Are you too young to remember the Falklands War? In 1982 it dominated the BBC, war coverage like there had never been war coverage before, and everyone appalled but glued to their TVs, unable to look, unable to look away, I'm sure I remember crying about that -- the ship that sank, and all those people and animals dying. Then there's the bomb scares -- we've seen a fair amount of Ireland and London blown up, one way and another, and all of that has over the years got tangled with our grandparents' memories of the blanket bombing campaigns at the end of WW2, and our/our parents years of waiting for the nukes to fall and start WW3.
But perhaps whatever's scaring you happened in a nightmare, which is why (I think) fireworks don't scare me, but the sound of something large striking does. It's not like the airborne bangs of fireworks, it's a ground-bourne, flesh-felt sound you feel low in your body, through your feet. I've only heard it once, and that wasn't especially scary (a car crashing into the building I was in) but my reaction to the noise was out of all proportion. So I suppose that once I dreamt of being bombed, and that was the noise that I heard.
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Date: November 6th, 2002 07:08 am (UTC)From:But perhaps whatever's scaring you happened in a nightmare, which is why (I think) fireworks don't scare me, but the sound of something large striking does. It's not like the airborne bangs of fireworks, it's a ground-bourne, flesh-felt sound you feel low in your body, through your feet. I've only heard it once, and that wasn't especially scary (a car crashing into the building I was in) but my reaction to the noise was out of all proportion. So I suppose that once I dreamt of being bombed, and that was the noise that I heard.