Some Chemistry and Physics of Explosives and Fireworks

Abstract

There is a certain fearful thrilling satisfaction in loud bangs. I know many otherwise apparently quite respectable people who are members of the League of Nations Union, opposed to war under any pretext, and who certainly are opposed to the use of firearms for any purpose, who take the opportunity of the approach of Guy Fawkes' Day or of Empire Day, or of some suitably authenticated fireworks day to purchase crackers for their children, which they proceed to let off for the pleasure and gratification - of those children. Children are a blessing. Few men would have the courage to give way to their desire for making loud bangs on the back lawn, or illegally in the streets, without being able to hide, metaphorically, behind the skirts or pants of the little ones. But when father brings home a mixed box of Chinese bombs, big bungers, jumping jacks, tom-thumbs, flower-pots, Roman candles and Catherine wheels, mother knows quite well who is going to get the most fun out of letting them off.