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Jul. 6th, 2009 12:21 amI think I have just found a new favorite breathtaking act of KA-BLAMMO on the part of the human race: Operation Sailor Hat. Part of the mid-twentieth-century drive to make scary-ass top secret projects more secret by making their names too silly for anyone to want to repeat them very much, Operation Sailor Hat involved using godawful huge amounts of conventional explosives to simulate the force effects of a possible nuclear blast. It is this part in particular that won Operation Sailor Hat a place in my heart:
"The crater left by the blast is called the "Sailor's Hat" crater, and currently contains unique species of shrimp which have evolved to survive the hypersaline conditions in the crater."
Because dude. DUDE. They made evolution happen with an Earth-Shattering Kaboom and there wasn't even atomic radiation involved!
"The crater left by the blast is called the "Sailor's Hat" crater, and currently contains unique species of shrimp which have evolved to survive the hypersaline conditions in the crater."
Because dude. DUDE. They made evolution happen with an Earth-Shattering Kaboom and there wasn't even atomic radiation involved!
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Date: 2009-07-06 10:51 am (UTC)...Is this actually a thing?
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Date: 2009-07-06 12:56 pm (UTC)Wow.
(also, yes, the correlation between top secrecy and silliness of name is definitely borne out in CIA projects like BLUEBIRD and ARTICHOKE and weapons tests like Tumbler-Snapper.)
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Date: 2009-07-06 01:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-07-06 05:17 pm (UTC)Holy shit. I haven't spent much (read: any) time researching non-nuclear explosions because, y'know, nuclear ones are so much more fucking bad for you, but wow.
(also, Heligoland always makes me think of John Malkovich and Udo Kier plotting to bake Willem Dafoe in surprise!sunlight.)
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Date: 2009-07-06 05:32 pm (UTC)Vince Coleman was a train dispatcher at Halifax on duty on December 6, 1917. When sailors came ashore with word that people had to evacuate because the S.S. Mont-Blanc- a French freighter stuffed to the gills with munitions- had been caught in a collision and was on fire, he and his co-worker left his post. And then Vince remembered that there was a passenger train on its way from Saint Johns, so he turned around and went back to his station to send a telegraph message to every single incoming train and dispatcher that he could reach:
"Stop trains. Munitions ship on fire. Approaching Pier 6. Goodbye."
Three hundred people were on the passenger train when it stopped at a safe distance. All the other trains coming into the station were stopped as well. The Mont-Blanc blew before Vince could escape; the explosion caused a tsunami in the harbour and a pressure wave of air that snapped trees, bent iron rails, demolished buildings, grounded vessels, and carried fragments of the Mont-Blanc for kilometres. Three kiloton explosion, in 1917... but honestly there is just something about those last few words of Coleman's, isn't there?
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Date: 2009-07-06 07:22 pm (UTC)DAMN is that awesome.
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Date: 2009-07-07 07:55 am (UTC)no subject
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