That was the view from the front window of my cab Monday afternoon. I was heading to the Olympic Village, where I was planning to do some work. Can you see the skyscrapers in distance? Me neither. Trust me, they’re there somewhere.
After several days of improving weather — blue skies appeared over the weekend — Beijing’s notorious haze returned. But according to calculations by the Beijing Municipal Environment Protection Bureau, Monday still qualified as a “blue sky day.” So the air is fine, and every asthmatic should just stop complaining.
Perhaps I’m being a little melodramatic (although some would argue that I’m not), but every time officials declare “blue sky days” when visibility is awful — two miles or less — I’m reminded of the book I read as a freshman in high school: George Orwell’s “1984” and the Ministry of Truth.