My feel about nuclearbombs in general is well described by a Björn Afzelius song. Or as a matter of fact a part from a song (called vad bryr jag mig om varför, in English roughly What do I care about why?):
Jag såg raketer ställas ut. En rad av bomber utan slut. Ett feluppfattat ord så har vi ingen jord. Vad bryr jag mig om varför dom kom till.
I saw rockets being put out. A line of bombs without an end. A misunderstood word and earth will be no more. What do I care about why they were created.
