Strongly reminiscent of "Judgement Day" by L. Sprague de Camp.
(this is actually more likely to be the answer)
In this one, the scientist muses about his life and how everyone was always mean to him, and then decides to release the research about how to cause iron to explode atomically anyway.
It took me a long time to decide whether to let the earth live. Some might think this was an easy decision. Well, it was and it wasn't. I wanted one thing, while the mores of my culture said to do the other.
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My chain reaction uses iron, the last thing that would normally be employed in such a series. It's at the bottom of the atomic energy curve. Anything else can be made into iron with a release of energy, while it take energy to make iron into anything else.
Really, the energy doesn't come from the iron, but from the ... the other elements in the reaction. But the iron is necessary. It is not exactly a catalyst, as it is transmuted and then turned back to the iron again, whereas a true catalyst remains unchanged. But the effect is the same. With iron so common in the crust of the earth, it should be possible to blow the entire crust off with one big poof.
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If I write up the chain reactions, the news will probably get out. No amount of security regulations will stop people from talking about the impending end of the world. Once having done so, the knowledge will probably cause the blowing up of the earth -- not right away, but in a decade or two. I shall probably not live to see it, but it wouldn't displease me if it did go off in my lifetime. It would not deprive me of much.
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That decided me. There is one way I can be happy during my remaining years, and that is by the knowledge that all these bullies will get their some day. I hate them. I hate them. I hate everybody. I want to kill mankind. I'd kill them by slow torture if I could. If I can't, blowing up the earth will do. I shall write my report.