TABLE OF CONTENTS Shortly after World War Two, an ultra-secret team of nuclear physicists were conducting tests in an equally secret laboratory. Among them were both promoters of, and opponents to the development or use of the both famed and infamous Atomic bomb that had recently ended the war.
All had agreed to lay aside their hostilities toward each other and work toward their now common goal of discovering why tests and/or actual use of the bomb hadn t split the globe. Mountains of data in a myriad of forms from cocktail napkins to tattoos to volumes of gibberish had to be hand-sorted and was maddeningly slow. Items cataloged that took months at the time would take mere seconds with the modern computers of current times.
The miracle that saved the project from almost certain failure materialized in the form of a hand-written memo (on a scrap of toilet tissue) that had been tossed and was lying crumpled in a wad within inches of File #13. Foot worn and torn, the salvation memo was retrieved a few days later and was about to make a final pass at the basket when the alert and zealous young holder took a closer look. Hey guys! This could be it !
That same term had been heard so many times in the past many months that no one appeared to notice; not even an eyebrow was raised. But the excited junior member of the team persisted: no protons, no electrons, Atomic number of zero
