Living In A Hermetically Sealed World, by Mike Gold – Braniac on Banjo #277 | MDWorld
June 4, 2012 Mike Gold 3 Comments
I listen to news radio a lot. Despite this I am not a flamingly paranoid person, and that’s starting to make me concerned.
Lately CBS radio has been on this “everything is going to infect you and you are going to die” kick. Then they try to sell me a credit-fixing scheme. That conundrum aside… I was recently informed that when I take my underwear out of the washing machine, it has gifted my Maytag with a half million e-coli bacteria. These little monsters will infect whatever I next put into the machine, so I damn well better watch my ass.
Holy Odin’s Eyepatch, every day it’s something new. For the past several years, you cannot go into or out of a supermarket, a public washroom, or a big box megastore without sashaying past several Purell stations. Of course you don’t have to use that stuff, you filthy pig, but there’s got to be a reason why Sam Wall’s children are giving it away. They need you alive.
If you happen to be a Baby Boomer, you might recall the good old days when we burned incense. This was often to mask the enduring odor of marijuana, but it was used in certain mystical rights and, come to think of it, certain top-shelf religious organizations have used incense in their worship services for centuries. That’s groovy. Do you know what that soul-and-dope cleansing concoction is often made with?
Shit. Cow, horse, moose (it comes in easy-to-process pellets)… it’s natural. So if you’re worried about e coli and microscopic fecal grease balls on your clothing and bedding, you might want to pass on that next Catholic Mass or Hare Krishna ceremony.
And whatever you do, do not blink. Doctor Who fans gave up on this a couple years ago, but for the rest of you: you are killing us. It’s as if you are blowing your cigarette smoke straight into a baby’s face. Your eyelashes are home to millions of bacteria and mites and every time you blink you are infecting helpless humans who don’t even have the option of sitting in a “no-blinking zone.” Google around; you’re supposed to wash your eyeholes twice a day!
Do you want to know what’s growing all over your skin – and is constantly and continuously shedding into our environment? No, you do not!
All this information – fecal material disgorged from our toilets and glomming onto our toothbrushes, bacteria colonies living on our doorknobs, strange and possibly dangerous chemicals lining our product containers, meat fillers with names so bad they can’t be good for you – what do we do with it? We lacquer ourselves up with hand and body sanitizers, we exfoliate like Bill O’Reilly in heat, we put anti-bacterials in our laundry and soon we’ll be shooting anti-bacterials up our noses… and I’m not kidding.
How the hell did we ever survive as a species from the time we crawled out of the sea until June 4, 2012? Well, here’s a bulletin for you. We’ve made it this far, and we’ve been doing okay simply taking reasonable precautions like washing your hands and using clean stuff instead of dirty stuff.
Our bodies adapt. We create our own defenses naturally. If we aren’t exposed to most of the bacteria that we were exposed to back in the dark ages of the 1990s, we won’t develop immunities to them. If you don’t let your kids ever catch a cold, they won’t develop those natural defenses. Someday a common cold will kill our over-Purelled children.
Go read H. G. Wells’ War of the Worlds. Humanity survived because the invading Martians had no natural immunity to bacteria and… they… simply… died. War of the Worlds was published in 1898. H. G. Wells died in 1946, a month short of 80. That’s a good run even by today’s standards.
H. G. Wells was one smart dude.
Immediately after rolling around naked in the sewer, Mike Gold performs the weekly two-hour Weird Sounds Inside The Gold Mind ass-kicking rock, blues and blather radio show on The Point, www.getthepointradio.com , every Sunday at 7:00 PM Eastern, replayed three times during the week (check the website above for times) and available On Demand at the same place, so listen to it already! He also joins Martha Thomases and Michael Davis as a weekly columnist at www.comicmix.com, where he pontificates on matters of four-color.
Reg
June 4, 2012 - 10:33 am
Intelligently designed we are.
😉
The Mikemeister said…”Someday a common cold will kill our over-Purelled children.”
Truer words were never spoken, man.
George Haberberger
June 4, 2012 - 1:11 pm
I grew up on a farm. My father raised hogs. I had to feed them and shovel out the barn.
I am damn near invulnerable.
R. Maheras
June 4, 2012 - 2:00 pm
When I was a kid, I remember once eating some dirt. Why? because it was there, I guess. I also played with a big jar of mercury we found in the basement. I used to knaw on the windowsill as a kid — a windowsill that was no doubt painted with lead paint. I also used to play in the coal bins of our apartment building, climb every tree and building in the neighborhood, hide in garbage cans while playing hide-and-seek (the square concrete ones with the hinged doors were the best), played in the dirt and mud, played baseball in the alley or on the street, and overall found a million ways to get dirty, scraped-up, or cut. The icing on the cake? I chewed my nails to nubs.
I still can’t figure out why I never died from flesh-eating bacteria, lockjaw, e-coli, chemical poisoning or whatever. I certainly had to have been exposed to such bad stuff.
The fact that I’ve also never had any allergies could be a result of my early exposure to, well, damn near everything as a kid.
Rick Oliver
June 4, 2012 - 2:08 pm
IMO, antibiotics in animal feed are a much bigger problem than antibacterial products. We’re breeding antibiotic-resistant super bugs.
Vinnie Bartilucci
June 4, 2012 - 2:14 pm
George Carlin had it right He’d talk about swimming in the East River, “A river of shit”, which tempered him against anything nature could throw at him.
Indeed, it’s believed that the crazy things kids are allergic to (like The Kid and peanuts) are because we’re so clean now, our powerful immune systems have nothing to battle, so it picks fights with milk and peanuts.
Mike Gold
June 4, 2012 - 2:18 pm
Russ, I think I grew up just a couple miles northeast of you, in Albany Park. I had the exact same experiences — including the mercury thing. I loved playing with mercury. If I get a fatal disease, between the time I get that diagnosis and the time I pick up a rifle and start crossing evildoers off the list I’ve been keeping all these years, I’m buying me a bottle of mercury. And, I dunno, start shooting smack or something.
I also played in the mound of freshly-delivered coal from time to time. Given that my parents (and everybody else over 11 years old) smoked, I’m kind of amazed I survived that.
R. Maheras
June 4, 2012 - 2:31 pm
Oh, yeah! The smoking!
Every adult smoked back then. Even pregnant women smoked and drank. It was brutal inside a car during the winter months. I remember working with my Uncle Ang for a few months. He was a donut truck driver and he chain-smoked unfiltered Camels. I’d hang out the half-open side door gasping for air, it was so bad. I wonder if the smoke affected the taste of the donuts — not that anyone back then would notice.
Mike Gold
June 4, 2012 - 2:42 pm
Rick, I think that’s cuz Pureil works for bacteria as well. I mean, if it kills OUR germs, why wouldn’t it kill theirs?
Mike Gold
June 4, 2012 - 2:45 pm
Vinnie, when I first visited New York City, in 1968, the Hudson River was so filthy I could walk to New Jersey. Which wasn’t a bad thing, as Palisades Park was still open.
After lots of effort and a lot of hard work from Pete Seeger and Arlo Guthrie and friends, today the Hudson is so clean you can land airplanes in it!
Mike Gold
June 4, 2012 - 3:03 pm
Russ, I realize we had millions more taste buds when we’re kids than when we’re tired old fucks, but I think I can make a convincing argument that cigarette smoke enhances the taste of donuts. This would explain a lot of my childhood.
Yeah, I’m amazed that our generation was the first to turn our backs on tobacco. Boomers grew up in a perpetual cloud of cigarette smoke, and adults rarely thought of even cracking a window. You’re right about winter driving; in fact, I now appreciate the fact that very very few cars were air conditioned until around the early 70s.
Wait a minute. There were DONUT TRUCKS? My mind reels…
R. Maheras
June 4, 2012 - 4:31 pm
Mike — It was a donut delivery truck that delivered fresh donuts to various places. I had to get up at some ungodly hour of the morning and help my uncle load the truck for his daily route, and then go with him to make deliveries.
My uncle was a big guy (too many donuts, perhaps?), so I did all of the running around for him.
Reg
June 4, 2012 - 5:40 pm
Rick said…”IMO, antibiotics in animal feed are a much bigger problem than antibacterial products. We’re breeding antibiotic-resistant super bugs”
And THAT, mon frere is the BIG shoe that’s waiting to drop. And when it does, it’s gonna be loud and bad.
Mike Gold
June 4, 2012 - 6:43 pm
The crap we spray on veggies and in the soil ain’t no help, neither.
That’s what I don’t get about capitalism. Killing the consumer for short-term profit. Makes no sense to me. And who was it who started the evil, anti-American EPA?
Mike Gold
June 4, 2012 - 6:44 pm
I’m getting me a donut truck.
Reg
June 4, 2012 - 7:21 pm
Mike…I actually self censored my earlier post by excising my comment/opinion that the root of the problem is financial greed, rampant over consumption, and criminal short sightedness by the exploiters.
Great minds, etc.
Rick Oliver
June 4, 2012 - 8:40 pm
The rise of publicly traded companies and the emphasis on stock price over dividends has made corporations more short-sighted than ever. The biggest stock holders are the people running the companies, and they’re primarily interested in driving up the short-term value of the stock so they can sell out and move on. So they cut corners (and employee head count) wherever they can, because they really don’t care about the long-term value of the company.
Doug Abramson
June 4, 2012 - 9:51 pm
Mike,
Since nobody answered your question, that well known commie Richard Millhouse Nixon started that anti-American organization. As for the smoking, I was born after the Baby Boom and I can remember being surrounded by smokers and ash trays even at home and neither of my parents ever smoked. I do not miss those days at all.
mike weber
June 5, 2012 - 6:23 am
Cars in winter – heh.
My Dad went through a cigar-smoking period.
Mike Gold
June 5, 2012 - 6:34 am
Cigars. Yeah, back in the day most mid-range restaurants in my neighborhood sold cigars at the cash register, and a lot of ’em had these massive walk-in humidors. Ergo, patrons were hardly dissuaded from burning these mouth-phalluses while dining. And I was hardly dissuaded from puking at the stench of those wonderful El Ropos.
Still, I was a big Ernie Kovacs fan (still am). Life’s full of little contradictions.
Last time I remember enjoying the smell of a neighboring diner’s lack of consideration, I was having a late dinner with my girl friend and was about to say something to the somewhat elderly gentlemen. My date beat me to it. She virtually ripped the guy’s head off. I doubt he ever smoked cigars in public again.
Whitney
June 7, 2012 - 9:24 pm
Golden Boy –
As it’s been said, a nightclub is a daycare that serves liquor. As such, we go through a TON of hand sanitizer.
Bu sometimes, it’s because people drink it.