XPost: misc.health.alternative, alt.psychology   
   From: myfirstname@ratbags.com   
      
   The One True Zhen Jue wrote:   
      
   >On Oct 18, 3:41 pm, dank wrote:   
   >> ªºª rrock wrote...   
   >> >Someone else wrote...   
   >> >> You still don't get it. It's not that I consider some smells to be   
   >> >> unpleasant; it's that the chenicals behind some smells make me sick.   
   >>   
   >> > Nobody is forcing you to smell them, though, correct? It's like you saying   
   >> > that the guy on the street corner should be banned from ranting that the   
   >> > world is coming to an end simply because you can't tolerate listening to   
   >> > him.   
   >>   
   >> But they are forcing me to smell them. I just got back from Target and   
   >> was overwhelmed by fumes on the soap aisle as I looked for my favorite   
   >> brand of unscented soap (which they didn't carry). One female co-worker   
   >> knew I disliked fragrance and insisted on applying perfume in front of   
   >> me. She was especially obnoxious, closing the windows on nice days and   
   >> proceeding to spray air odorizer to "freshen" the air and make me gag.   
   >   
   >You must be a lot of fun during the allergy season. How dare we allow   
   >people to grow pine trees in their yards when some people are allergic   
   >to pine pollen?   
      
   I've got a cootamundra wattle in my front yard. When it goes into   
   flower GSK and Pfizer ramp up antihistamine production and appoint   
   someone to be my account manager for three months.   
      
   But wait a minute. It can't be the wattle, because that's natural and   
   God wouldn't have created anything which could harm humans. It must be   
   the increased tar fumes from the road as the weather warms up in   
   spring, or the fertilizer that the neighbours start using on their   
   lawns, or the man at No 63 who always takes his annual vacation at   
   that time and paints his house, or latex fumes from abandoned condoms   
   in the bushland across the road (the warmer weather encourages the   
   kids in the high school on the other side of the bush), or the   
   artificial "horses' birthday" on August 1 (they have a big party at   
   nearby Rosehill Gardens racecourse and you can smell the champagne a   
   mile away), or the start of a new semester at the Parramatta campus of   
   the University of Western Sydney (think of all those whiteboard   
   markers), or ...   
      
   This year it was advertisements on television for Mariah Carey's new   
   perfume. So powerful that even thinking about it made me sick. Oops, I   
   forgot that thinking can't make you sick so I must have been using   
   hyperbole there.   
      
   >   
   >>   
   >> Assuming the chemicals in artificial fragrances are safe, is it polite   
   >> to force others to smell them against their will? Maybe I should go   
   >> around farting in people's faces, and dismissing their objections on   
   >> the grounds that farts are harmless. Maybe I should apply a natural   
   >> cologne made of essence of garlic and cat urine and then tell my   
   >> co-workers they should seek psychiatric treatment when they complain.   
   >   
   >This is precisely the type of passive aggression typical of this   
   >somatization disorder. Why do unto others what you find offensive   
   >when done to you? More to the point, how many of your workers would   
   >complain of permanent physical injury and hyper-sensitivity after   
   >smelling your flatulence (which I only have to read) or your cat's   
   >urine? Probably Zero. But hey, if it makes you happy (and its ALL   
   >about YOU, after all), go ahead and see if you can keep a job by   
   >farting and wearing cat urine.   
   >   
   >   
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