With the holiday weekend, right around the corner and the explosive fire conditions clouding the skies with an ominous haze and clouding the future of the existence of fireworks in the state. With statelaw makers proposing the ban of fireworks in emergency conditions (i.e. now), and grocery stores pulling there store displays of fireworks out of the... people are still worried that there still needs an ultimate ban within the state's borders.
Now flashback to three of my New Mexican summers. A semi-truck trailer deposits 40,000+ dollars worth of fireworks in a parking lot to be protected by a gaudy piece of white vinal. Bunting, display cases, are all arranged within the earshot of the hungry cash register. I was among hundreds that would personally live in Fireworks Stands/ for the greater half of June and all the way past. These individuals would be either like me being a college student looking for a quick cash, little league baseball teams looking for a fundraiser to help their children, churches to help the congregation, people sought after the fireworks as ancient agriculturalist looked forward to the rainy season.
Temperatures would constantly linger over the hundreds and working on a parking lot surface did not provide any relief. If the temperatures didn't kill me, the monotonous pipe dream that passers-by would want a box of poppers would do it. Or, of course the wind collapsing a one-ton tent in my sleep, or the large concentration of tarantulas. The whole experience would last about 3 weeks, where limited bathing and lack of amenities, would easily transform any cosmopolitan dandy into a haggard gypsy. Granted the latter of the people that would be spending what would almost be something equivalent to my life savings on things that go boom. There were always those parents that are sharing their first fourth of July with children. There were always those that have family There were young married couples from Arizona that recently moved to Albuquerque that were amazed of the pastel colored boxes and cylinders that fireworks titled "Light Up the Night" or "Purple People Eater," and that this is the first time in their history that they get to light fireworks (and I would have to show them how to light it too). As much as I felt like I was simply selling something that sits in a box and goes boom, bang, or pop--I also felt like I was selling a part of the summer experience as much as sitting on a patio drinking a beverage (that could or could not be of alcoholic in nature) after a day of battling the heat of over 105 degrees.
All of the vendors normally work under pure profit i.e. the more that you sell the more you earn. After working for the aforementioned 3 weeks and normally a total of 36 hours on the 3rd and 4th of July, the payoff was generally in commensurate of the time ( and probably health) sacrificed. I was able to see the world, by people blowing up a small part of it. By having a ban or boycott of fireworks would cause many to lose in their investment entirely.
Granted the root of the issue doesn't lay in selling or not selling of fireworks, more of the responsiblity of those that use it. And whether or not many of the fireworks can be pulled out of the city those that already have them or want more, always go at any means necessary to get that what goes boom in the night.
Whether or not the policymakers decide that the future of fireworks. Don't make the casual fireworks seller hold of the ashes of New Mexico's forests. Give it to the one the lights the match.