldn’t use them with any effectiveness.
Also judging from cities that were nuked, even if it had happened it was probably never going to be the end of the world.
But we grew up in fear of it, and many of the people who are now hard left first surrendered because they were hard core cowards, no matter how they pretty that up in their minds. They wanted to be the last eaten, when the Soviets came.
I want them to contemplate my middle fingers.
To paraphrase Heinlein: It’s always better to be a live lion. It’s often easier too. (Than being a live lamb.)
And it turns out that peace really came through superior firepower.
Don’t let the kids forget it. And if they have, remind them.
Live free or die is not a cry of defiance. Looking at the death toll of communism, it is simply a law of nature.