“The AEC is my shepherd: I shall not live. (AEC- the Atomic Energy Commission)
It maketh me to lie down in radiant pastures; it leadeth
me beside deathly waters.
It destroyeth my bones; it leadeth me in the path of
frightfulness for its name’s sake.
Yet, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of
death, I will hear no evil; for thou art with me; thy
bomb and thy SAC, they comfort me.
Thou preparest a fable before me in the presence of mine
enemies; thou anointest thy words with oil; my cup
runneth over.
Surely, strontium and fallout shall follow me all the days
of my life; and I will dwell in the house of the
AEC–but hardly forever.”

by Lester Del Rey

Can be found in “A Stress Analysis of a Strapless Evening Gown: Essays for a Scientific Age“, edited by Robert A. Baker