talk of “recycling” spent nuclear fuel, as if we could just clean it up and throw it back in the reactor; who talk of the abundance of Uranium on Earth, as if there is an inexhaustible supply just waiting to be scooped up; who dismiss the long-term consequences of nuclear waste, as if it were simply a short-term problem of finding a willing host for disposal; who gloss over the health problems of radioactive isotopes, as if the safe use of different isotopes in medical diagnostics, suggest that these isotopes are benign; who resort to the argument: “What else can we do?” as if no other form of non-fossil fuel energy could ever amount to much.

And today, as I watch the shaky camera trained on Fukushima Daiichi, hoping against hope that all will turn out well, I am enraged by the proponents who are touting the safety record of the nuclear industry.

Today, of all days! As if!