DIASPORA OF CONTAMINATED ISLANDERS ONE MORE TRAGEDY OF THE NUCLEAR ERA
Here's a suggestion: if the U.S. Government ever asks you to relocate to nearby island so they can bomb the one you live on, move to another
continent. On March 1, 1954, a 15-megaton thermonuclear device was detonated during a nuclear test on the Marshall Islands in the central Pacific. This sumbitch, code-named BRAVO (so the Russians wouldn't know what it was), was 1000 times more powerful than that little Hiroshima device. The Bravo blast (so called because the simple islanders applauded after the explostion and cried "Bravo" in Polynesian) vaporized the test island, eradicated parts of two adjacent islets, and punched a mile-wide crater in the reef. The fireball could be seen for hundreds of miles. Damn. Call National Geographic and have them change the maps.
The crew of the
Lucky Dragon, a Japanese tuna ship sailing outside the proscribed safety zone, suffered radiation poisoning, touching off another internation incident that was ignored in the U.S.
This was only one of about 66 nuclear tests that took place in this one time paradise. The total yield of these tests is equal to exploding one and a half Hiroshima size bombs every day for twelve years.
Among the problems with this scenario was that people were already living on Bikini and Eneweta where the tests were performed. The U.S. moved them to Rongelap and other islands, but apparently not far enough away. They have since experienced health affects such as nausea, vomiting, hair loss, skin burns, and itchy skin and eyes, not to mention insanely high levels of birth defects and retardation. Bravo!