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In my new Carr-Fire reality, I wake up each morning and peer outside to see if my world is still standing. So far, it is, but I’m seeing my world through Carr-Fire smoke-colored glasses that mess with my brain.
Is that fog? Is it going to snow?
Neither fog nor snow. It’s just Carr Fire smoke: Week 2 and counting.
I will not complain. I will not complain. I will not complain.
As I drove down Olive Street yesterday, my mood was darker than the smoke that has blanketed Redding since the Carr Fire erupted more than two weeks ago, when it hijacked our north state and brought with it death and destruction.
Through the haze, I saw a shirtless man ahead, jogging down the street. I couldn’t believe my red, itchy eyes. I was astounded that anyone would run in this horrible smoke, except to escape flames. To my relief, as I drove closer, I saw he was wearing a mask.
I learned that his name is Paul. Obviously, Paul’s a smart man. He wears protection. When he runs.
Paul explained he’d eaten an In-N-Out Burger and a donut, all in the same day. Plus, he hadn’t done jujitsu, so, obviously, he went for a run.
Yes, of course … exactly as you or I would have done under the same circumstances.
No segue, but I have a friend who’s fighting depression because of the Carr Fire. She’s sinking deeply into feelings of sadness and helplessness.
I sent her the photo of Paul to cheer her up. She’s feeling much better now.
When I first encountered Paul, I’d just returned from the post office where I’d worn a mask from my car to the building and back again. I’ve not adapted to the mask. It still feels rather silly to me. As I approached the door, a young woman smiled and said hi. I smiled and said hi, too.
Then it hit me. She couldn’t see that I’d returned her smile.
“I smiled at you,” I said with a laugh. She laughed, too, and said she’d thought so. Maybe my eyes had crinkled and given it away.
I don’t like wearing face masks. I feel like I look old and weak, like an invalid. Besides, masks feel confining and they look goofy. They smear my lipstick when I remove them. Plus, those double elastic straps pull and twist and get tangled in my hair. I could go on and on with the reasons I don’t like face masks, but the No. 1 reason is that they are unattractive.
Even so, when it comes to my health, I force my vanity to shut up and sit down. I’ve had pneumonia, and am prone to bronchitis, so I want to protect my lungs. I don’t want 2018 to be known for me as the year of the Carr Fire, and the year I wrecked my lungs.
Frankly, when I’m out and about in Redding’s smoky air, I’m surprised that the majority of people I see walking around outside do not wear masks, which might be fine for them. Maybe they have no issues to worry about. Maybe they have lungs of steel.
But right now, considering that Shasta and Tehama counties have both issued air-quality warnings, there’s no point taking risks when the air is considered unsafe to breathe, especially for infants and children, and those with compromised immune systems and/or health issues.
According to the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, children are especially vulnerable because their tiny airways aren’t fully developed, but what makes things even more risky for children is that kids actually breathe more air per pound of body weight than we adults do. Also at greater risk are the elderly, and those with respiratory issues and/or heart conditions.
In a perfect world, we could all hop on that high-speed California rail I’ve dreamed of, and we’d be whisked away to someplace where the air was clean, where we could see blue sky again, where we would inhale deeply, without abandon; where this was all a very bad dream, where we’d wake up and everything would be the way it was.
Of course, in an even more perfect world, the Carr Fire wouldn’t have happened in the first place.
The truth is, we now exist in this highly imperfect world as long as we remain under siege of the Carr Fire, where we can’t all leave, where we can’t all stay indoors in air conditioned places every day, all day. The fact is, like it or not, most of us must venture outside for food, or work or business or appointments. And when we do, we have no choice but to breathe this soupy, gray crap that passes for air here in the north state.
I personally believe that more of us should be embracing face masks, for our lungs’ sake. And I’m not just saying that so I’m not the only one looking silly, or that I’m afraid I’m overreacting to the smoke. But my hunch is that embarrassment is what’s keeping most people from wearing masks.
With that in mind, allow me to make my case for face masks:
Men, if you think it’s not macho to wear masks, I have just one word for you: Paul.
Ladies, if you think it’s not sexy or pretty to wear face masks, I have two words for you: Alexis Asbe.
Gentlemen, if you think it’s not debonair to wear face masks, I have four words for you: intrepid reporter Jon Lewis.
I used to be under the mistaken impression that the only time face masks were necessary (other than in medical settings) was when there were obvious chunks of ash in the air, much like that horrifying July 26, when the Carr Fire invaded Redding’s city limits and threatened to annihilate us all. On that night, we remember how the ash swirled around us in a sinister whirling dervish.
But masks are not just for those obviously apocalyptic occasions. It turns out that inhalation of those tiny, ominous particles is what’s the most potentially dangerous, because they contain a deadly chemical cocktail of toxins and compounds, unseen by the naked eye. That microscopic soot — byproducts of smoke from burned forests and structures — can settle deep into the lungs, and even travel into the bloodstream. This can result in difficulty breathing, as well as bronchitis, pneumonia and worse.
Have you noticed that north state women are starting to sound like Lauren Bacall, and the men are sounding like the Godfather? Have you noticed people coughing, and complaining of sore throats? Smoke is the culprit.
When I’m talking about masks, I don’t mean the one-strap paper masks, or surgical masks that hook around your ears. I’m talking a mask that’s classified as N95 or N100, such as woodworkers wear. Yes, those masks are more expensive, but you can buy them in boxes of 12 – think a family-and-friends pack – and then the price breaks down to less than $3 a mask, rather than the $6 -$7 each if you bought them individually.
If you’re somewhere and someone is giving away those masks for free, don’t be bashful, take some. If you’re looking for the perfect hostess gift, bring some.
Health considerations aside, there are many unexpected benefits to wearing face masks. For example, face masks eliminate the need to wear makeup. How liberating is that?
Second, those elastic bands can create that sexy, messy-hair-I-don’t-care look.
Of course, while I’m driving inside my air-conditioned car, I pull the mask down, which leaves a perfect little receptacle for all kinds of things, like a Sharpie, some hand lotion, and some mini M&Ms.
So, suit yourself if you shun the protection of a face mask for the sake of your health. It’s a personal choice. But I’ve given it a great deal of thought, and have come up with 18 more awesome reasons that just might convince you that it’s better to live with face masks, than without them.
Doni’s 2018 Top 18 Face-Mask Benefits
18. Bad breath? No problem.
17. Cough, yawn or sneeze with abandon. Your mouth is covered. Look ma, no hands!
16. You can stick out your tongue at someone and they’ll never be the wiser.
15. It’s an effective weight-loss plan. No eating. No drinking.
14. It helps with that smoking-cessation plan. Try smoking with a mask on and you’ll light your face on fire. Besides, with Carr-Fire’s poor air quality, we all get plenty of second-hand smoke. Think of the money you’ll save not buying cigarettes (or whatever). More money for face masks!
13. You can walk into your bank wearing a mask and nobody will care or call security. (Credit: Claudia Powers Hasting.)
12. Snap! Your likeness is captured by a photo-enforced red light camera? Or was it? Prove it! (Credit: Jeff Gore.)
11. They’re perfect for playing poker, or telling white lies. You look awesome in those white leggings
10. Insecure about your smile? Relax. Nothing to see here, folks.
9. Shoulder pads could make a comeback.
8. No more catching or giving summer colds.
7. Impromptu slingshot.
5. Do you see someone in public you’d rather not deal with? Instant disguise. Keep on walking.
4. Sneak candy into movie theaters.
3. Hands-free airsickness bag.
2. Bad first date? No problem. I’d kiss you, but you know, I’ve got the mask …
1. Paul might let you join him for a run.
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