“What do you mean I need to wear a mask outdoors today?” my kid asked. I pointed at the front yard. “See that haze? It’s from a bunch of wildfires up north. The air’s not safe to breathe today.” “Ugh.” they spluttered. “America.” Their sibling, listening in from the couch, yelled, “No. Ugh—humans.” My kids are typical for their cohort.