I am a moron with these social media platforms and tried to contact RestrictedData but failed.
I have reviewed the archived discussion of radiation from unexploded ThermoNuclear warheads, of which you were a party some 8 years past under the moniker RestrictedData.
I am a moron with these social media platforms and tried to contact RestrictedData but failed.
I have reviewed the archived discussion of radiation from unexploded ThermoNuclear warheads, of which you were a party some 8 years past under the moniker RestrictedData.
My bloodline’s genetic damage from irradiation.
A similar situation is that the United States Air Force now has an ongoing study of Airmen Technicians of the Minuteman Missile system working within a 5 to 6 foot proximity of Nuclear Weapons on the missile who have suffered from issues of irradiation. This study has not been concluded. I am not certain whether blood offspring Family members of these Airmen are involved with this testing to determine genetic damage to them. I doubt so.
My situation occurred in the process of missile systems checks where, on command through a headset connected to the semi-trailer check out van, I armed and disarmed the W40 Thermonuclear Warhead on the CIM-10B BOMARC Missile. This was from 1968-1969 while in the U. S. Air Force. I was stationed at the 74th Air Defense Missile Squadron at French River, Minnesota. French River is about 30 miles north of Duluth, Minnesota, a few miles west of the shores of Lake Superior.
These Minuteman Technicians worked in close proximity to the Nuclear Warhead, whereas my butt was parked directly on the W40 ThermoNuclear Warhead for hours at a time over a 14-month period.
The only protection between my testicles and the highly enriched Uranium in that epoxy painted ThermoNuclear Warhead bomb case was whatever shielding it had, my cotton underwear, my cotton military fatigue pants and my folded cotton fatigue jacket in the form of a ‘cushion,’ on which I sat for hours almost weekly over a 14 month period. I know for a fact now that the ambient radiation around that bomb case was very high.
We had scaffolding that the Boeing Company had designed specifically for this arming and disarming, but it interfered with changing other missile components and was so cumbersome to set up, that it spent its life in racks on the side of this check out van. We did not use it, opting to sit on the bomb case after accessing it by ladder. I was told it was safe. I had the most advanced electronics training of my section, was young and ignorant so I did what I was told.
My daughter. An extremely beautiful specimen of a woman and winner of the National Fitness Contest against 4,000 women, is one of 6 recorded women in the world born with TWO Uteri (Uterus). My other two children… born with freakish issues.
I suspect I got irradiated and my DNA is broken and or damaged.
I simply want your input please.
Termini
Jack Lawson
Member, Sully H. deFontaine Special Forces Association Chapter 51, Las Vegas, Nevada
Author of the “Civil Defense Manual,” “The Slaver’s Wheel,” “A Failure of Civility,” “And We Hide From The Devil” and “In Defense.” Go towww.JackLawsonBooks.com
“I've seen things you people wouldn’t believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. I’ve watched c-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhauser Gate. Those moments will be lost in time… like tears in rain.”- Rutger Hauer in his “Time to die” scene from the movie “Blade Runner”
In my memories are the above in a figurative sense… the below in the literal reality of my past…
“I’ve seen things you people wouldn’t believe. The moonlit landscape of Zambia I parachuted into at two o’clock in the morning with 40 pounds of explosives in my drop pack on an “external,” a raid on a Communist Terrorist camp where we were outnumbered over 100 to 1. I’ve watched a frightened, but still majestic and graceful family of giraffes gallop the African bush as I hung out the door of a helicopter flying by them at treetop level, almost close enough to touch them. I’ve battled it out with Communist terrorists mano a mano while neck deep in crocodile infested idle waters on the banks and sandbars of the Hond’e and Limpopo Rivers in Mozambique. My Friends long gone and these moments are lost in time and fading from my memory… like tears in the rain.”
From Jack Lawson… an American in 1RLI Support Commando and attached to Rhodesian “C Squadron” SAS Africa 1976-79
Mr. Wellerstein,
I am a moron with these social media platforms and tried to contact RestrictedData but failed.
I have reviewed the archived discussion of radiation from unexploded ThermoNuclear warheads, of which you were a party some 8 years past under the moniker RestrictedData.
My bloodline’s genetic damage from irradiation.
A similar situation is that the United States Air Force now has an ongoing study of Airmen Technicians of the Minuteman Missile system working within a 5 to 6 foot proximity of Nuclear Weapons on the missile who have suffered from issues of irradiation. This study has not been concluded. I am not certain whether blood offspring Family members of these Airmen are involved with this testing to determine genetic damage to them. I doubt so.
My situation occurred in the process of missile systems checks where, on command through a headset connected to the semi-trailer check out van, I armed and disarmed the W40 Thermonuclear Warhead on the CIM-10B BOMARC Missile. This was from 1968-1969 while in the U. S. Air Force. I was stationed at the 74th Air Defense Missile Squadron at French River, Minnesota. French River is about 30 miles north of Duluth, Minnesota, a few miles west of the shores of Lake Superior.
These Minuteman Technicians worked in close proximity to the Nuclear Warhead, whereas my butt was parked directly on the W40 ThermoNuclear Warhead for hours at a time over a 14-month period.
The only protection between my testicles and the highly enriched Uranium in that epoxy painted ThermoNuclear Warhead bomb case was whatever shielding it had, my cotton underwear, my cotton military fatigue pants and my folded cotton fatigue jacket in the form of a ‘cushion,’ on which I sat for hours almost weekly over a 14 month period. I know for a fact now that the ambient radiation around that bomb case was very high.
We had scaffolding that the Boeing Company had designed specifically for this arming and disarming, but it interfered with changing other missile components and was so cumbersome to set up, that it spent its life in racks on the side of this check out van. We did not use it, opting to sit on the bomb case after accessing it by ladder. I was told it was safe. I had the most advanced electronics training of my section, was young and ignorant so I did what I was told.
My daughter. An extremely beautiful specimen of a woman and winner of the National Fitness Contest against 4,000 women, is one of 6 recorded women in the world born with TWO Uteri (Uterus). My other two children… born with freakish issues.
I suspect I got irradiated and my DNA is broken and or damaged.
I simply want your input please.
Termini
Jack Lawson
Member, Sully H. deFontaine Special Forces Association Chapter 51, Las Vegas, Nevada
Author of the “Civil Defense Manual,” “The Slaver’s Wheel,” “A Failure of Civility,” “And We Hide From The Devil” and “In Defense.” Go towww.JackLawsonBooks.com
“I've seen things you people wouldn’t believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. I’ve watched c-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhauser Gate. Those moments will be lost in time… like tears in rain.”- Rutger Hauer in his “Time to die” scene from the movie “Blade Runner”
In my memories are the above in a figurative sense… the below in the literal reality of my past…
“I’ve seen things you people wouldn’t believe. The moonlit landscape of Zambia I parachuted into at two o’clock in the morning with 40 pounds of explosives in my drop pack on an “external,” a raid on a Communist Terrorist camp where we were outnumbered over 100 to 1. I’ve watched a frightened, but still majestic and graceful family of giraffes gallop the African bush as I hung out the door of a helicopter flying by them at treetop level, almost close enough to touch them. I’ve battled it out with Communist terrorists mano a mano while neck deep in crocodile infested idle waters on the banks and sandbars of the Hond’e and Limpopo Rivers in Mozambique. My Friends long gone and these moments are lost in time and fading from my memory… like tears in the rain.”
From Jack Lawson… an American in 1RLI Support Commando and attached to Rhodesian “C Squadron” SAS Africa 1976-79