They bullied me in high school, but now, thirty years (three PhD's in Physics, and a seat on a White House Advisory Board) later, they invited me to sit on the reunion location committee and, fawning over me in their cloying hypocrisy, voted unanimously to select the site I had suggested. In the recycling craze of the last decade, that resort was built over an old, but fully functional, research facility (its forgotten centerpiece being an functional warhead); after leaving early on some pretence, I shall detonate the bomb remotely, safely beyond the blast radius, which should be approximately the same as Hiroshima's.