Thought initially of making this a Pit thread; but overall sentiments are probably not strong enough to be Pit-appropriate.
The following, prompted by a recent correspondence on another message board on which I spend time (that one is heavily delicacy / kindness / consideration-oriented; so “getting into it” re this issue in the way I see; would, on there, just get me heavily jumped-on). The general drift of that correspondence: given that a fair number of people suffer from “fragrance allergies” (being at close quarters with someone wearing perfume or the like, liable to trigger for them, asthma and / or migraines); the majority verdict was that it would be right and reasonable for any place of business, to require people visiting it for business purposes, to refrain when visiting, from wearing anything with an easily-perceptible perfumed-type odour – for the sake of those staff at the visited place, who may be fragrance-allergic.
While seeing it as proper for people to try to make reasonable accommodations for those who suffer from acute allergies – reading the stuff set out above, has a bit tipped me over the edge, into the sentiment of: in the affluent West nowadays, life threatens to become a perpetual scary minefield, regarding the danger of one’s offending, olfactory-wise – and by no means just in a health-crisis context.
“Artificial nice smells” can be found horribly offensive. The smell of burning tobacco is, among very many “goodthinkers”, right up there with the satanic brimstone of earlier times (OK, regarding that issue, there is the public-health factor; but I would contend that numerous anti-smokers abhor the smell in itself, and because of that, bring in in their support, the “poisoning others” thing). People get furiously angry about the proximity of folk whose standard of personal hygiene is sub-optimal – but are also particular about how those folk try to mask their smelliness, if they do. A mention was made in the correspondence touched on above, of a large performance group whose members were told not to wear perfumes / colognes / scented lotions and such; but, to make sure to wear unscented deodorants. If I’d belonged to said group, I’d have been much tempted to respond: “What kind of totalitarian outfit is this? Stuff your performance group.” – and walked out of it, for keeps.
I’m perhaps biased by having a weak sense of smell, thus being upset by few aromas; and by having the good fortune not to suffer from any allergies: but I sometimes feel that in the privileged First World, olfactory anxieties risk getting out of hand, and – for insufficient cause – in the hope of making life more like heaven; in fact causing it more to resemble hell. As regards the smell-related worries and objections mentioned above: I imagine someone from 1914 reading through same, and responding: “That’s batshit crazy”. Are we, a hundred years later, becoming so super-sensitive and easily-upset and hard to please and unwilling to compromise, and finding life on Earth so hard to handle; that we should have the plug pulled on us altogether?