Once again, the world remembers the first use of a nuclear weapon in war, as Hiroshima was virtually obliterated by a bomb dropped by the Enola Gay. Many people see this as a brutal act, a war crime in fact. But any such moral posturing avoid the hard truth of the lives saved by this destruction.

My Mom wasn't in Japan when the Americans dropped the bomb.  She wasn't anywhere near Japan.  She was in Java, a civilian in a Japanese concentration camp, on the verge of starving to death.  But for the fact that the atom bombs immediately terminated the war in the Pacific, she would have died.  She didn't have another month or even another week.  She needed the war to end instantly.  It was the bombing at Hiroshima that enabled her to survive the war.

Nor was my mother alone.  Truman didn't drop the bomb only to impress the Soviets or to play with an exciting new toy.  He dropped the bomb because he'd been credibly advised that the Japanese were not going to surrender, but would fight the war on their own ground - and this was true despite the fact that the Japanese knew as well as the Americans did that the Japanese could not win.  In July 1945, Truman was looking at the possibility of up to 50,000 more American deaths, plus all of the Japanese military and civilian deaths.  (And that's not even counting the Marines already suffering unthinkable torture in Japanese camps and slave works, or American, Dutch and English civilians imprisoned all over the Pacific).  Given that the Japanese had started the war and then refused to end it (even though they were losing), one big bomb that would kill the same number of Japanese with no American casualties seemed like a very good idea at the time.

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