Cherry Picking

June 14th, 2009

For the last several years, on one Saturday in June, it’s been a ritual for my wife and I to take the drive up to Leona Valley in southern California to pick cherries.  Because of the dry winter, the picking season started a bit later this year.  But the pickin’s were still pretty good.

Although several new cherry tree farms have popped up in the Leona Valley since we first started our annual excursion, we’ve stayed with the place where we picked our first several buckets: Northside Cherries.   Maybe, the other places are cheaper.  Maybe, their cherries are larger or tastier.  For sure, a few of them our slightly closer to home.   But who cares?  We’re satisified enough with Northside Cherries so there is no reason to shop around.  

Northside has a large grove of different types of trees on a hillside.  They’ve got bings, tartarians and rainiers.     The people that run the place are friendly and helpful, and love to see their customers come back year after year.  They give you little buckets and send you on your way to pick as many as you want for $3/ pound.   Delicious cherries and very fair prices, especially if you enjoy rainiers.  Of course, every cherry tree is not the same, and part of the fun is conducting ongoing taste tests as you lock into the trees with the plumpest and sweetest cherries. 

I think the first time we went, my wife put almost as many cherries in her tummy as she put in the picking buckets.  Yesterday, she said she thought she gained about 3 pounds while grazing on the hillside.    It’s a  good thing they don’t weigh you going in and out! 

She told me to go for the rainiers, which I did.  But I prefer bings so I picked a half bucket of the sweet reds to go with a bucket and a half of rainiers.  My wife and my son each picked about a third to a half of a bucket of rainiers.  Although I was admonmished later that I should have focused on quality rather than quantity, I did not see her discarding too many of the cherries that I picked.

In total, we picked about 14 pounds of cherries yesterday.  My son took a pound to give to his girlfriend.   My wife will eat most of the rest.   Me?  I usually only eat cherries while I am picking them.  That’s when they taste the absolute best.

Mike Lee   www.BeedoSafety.com

Something’s Foul in the NBA

June 14th, 2009

It does not matter which team you are rooting for, I think that everyone agrees that the refereeing in the NBA playoffs has been pretty foul this year.

Lost in the translation has been whether an act is a foul, a flagrant one foul, a flagrant two foul, or just incidental basketball contact. And was that a question, a passing comment, trash talking or a technical foul? The only thing consistent has been the inconsistency of it all.

For now, let’s put aside the missed goaltending calls, the missed travelling calls, the missed player’s stepping out of bounds, and the missed decisions on knocked the ball out of bounds. It’s not that thes are rare errors. Heck, there’s probaly at least a dozen bad / missed calls that fall into these categories every game. It’s just that the foul situation is particularly perplexing. And every foul called or not called not only has an immediate effect on a game, but also a possible cumulative impact on the overall outcome.

In the closing seconds of game 4, with the game no longer in doubt, the Lakers got the ball and pushed it up the court and flipped it to Paul Gasol who was waiting for it under the basket.   Much to the disgust of Mickael Pietrus, Gasol decided to dunk the ball. So Pietrus rushed at him with both fists clenched and gave him a sharp double forearm punch in the back.     A cheap play, meted out as punishment against a player for scoring when there was no reason to do so.

He was not playing the ball.  He was not attempting to stop the shot.  He was just looking to inflict some physical harm, and pretty much said so in the verbal confrontation with Gasol when the play was over.  The ref’s called a flagrant one foul on the play, but it was clear this would probably be upgraded to a flagrant two foul with Pietrus suspended for game 6 when the league office took a look at the replay.

Of course, what is obvious to a fan is not so obvious to Stu Jackson.  He deemed that no further action was warranted against Pietrus.  Huh?

In his explanation, Stu Jackson said, “”What I saw Pietrus do was slightly wind up, make contact with Gasol with both of his arms in Gasol’s back.  A flagrant foul-penalty two for excessive contact or more severe contact typically results in a more physical outcome for the offended player.  Sometimes they involve injury. But this particular foul did not fall into that category of excessive. A reasonable person could argue that it approached that, but given past flagrant fouls that we’ve reviewed, we — or I — felt that it fell in the category of a flagrant foul-penalty one.”

Ok, let me get this straight.  Because Gasol is tall and was able to grab onto the rim to protect himself from injury, it was ok what Pietrus did.  But if Gasol slipped and fell and suffered a career ending injury, then the foul might have been upgraded?   Unlike normal society, the calls have nothing to do with the act itself and the intent of the act?  So small guys can punch big guys all they want because the big guys won’t feel it so much, but big guys better not lay a finger on on the smaller players, or else?    Hmmm.   I wondered whether Stu Jackson was bullied when he was a kid.

Mike Lee   www.BeedoSafety.com

Elastic Man

June 14th, 2009

He’s never been an All star, but Lamar Odom is one of those background NBA players who can really take over a game when he puts his mind to it. He’s not Superman. He’s not Flash. He’s the Elastic Man.

When he played for the Clippers, I disliked Lamar Odom. Part of that was probably because he came to the NBA from the University of Rhode Island where he played for Jim Harrick. And Jim Harrick had previously been at my cherished UCLA. Harrick led the Bruins to a national championship in 1995, but he quickly fell out of favor for in-game coaching blunders, and very few of the Bruin faithful were said to see him go.

The second part of my feeling against Lamar was because he played for the Clippers. I’m a Lakers guy, and several years ago, it was difficult to even tolerate the Clippers. So Lamar had two strikes of guilt-by-association going against hiim. And when he was spotlighted on the NBA radar for repeated violations of the anti-drug policy (which led to a suspension in 2001), he really fell from grace.  Now that didn’t mean I didn’t see his potential as a player; he just wasn’t a person I would ever put on my Christmas card list.

When he joined the Lakers in 2004, I had very mixed feelings.  Certainly, Shaq had to be dealt somewhere because his antics had grown old.  But it didn’t seem as if Miami had given us enough in return.  While I still think we should have held out for Dwayne Wade to be packaged in the trade, I eventually got over it. This was despite the fact that the Lakers would not play up to championship form over the next several years.

After the first month of the 2004-2005 season, as I was enjoying one of my Wednesday dinners with my youngest son, I took a bold step in a different direction. I proclaimed Lamar Odom as one of the most athletes in the NBA. He has length, agility, quickness, touch, and a feel for the game. He can drive, shash and score, rebound, shoot from outside, pass and defend. He’s a great team player, but his weakness is probably his unselfishness. And after watching him for a month in a Lakers uniform, I came not only to recognize and appreciate his skills more, but I came to like him as a person.

By all accounts, Lamar is a nice guy. It’s one thing to hear players and sports reporters say it, but it’s also something that’s easy to see yourself. In an interview, Lamar speaks honestly, openly and from his heart, with no worries about political correctness, and no need to spew forth cliches. It’s refreshing to hear a player acknowledge when he’s not playing well and what he needs to do to improve, just as it is appreciated when he recognizes the contributions of other players, whether they be teammates or opponents. He’s humble and polite. And he remembers his upbringing everyday by writing the initials of his grandmother (who raised him) and his infant son Jayden who died in June 2006.

He’s had a tough life, and a checkered career with flashes of greatness, but he always bounces back. When he feels the passion, feels the joy, he is truly unstoppable. His wingspan is far greater than normal for a person of his size, and sometimes it seems like his arms keep going and going and going as he stretches out to snare a rebound or push the ball to the basket. He bends, but doesn’t break. He’s the Elastic Man.

Of course, with his sweet tooth, Lamar might prefer to be called the Taffy Man.

Mike Lee   www.BeedoSafety.com

The Death of the CD?

June 14th, 2009

Last night, I watched a story on story on the late evening news about the closure of Virgin Records’ last two stores, and the inevitable, impending death of the CD.  Huh?

One person who was interviewed compared the CD of today to the 8-Track tape for his generation.  He asserted it is outdated and is becoming less necessary.  In my mind, that’s a stretch.   The 8-track tape was a brief blip in the history of time, a tangent from cassette tapes, in between phonograph records and CD’s.

Certainly, it’s been a trend for the music only stores across the country to shutter up.  But I always considered that to be a fallout from places like Walmart and Best Buy tightening the competition with lower prices and a wider selection of products.   I gave less credit to the online music services siphoning sales from the brick and mortar establishments.  Of course, music downloads continue to grow in popularity, and I hear that Apples I-Tunes store now has a 20% market share of all music sold.  That’s a fat number.  But the fatter number is still hard CD’s.

I have never Napstered.  My kids did, somewhat to my disapproval.  But as a person who creates things, I’ve always been respecful of copyrights.  I don’t believe in downloading something of value and not paying for it.  And the second reason for my slowness to accept music downloading as THE way is that I like to have the physical item in hand.  I want the CD to play in my car, on my stereo at home, and to have as a permanent source of pleasure.   Why download songs and be faced with the loss if  the  computer hard drive ever crashes and dies?

A couple of years ago, I bought an IPOD Touch when it was on sale.  I spent many long hours copying the favorite part of my large CD collection onto the computer and then transferring the music onto the IPOD.  And then I started the time consuming task of digitizing my old record albums over to my computer in order to get them on my IPOD, too.  That was a lot of work, and I really didn’t make much of a dent in the project when I decided to buy a download selected songs from some of those albums.  Sure, I had to pay again  for music I already owned, but it saved me some time.  And I don’t have a lot of that to spend on tedious chores.

Despite my entry into music downloads, I did not see the end of the CD coming.  I guess it is inevitable at some point, but I suspect that milestone is a longer way off than some news stories would want you to believe.   And even though I bought my first (and 2nd, 3rd, and 4th) e-book in the past week, but I don’t see the death of the printed page on the near horizon either.  For books, anyway, that’s farther into this century than the life of printed newspapers. 

Newspapers are bound to fade more quickly than CD’s.  There are two reasons for that.  First, news is ever changing, and online reporting is so much more timely.  CD’s on the other hand present music that the artists hope will be long-lasting.   And for the listener, if you like the music, you want (need) for it to stay the same for the hundreds of times you might play it over and over.  And the CD is a vehicle of permanence.  

It’s also costly to assemble, print and distribute hard copy newspapers.  They need big machines in large buildings with lots of people.   And if they are delivered wet to the subscriber, they need to be delivered again.   CD’s can be produced much more economically, and are also the sort of item that theoretically could be produced on demand in any store.   And although they might eventually be replaced by the expanded capacity of DVD’s, I think the basic concept of a digital disk will continue to be a viable storage and delivery vehicle for music for many years to come.

Mike Lee   www.BeedoSafety.com

How I Became a Computer Geek

June 14th, 2009

Although I am largely self-taught, I consider myself pretty computer literate.   How I got into the world of technology is a bit off the beaten path. 

In 1976, I was working for a large corporation doing something that simply wasn’t enough of a challenge, and toiling for a supervisor who was a bit of a priss.  I was an excellent employee and got along well with all of my coworkers; it’s just that my direct supervisor and I had a sharp personality clash from day one.   It steadily reached the point of no return; it was clear someone had to go.  Just when I felt I had enough, the overall manager of the department suggested I apply for a job that was posted in the company’s internal job bulletin.   

It was a position as a Special Project Assistant in a division that was charged with the responsibility of automating the paper based accounting systems at corporate offices around the US.    The job was being created in the newly formed unit to assist with the computer conversions, and also teach employees in the different offices how to use the new systems and data entry equipment.  It was a 3 grade promotion over my current level so it would be tough to get.  Of course, I knew nothing about computers at that time, but I filled out an application anyway, citing my “magical dexterous fingers” as an asset to work with the computers being deployed. 

To my surprise and delight, they called me in for an interview, even though they had already decided (before the job was even posted) who was going to get it.  But in crossing all of their t’s and dotting all of their i’s, they had to consider other candidates as a formality.  I got on the short interview list because they wanted to see what kind of person would put “magical dexterous fingers” on a job application.

Well, I made enough of an impression in the interview that I stole the job away from the intended hire. And did so well in the new job that I was promoted to a corporate officer level position 4 grades higher just 4 months later.  And with that, I continued to rise up the corporate ladder in the systems world over the next 20+ years.   By the time I left the corporate world in 2000, I had been a technology manager for several years for a Fortune 500 corporation, responsible for system budgets in the tens of millions of dollars. 

Over the years, I’ve run the gamut of creating the leading edge, living on the leading edge, and being a late adopter with regards to technology. In my early days of tweaking, I bought and took apart and hardware modified the Radio Shack Color Computer and computers from Commodore and Amiga to make them more powerful.  I also dabbled in machine language programming to make a rudimentary computer graphics game on my first computer.

I’ve always been interested in new software, hardware and technologies and related gadgets in both my business career and my personal life since the mid-1970’s.  But over the last few years, I became less linked in.  With the demands of establishing a stable sales business in the safety industry, I’ve had less time to devote to some of the emerging opportunities.  I’m still considered a geek by many, but not as much a mainstream one as I used to be. In the younger generation, it’s actually fashionable to be a geek nowadays.  But it’s also good to see older people (like my parents) become adept at computers, too.

I will probably never get back to the techno-level where I used to be, especially since my wife watches my gadget spending closely.But it’s been an interesting  journey so far anyway.

Mike Lee   www.BeedoSafety.com

The Saugus Swap Meet

June 13th, 2009

[This entry was originally posted on the valleynews.com blog in August 2006.]

Contributed by: Mike Lee   on 8/27/2006
Since August 2001, we’ve rented a space on Sundays at the Saugus Swap Meet (AKA Santa Clarita Open Air Market). Contrary to what some people think, swap meets don’t just sell “junk” or used items; you can always find an eclectic blend of merchandise for all tastes. From antiques, collectibles and “garage sale” fodder, to close-out merchandise, custom services, new products and even brand name items, you’ll find both variety and value. Some of the vendors are people trying to clean out their attics, closets and garages or sell extra stuff from time to time, some do it on weekends to supplement their income, some vendors sell at different swap meets every day of the week, and some vendors (like us) offer it as an additional sales conduit to a full business. At the Saugus swap meet, starting in September, they’ll also have an independent appraiser on hand on the first of every month to value your antiques.
I have to admit that I am not a morning person, so awakening before dawn for the weekly swap meet does make me grouchy. And it’s now been five years that we’ve been doing the Saugus Swap Meet. So there’s been a lot of grouchiness. Other vendors frequently comment to us on the amount of effort that goes into setting up our space every week, and wonder why we go through all of that trouble. Truth is, it’s probably even more strenuous than they imagine. But as tiring as it is to drag myself out of bed every Sunday morning (even before the newspaper is delivered), I’ve come to realize how important an activity it is for my partner / fiance. And it goes well beyond the pocket change we make there.

That first Sunday several years ago was a very hot day, and a lot of hard work went into preparing the work gloves and other items we took to sell. We’d already been selling on a wholesale basis to distributors for about a year before that, but this was our first exposure to “retail”. Unfortunately, our grand expectations slowly began to dissipate through the long day, with every drop of perspiration that dripped from my forehead. To our disappointment, it was a relatively slow day for sales. Although the final tally was helped out by a late sale just before we’d finished packing up my SUV, it wasn’t enough to entice me to ever want to return. But my partner was not so quick to give up on it. And what I initially figured would probably be a one-time activity has grown into a much bigger production.

We’ve now got two spaces in a prime location on the main aisle near the food court and the live band. And every Sunday morning, we empty out a 22 foot box truck and build a little store with a wide selection of items which we sell at extremely competitive prices. We have many repeat, regular customers, and that helps us “survive” there even when overall business is down for most vendors. Of course, our primary business is still on a wholesale basis to distributors out of state, but the swap meet has given us excellent contacts that have helped us acquire new local business, too. But it’s the pure people relationships, I think, that mean more.

For the last couple of years, my partner’s sister has been around to help on Sundays, and that’s made it easier on me. I have generally gone to the swap meet in the morning to help set-up and then departed to the office or back home to do some work for awhile, before returning at the end of the day to help pack up. Sometimes, however, I stay for the whole day, like I did today. And it’s on days like today that I can truly see what my partner Jesse (also known as “the glove lady”) gets out of it.

We have dozens and dozens of regular customers that we know by name, as well as what they buy. My partner Jesse greets everyone with a friendly wave, smile, hello and a hug, and sometimes even a kiss on the cheek. We talk about their families, their work, local restaurants and what not. We exchange emails with them. We give them cards on Father’s Day and Christmas. We give them special discounts or bonus items, sometimes little gifts to pass onto their loved ones,.and gift bags of cookies that Jesse has baked. I know many of these customers, but the number that I know is far dwarfed by the number of friendships Jesse has built over the years.

All throughout the day today, every few minutes or so, a different customer or one of the security staff stopped in to say hello. Some I knew (like Bill, Jeannette, Dennis and Earl), but most were new faces to me. But Jesse knew them all, asking about their kids in college or high school, their new car, their househunting, their new girlfriend, their grandchild, their wife’s illness, etc. And it made me truly understand that it’s not just a swap meet; it’s a place where friends meet.

I suspect that when you go into a big box store to buy gloves and eyewear and other items, you’re not greeted at the door by a friendly face who gives you her full attention and knowledgeable advice about a $3 purchase… or maybe just chats with you for a few minutes to catch up on things. How many chain stores can you count where you know the names of the sales people, and they know your name? That’s a special thing, a magical sort of thing, and something I never would have expected from a swap meet space.

Don’t misunderstand; I have nothing against big box stores, and I shop at them regularly myself, but it’s generally a more sterile experience. And that’s ok, though it doesn’t build much in the way of loyalty. On the other hand, some of our regular customers work at the big box hardware stores, but find our product selection and prices even better than they can get from their employers. And maybe their store’s top manager doesn’t know their name, but we do.

We’re not a coffee shop on the corner, but in some ways, that’s how we’ve approached things at the swap meet. And maybe that’s why we’ve been successful there. If you need something that is not on the “menu”, we’ll see if we can get it for you. And to the regulars…”the usual?”, we’ll ask. And that makes our customers feel special because we care enough to know them and remember what they need. And it makes me feel special, too, to have a partner as great as I have.

Some things have changed over the years at the Saugus Swap Meet, as would be typical anywhere.The restrooms were totally replaced earlier this year, and there’ve been some nice renovations to other parts of the facility, too. Space rental fees have increased, while overall attendance has declined a bit. The owners continue to explore different angles to create a richer atmosphere and shopping experience for families, and reward monthly vendors in different ways. And we’ve seen vendors with whom we built friendships move away or move on.

Last week, there was an article in the local press about what the future holds for the swap meet. Will the owners sell the precious 35 acres of land to a real estate developer or continue to make improvements to the facility and increase advertising to grab back some lost marketshare? I don’t know what will happen. But I do know that it will take an important part of Jesse’s life away if it were to close. We can survive without the business, but it will be sad to lose sight of so many friends.

 

Mike Lee   www.BeedoSafety.com

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Submitted By: Terri Burbank   posted on 8/28/2006 @ 3:50:11 PM

Dear Mike Everything in your description of the Saugus SwapMeet is true! Our Vendors are some of the most hardworking and dedicated entrepreneurs going today! The part about SwapMeets that most people don’t understand is that there are, on average, between 400 and 500 Mom & Pop stores on site, each giving that “personal touch” to the thousands of shoppers who enter our gates each and every Sunday (or Tuesday). The Saugus SwapMeet is a family of sellers and shoppers, a haven for treasure hunting, and a day of entertainment and commerce for all who enter the gates! A tried and true family shopping tradition for more than 40 years in this valley, rest assured that the Saugus SwapMeet will be around for a long while to come! Thank you for your continued business over the years!

Why We Blog

June 13th, 2009

I have been a writer my whole life, but don’t do as much of it as I would like.  I’m computer savvy, too. Blogging is simply a marriage of the two interests. 

Long a computer whiz, the thought occurred to me recently that I had somewhat ignored a few of the popular internet twists over the past few years… MySpace/Facebook, Twitter, YouTube, and blogs.   And as I thought about them, I came to realize that they offered both a chance to relax, break away, and regroup during times of stress, and perhaps also augment what I need to do for my business to become more successful.

I’ve left entries on other people’s blogs before.  After 911, I was a very regular poster on a local news channel blog, on a wide variety of topics for well over a month.  And I have blogged about our business, sports, politics, crimes committed by children, selling on Ebay, and technology when different things have caught by my attention.  But that’s mostly been random….once every six months or so in different places.  I’ve been an intermittent voice in different crowds. 

Anyway, a  few days ago, I began reading a book I downloaded to my new Sony 505-PRS Ereader: “The Huffington Post Complete Guide to Blogging“.   I bought the Ereader because I got an email coupon from Borders to buy it for $100 off the regular price.    I downloaded the blog book because I was looking for an inexpensive item to buy to try out the new device, and the Huffington folks have a pretty good reputation so I figured they would probably know what they were talking about.   And so the next logical step was to start a blog.  Ok, so sometimes I act on impulses.  But I think that fits well into the spontaneous world of blogs anyway.

After downloading the software from Wordpress and uploading and installing it and then configuring my website for a blog, I had to write something.  So I spent 20 minutes or so and posted my first entry (about the swine flu & bird flu) yesterday.  The first posting was somewhat related to our business, as many of our blog posts will be.  We know stuff in the safety industry.  We’re experts.  We’re opinionated.  And I am hoping that eventually people will come here to find what we have to say about such things, and perhaps discover what we have to sell as well.  If the blog helps our business, that’ll be great.  If not, if I find myself proverbially speaking to myself in an empty forest, that’s ok, too.  Like I said, it’s a relaxing release for me.

Curiously, less than 5 minutes after I published my first blog yesterday, a customer and friend stopped by our office to get some 3M 8210 masks and safety glasses for his musical instrument manufacturing shop down the street from us.  He talked about how things have changed for his business over the years, how a former employee was trying to steal his customers and hurt his business, and the different things he was doing to keep with the pace.  He mentioned he had a blog, but he rarely posted to it anymore because he did not have the time.  Over the past year, he has spent too much of his time training new employees and fighting former employees and trying to let his customers know he was still around.  I told him that his blog was possibly a good venue to release some of his frustration and combat the situation.

Since our business is a family business, I don’t suspect I will have any entries here about fights with former employees, but we will probably talk about family things from time to time, or give our own perspective on things in the news. 

Anyway, so this afternoon, while my wife is sleeping off a tummy full of cherries that she ate rather than put  in the basket when we went cherry picking today, I write my second entry.  It shares a bit of who I am, where I am coming from, and why I have started the blog.   And as the blog develops over time, my “voice” will probably become clearer, more refined.  Heck, I am just getting the hang of it, and I still have to finish that Huffington book on blogging.   I think I will go back to that right now.   Cheers.

Mike Lee   www.BeedoSafety.com

Bird Flu, Swine Flu and Dinosaur Flu

June 12th, 2009

Every few years, there’s a new threat to public health that catches our attention.  In 2003, it was SARS.  In 2006, it was the bird flu.  And this year, it’s the swine flu.  But it’s not always the seriousness of the emergency that drives our level of attention; it’s often the attention itself that spawns more attention and public reaction.

A couple of years ago, we experienced the worldwide panic from the bird flu (H5N1).  Although not as prevalent in the local news as it was 2 – 3 years ago, the bird flu continues to be a deadly killer in Asia; since 2003, over 200 people have died from it, and millions of poultry have been destroyed. Outbreaks have been occuring on almost a daily basis in the past several months throughout Asia.   A vaccine still has not been developed for the H5N1 strain, but you don’t hear anything about it now on tv.  But it certainly was a major topic of conversation not too long ago, when it was not as dangerous.

Within the USA, the hysterity was heightened when Oprah did a show about it in January 2006.    On that show, she reviewed the basics of the flu in discussions with a Dr. Michael Osterholm, and told people how they could prepare themselves for it.  She showed a 3M 8511 mask (an N95 respirator with an exhalation valve) and told people that was a good self-protection item to have just in case the flu made its way to the USA.   Almost overnight, inventories of 3M 8511 masks were sold out across the country, as people scurried to purchase them online.    When 8511’s were gone, people started buying deeply into the inventories of the 3M 8210 masks (which provides the same level of protection, but does not have an exhalation valve). 

It reached the point where the panic buying was so great that the US government apparently brokered a deal with 3M to freeze all shipments of 8000 series respirators to US distributors for a bit so that the US goverment could build its own reserves, just in case.   With supplies beginning to dry up and sellers increasing prices for what was available, demand eased up after a couple of weeks and then faded pretty much altogether.   That is until Oprah’s show was re-run a few months later, and the panic buying started up all over again.   The second go-around of panic was briefer, however, apparently when people realized this was old news.

However, on a global scale, all indications are that the bird flu is still a serious problem.  Millions of chickens with infections have been slain over the last couple of years, and an increasing number of human infections have been confirmed as well.  However, since it’s not seen in the US, and there have not been updated media reports about it here, it’s been pretty much on the back burner here as a worry.  Things are actually worse then when Oprah first talked about the issue, but no cares about it anymore.

In late April 2009, the swine flu  (H1N1) reared its head as the Center for Disease Control (CDC) began issuing warnings about a possible pandemic.   Driven by news reports, the panic buying of N95 masks was sparked again. 

Although inventories were sharply drained, many distributors had prepared themselves by stocking more than usually usage.   Still, many online sellers sold more masks in one week than they usually sell in a year.  Even people who did not have masks to sell got into the act to try to make a quick buck.   Ebay users would lists masks for sale at a high price, and if someone bought tem, they would buy them at a lower price from a different Ebay seller and have that seller ship to the customer directly.   How could that work, you ask?  Well, th eprice disparity between increased market price and ongoing price of themasks was so great that a speculative seller could list and sell the masks at a very high price, and still find lots of ongoing businesses still selling the masks at closer to regular prices, so there was profit to be made.  And since there was panic, many people did not price shop online.  They saw what they needed, saw that the seller only had one box or one case available, and so they bought it right away… out of fear that the merchandise might be sold quickly to someone else if they didn’t.   Foolishness, but that’s an efffect of mass public hysteria.

The swine flu buying fizzled out after about 10 days.  Partly, that was because people didn’t see their friends and neighbors being infected, and news reports that this strain of the flu was no more serious than the seasonal we all see every year.  Partly, that was because that the most panic-driven people already had purchased the masks they needed, and they were in the closet not being used.  And partly, that was because companies like Ebay took actions to make it more difficult for buyers to find the masks online.   Just as they had done for the bird flu scare, Ebay began deleting listings for N95 masks that had the words “swine flu” in the title.  Since buyers were typing in “swine flu masks”, their searches were starting to come up empty.

What’s curious about this is that the CDC and the World Health Organization (WHO) have both continued to increase their warning levels about the H1N1 virus.   One June 11, the alert was increased to the highest level in history and a flu pandemic was declared for the first time in 41 years.  The flu has now hit 72 countries around the world, with over 25,000 confirmed cases (more than 13,000 in the USA) and at least 139 deaths.  On a personal level, a family we know in southern California (husband, wife and two boys) was stricken by the flu a couple of weeks ago, causing them to feel “sicker than ever before”.   They were bed-ridden for a couple of weeks, but were finally able to recover.   Again, things are worse than they were 6 weeks ago, but the public concern has waned.

Millions of years ago, dinosaurs rambled around the earth.  There have been all sorts of theories as to why they died out, from a meteor crashing into the earth over 65 million years ago that created a toxic cloud that blocked the sun for a period of time to a severe ice age to some sort of plague.  Might that have been the H8N0 dionsaur flu?   How did the cavemen respond to that?  Did they slaughter all of the dinosaurs themselves (like we have destroyed chickens in Asia to fight bird flu infections), for fear that they might become infected?  It’s doubtful there were any “doctors” who might have understood what might be happening at that time.  For sure, there was not an Oprah or a news channel to tell them there was cause for worry.   And there weren’t the sorts of protective devices (like N95 masks) that we have today to help isolate our bodies from airborne viruses.  So it’s likely that they simply died through it or lived through it, with the hardiest of them allowing their own body chemistries to develop immunities that carry forward to our own bodies today.  So I guess we can thank the cavemen for that.   We, too , now survive the most vicious of viruses that might have claimed millions in an earlier time.  And we, too, build the immunities for the generations yet to come.

Mike Lee   www.BeedoSafety.com