They really don’t want to kick me out of my home. I’m not worried about being vaporized, as much as I am of being kidnapped. I fear torture and being forced to live as somebody else sees fit much more than being eliminated in the blink of an eye.
Though the thought of seeing a mushroom cloud rising before I get killed does scare the ever-loving crap out of me. It’s more like a few seconds to say “oh no.” Other scenario... many years.
I still recall the debates over SDI. I also remember the fears over the possibility of a Soviet-backed coup in Mexico placing a Soviet client state on our doorstep. However, Reagan did much to back-down the Soviets. Damn, I remember watching the Berlin Wall fall on TV. Crap, I am getting weepy now...