The Aroma of Progress is Not Always Sweet

The great stink of 1858

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Today's story is set in London, England, in June of 1858. Compared to the normal weather there, it was really quite warm and dry. It had been so for quite a while and showed no signs of changing. 

No problem, right? But it seems like someone is always complaining about the weather and many Londoners were saying "this whole situation stinks!"

But it wasn't the weather that was so stinky; it was the whole city. The Thames had pretty much stopped moving, and if it wasn't apparent to the less observant before then, it now was odoriferously clear that the whole river was nothing more than a gigantic stopped-up toilet. The drop in the water level had caused the human waste - and almost every other horrible thing one can imagine being poured into the river for eons - to begin to accumulate on the banks. The resulting stench was so bad that no one could escape it. 

Oddly enough, it was one of the best inventions of all time, the flush toilet, that set the horrific chain of events in motion, or lack thereof, as the case may be. It's more than a little ironic that one of the main purposes of the invention was to make the unpleasant odors of the necessary act less smelly, not more.

In 1858, an already totally inadequate and literally sickening system for removing human poo was overwhelmed by the relatively sudden popularity of the new flushing device. But when the heat wave hit it finally became apparent to the dimwits in Parliament that there was a problem. 

That same august body had previously rejected the testimony of a doctor named John Snow. Snow had shown them scientific evidence that untold numbers of people were dying of cholera because of the bad water, not the smells that emanated from it. Basically people were, in effect, drinking from the cesspit. John Snow is now one of the most celebrated scientists of that century, but he was unheralded at the time.

Unfortunately, the stink was so bad that Parliament was unable to meet to discuss it even though they tried blocking the windows with curtains soaked in chloride of lime. It didn't help at all. Actually, nothing anyone tried helped. Except the rains. 

When they finally came and washed the immediate problem away, a silver lining emerged from the green cloud. Someone wised up and hired a guy named Joseph Bazalgette, an engineer, to implement a plan that was conceived of ten years earlier to completely redo the sewer system. Better late than never.

So remember, if you have to hold your nose to vote for people to represent you in government, you're likely to get a crappy outcome when it comes to sniffing out problems.