Saturday, April 22, 2017

L. A. Smog is NOT MY FAULT

Yeah, the LA basin is smoggy.  But it’s not our fault.

In 1542, two ships, commissioned by Spain, sailed up the California coast in search of the mythical Seven Cities of Gold and the Strait of Anián (believed to be the Northwest Passage).

The voyage was a failure but they hoped they might discover a coastal route to China. 
 
Nevertheless, commanded by a conquistador named Juan Rodriguez Cabrillo, the voyage brought them to, what is now, San Pedro Bay where they encountered a huge, low hanging haze over the area.  From that voyage, we have the first written observations of the Los Angeles area which they named Baya de Los Fumos, or Bay of the Smoke.

But the region had another name given by the Chumash tribe of Native American Indians who settled here hundreds of years ago.   Los Angeles is basically a large, low basin surrounded by mountains, which is a natural trap for air pollution.

The Chumash people noticed that the smoke from their cooking fires would just hang low throughout the whole basin.  And the characteristic smog was consistent and significant enough to earn the name, which, translated into English, means “Valley Of Smoke.”

The haze was not caused by internal combustion engines, backyard incinerators, or industrial factories.  It was only smoke emanating from the Indian villages.  The smoke would rise into the air and flatten out against an invisible, atmospheric ceiling caused by temperature inversion.

The inversion layer forms when ocean breezes draw cool marine air onshore beneath a mass of warmer air above.  Held in place by the mountains that shelter Los Angeles on the north and east, the cool air then stabilizes, unable to rise through the warm air above. 

So, there you have it, folks.  The EPA, Algore, and all your nature-loving, earth worshiping whackos have been blaming YOU!   The L. A. basin will never be smog free even if you can prevent all the cattle from farting.




1 comment:

Pumice said...

You are obviously a white male warped by your privilege. Either that or someone who can think.

Grace and peace