I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed:
And on the pedestal these words appear:
“My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!”
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.
Percy Bysshe Shelley, 1819 edition
This is the companion link to Hobo Nickels n.4. Below is the complete 1983 Sandia Labs document. It’s huge, but the parts referenced in issue 4 mostly follow page 99 for those interested in looking further into it. You can also learn a bit more about how the radioactive material is stored here. (archive)
