Spring Waning Bloodroot Moon
Japan. Nuclear power. Climate change. Not a pretty picture. I don’t know about others, but I want to like nuclear power. Its non-carbon emitting energy production has a potential role in staving off the worst effects of global warming. However. With no place to store the waste permanently, the waste gets stored temporarily near the reactor in which it was used. This seems safe. Look at Prairie Island. After all these years, still no trouble. Then again. How many years do we have to have in a row with no trouble? 25,000 or so, I believe. That’s a long run.
That’s not all. Situations develop, human error, mechanical failure, maintenance scrimping, natural disasters with unforseen confluences, say an F5 tornado and a once in a century flood. Could happen over the span of over 25,000 years. Probably will. Three Mile Island and Chernobyl had become objects in the rear view mirror, errors, mistakes, but over with. Until Fukushima.
Now, suddenly, they begin to look links in a chain, a nuclear chain. Remember Godzilla? Them? The 50 Foot Woman? Radiation. Now there’s radioactive iodine in the sea. I want to like nuclear power, but I’m having a hard time. The stakes of mistakes seem too high. At least for now.
Wish somebody would get a good fusion reactor goin’.