TEXT F On May 12, 1946, Louis
Alexander Slotin was carrying out an experiment in the laboratories at Los
Alamos with seven other men. Slotin was good with his hands; he liked using his
head; he was bright and a little daring-- in short, he was like any other man
who is happy in his work. At Los Alamos, Slotin, then aged thirty-five, was
concerned with the assembly of pieces of plutonium, each of which alone is too
small to be dangerous and which will only sustain a chain reaction when they are
put together. Atomic bombs are, in fact, detonated in this way, by suddenly
bringing together several harmless pieces of plutonium so that they form a
larger, explosive mass. Slotin himself had tested the assembly of the first
experimental bomb which had been exploded in New Mexico in July, 1945.
Now, nearly a year later, Slotin was again doing an experiment of this
kind. He was nudging several pieces of plutonium toward one another, by tiny
movements, in order to ensure that their total mass .would be large enough to
make a chain reaction; and he was doing it, as experts are tempted to do such
things, with a screwdriver. The screwdriver slipped, the pieces of plutonium
came a fraction too close together and suddenly the instruments everyone was
watching registered a great upsurge of neutrons, which is the sign that a chain
reaction had begun. The assembly was filling the room with
radioactivity. Slotin moved at once; he pulled the pieces of
plutonium apart with his bare hands. This was virtually an act of suicide for it
exposed him to the largest dose of radioactivity. Then he calmly asked his seven
co-workers to mark their precise positions at the time of the accident in order
that the degree of exposure to the radioactivity each one received could be
fixed. Having clone this and alerted the medical service, Slotin
apologized to his companions, and predicted what turned out to be exactly true:
that he thought that he would die and that they would recover. Slotin had
saved the lives of the seven men working with him by cutting to a minimum the
time during which the assembly of plutonium was giving out neutrons and
radioactive rays. He himself died of radiation sickness nine days
later. The setting for his act, the people involved, and the
disaster are scientific, but this is not the reason why I tell Slotin’s story. I
tell it to show that morality shall we call it heroism in this case has the
same anatomy the world over. There are two things that make up morality. One is
the sense that other people matter: the sense of common loyalty, of charity and
tenderness, the sense of human love. The other is a clear judgment of what is at
stake: a cold knowledge, without a trace of deception, of precisely what will
happen to oneself and to others if one plays either the hero or the coward.
This is the highest morality: to combine human love with an unflinching,
scientific judgment. I tell the story of Louis Slotin for
another reason also. He was an atomic physicist who made a different choice from
mine. He was still working on bombs when he died, a year after World War II
ended. The essence of morality is not that we should all act alike but that each
of us should deeply search his own conscience--and should then act steadfastly
as it tells him to do. Slotin did not call the hospital for help until ______.
A.the screwdriver slipped B.a chain reaction began C.he apologized to his co-workers D.he calmly handled the accident