When the earth began to rumble and mongrel dogs to moan in little Tonoyama-machi, suburb of Osaka, one bright afternoon last week, experienced citizens ran from their huts and houses crying "Jishin! Jishin!" (earthquake). But out in the streets they found their guess not horrible enough. The air was filled with a noise louder than thunder, with a light brighter than the sun, with flying bits of steel and brick far more deadly than the debris which falls during earthquakes. The people knew that the earthquake was manmade, and that its epicentre...
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