When you come to ponder the creation of the atom bomb, praising
God probably isn’t the first thing that you think about. Of course, things were
slightly different back in 1946. Not only were most Americans blissfully
unaware of the terrible consequences of the bomb for those affected by it, but
they were also grateful that the bloody war against Japan had come to an end
without necessitating a land invasion. While the moral complexities of this
position continue to be debated to this day, for many Americans in the 1940s the
bomb seemed to beckon them towards a wonderful world of technology in which
life became increasingly straight forward. In December 1945, Slim Gaillard’s upbeat
“Atomic Cocktail” (listen on the Spotify playlist or YouTube) therefore imagined the
effects of sipping the drink of the song’s title:
Push a button, turn a dial
Your work is done for miles and miles
When it hits it’s bound to shake
Because it feels like an earthquake
That’s the drink that you don’t pour
When you take one sip you won’t need any more
You’ll feel small as a beetle, big as a whale
Boom! Atomic cocktail!
A much more sober and patriotic take on the atomic
phenomenon came from the world of “hillbilly” music. Karl Davis and Hartford “Harty”
Connecticut Taylor styled themselves as a pair of performing brothers and
formed a successful partnership in Kentucky in the 1930s. They featured
regularly on national radio shows in that period. Although never making it big,
they recorded for labels such as Capitol and Columbia in the 1940s, and were
credited as influencing acts like The Everly Brothers. “When the Atom Bomb
Fell” was written and recorded in late 1945, and clearly owes many of its
lyrical themes (particularly the distasteful references to “cruel Japs”) to
Second World War patriotism. It is, then, very much a song of its time – and
its jingoism combines with a naivety about what the bomb actually does. More
importantly, it also begins a trend which runs through the Cold War period, in
identifying the Atom Bomb with God’s justice and judgement day – something I’ll
return to as we tour through the Cold War period over the next few days. Here the atom bomb serves as the answer to
prayer; as evidence of God’s willingness to support America in her fight
against evil. The idea of the bomb to help America is one I’ll return to
tomorrow. For now, enjoy a song which is very much “of its time”.
When the Atom Bomb Fell (Davis-Taylor)
Oh it went up so loud it
divided up the clouds
And the houses did vanish away
And a great a ball of light filled the Japanese with fright
They must have thought it was their judgement day
Smoke and fire it did flow through the land of Tokyo
There was brimstone and dust everywhere
When it all cleared away there the cruel Japs did lay
The answer to our fighting boys' prayers
Yes Lord, the answer to our fighting boys' prayers
There was no atheist in a foxhole
And men who never prayed before
Lifted tired and bloodshot eyes to heaven
And begged the Lord to end that awful war
They told Him of their homes and loved ones
They told Him that they'd like to be there
I believe the bomb that struck Hiroshima
Was the answer to our fighting boys' prayers
Oh it went up so loud it divided up the clouds
And the houses did vanish away
And a great a ball of light filled the Japanese with fright
They must have thought it was their judgement day
Smoke and fire it did flow through the land of Tokyo
There was brimstone and dust everywhere
When it all cleared away there the cruel Japs did lay
The answer to our fighting boys' prayers
Yes, Lord, the answer to our fighting boys' prayers
And the houses did vanish away
And a great a ball of light filled the Japanese with fright
They must have thought it was their judgement day
Smoke and fire it did flow through the land of Tokyo
There was brimstone and dust everywhere
When it all cleared away there the cruel Japs did lay
The answer to our fighting boys' prayers
Yes Lord, the answer to our fighting boys' prayers
There was no atheist in a foxhole
And men who never prayed before
Lifted tired and bloodshot eyes to heaven
And begged the Lord to end that awful war
They told Him of their homes and loved ones
They told Him that they'd like to be there
I believe the bomb that struck Hiroshima
Was the answer to our fighting boys' prayers
Oh it went up so loud it divided up the clouds
And the houses did vanish away
And a great a ball of light filled the Japanese with fright
They must have thought it was their judgement day
Smoke and fire it did flow through the land of Tokyo
There was brimstone and dust everywhere
When it all cleared away there the cruel Japs did lay
The answer to our fighting boys' prayers
Yes, Lord, the answer to our fighting boys' prayers
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