I remember looking out into the acrid, lignite-smoke filled night at an audience of 300 to 400 people—probably one of the first political meetings held there for about 50 years.
In such remote places one may come across a fruit which looks most appetising but on taking a bite proves to be filled with acrid poison.
Many will die, not from burns but from the thick, acrid smoke and toxic fumes that are rapidly generated when foam ignites in upholstered chairs and settees.
I am, unfortunately, old enough to remember as a young man something of the acrid atmosphere in which the battles of forty years ago on this subject were fought.
I want to point out how very crude acrid inadequate the present proposals are.
I do not think we have ever had an acrid discussion.
They complain that the continuous burning of bonfires in the open air makes smoke and acrid smells which are a nuisance to them.
That is an acrid emotion and may permanently prevent the mental and spiritual healing which also needs to occur after any profound shock.
