Working for a Humane Society

Abstract

I know what war means — it marked my childhood years, and my father, a front-line soldier, told me about it. Later, during my years of political leadership in the Northern Caucasus and later in Moscow, I gained a very clear idea of what a third world war could mean. With the advent of nuclear weapons, mankind became mortal. The nuclear arms race, far from strengthening the security of the nations involved in it and of the world community, put their security in grave jeopardy. Mutual mistrust and suspicion increased the likelihood of an accident or technical failure triggering a nuclear apocalypse. On numerous occasions, both in our country and in the United States, radar mistook flocks of wild birds for a nuclear attack.