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The Fire This Time

Nobody much thought the Americans would bomb Nagasaki. Even after they’d crisped Hiroshima. Because Nagasaki, it was even less a “military” target, than had been Hiroshima. And it was hard to fly the airplanes in there. Also, there were all those Catholics in the city. For more than 400 years, Nagasaki had been the principal redoubt in Japan of Catholicism. The place was veritably crawling with Catholics. And it was presumed the Americans, they would be more averse to frying co-religionists, than those Japanese adhering to native, heathenoid faiths.

The first problem with these assumptions was that, there in 1945, many of the Americans regarded Catholicism as a faith every bit as strange and dangerous and deranged as Shinto or Buddhism, or whatever heathenism it was the Japanese were always on about.

Less than 20 years before, Al Smith, candidate for US president, had been beaten like a gong by Herbert Hoover, not least because so many of the Atomic0B[2].jpgAmericans believed that Smith, as a Catholic, once in the Oval Office, he would immediately deliver the keys to the American kingdom unto the Vatican, which would then commence to forcibly seed the land with popery, from sea to shining sea.

Four years before that, Smith had been blocked from even receiving the nomination, by members of his own party—the Democrats—as convention delegates from the Southern states, many literally members of the Ku Klux Klan, declared they’d be damned if they would surrender their party to a man in thrall to the Whore Of Babylon, united with Jews, Freemasons, and—yea, verily—Satan hisself, in a fiendish plot to destroy everything White and Right, in Amurica.

Nagasaki was actually more or less founded as a Catholic city, by a daimyo who’d gone over to the Western weirdness, not so long after white people had first bulled their way into Japan, back in the mid-1500s.

With the bullers, came their priests. Who hopped around the islands like fleas. The various head-cutters then vying for power in Japan vacillated in their treatment of these pests: sometimes they were given free rein, sometimes they were crucified. Eventually it was decided some of the white people, and some of their pestiferous priests, could remain in Japan—but only stuffed into a couple remote holes, one of which was Nagasaki.

By the time August 9, 1945, rolled around, the Urakami district of Nagasaki had been considered the “heart and soul” of Japanese Catholicism—and, indeed, of Catholicism throughout the Far East—since the sixteenth century.

And that district, it was ground zero, for the Americans’ bomb.

The Americans. They blew it. All. Away.



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