even as a pretty careless smoker, i'm a kind enough soul to take pity on the non-smokerz of this world, by not cramming my secondhand smoke up their asses, by going to smoke in my 'designated' area..// giving up my right to display my addiction in pretty much every fucking public place on earth// oh how my mind ponders what it must've been like back in the 50's, when cigarette ad's were pictures of smoking doctors, holding a baby, and housewife's chose amphetamine diet pills over a daily multi vitamin. america? what happened to you? if you can't do the time, don't do the crime. don't do the crime and punish the innocent bystanders.
us hip to the chemical love of smoking, known as 'smokers', started our downward decent into the non-smoking world, when we started dishing out our freedom by giving up the airplane // although old enough to remember when i could smoke in the mall, i was too young to live in that luxurious period of non-smoke free travel. forfeiting any hope of look'n like a suave jet setter out of some fucking hip 70's euro-trash movie..// sooo many moments i've had, flying in a airplane, wishing that when that baby behind me starts screaming, i could pull out a smoke to sooth my already fragile nerves. well.., those dreams, smashed, and in return, non-smokers thank me by bringing crying fucking babies on the plane. here's a good deal.., no smoke in trade for no babies on planes.

then we gave you the restaurant. apparently, having a whole section to yourselves, just wasn't good enough. oh well, there is always vegas or most of europe.. oh wait, you took those too. thus leading to the worst.., the bars. the bar was a place that in all fairness, should be ours. it once was a place of beauty. being able to display dual addictions, that go hand in hand, harmoniously with one another.
and it's okay, non-smokers, you don't believe in give and take. we get it. so we'll keep our secondhand smoke and give you... everything. for at least, i have the privacy of my own home to destroy my life.... or do i?
(* click to read the full BBC news article)
basically, some douche professor dude, who obviously does not partake in the good ol' self-sabotaging joy of smoking, has done some sort of survey of 1,500 american homes, which i'm betting wasn't in any major city, but in some fucking bible banging, backwoods, midwestern state [just a hunch], came to the conclusion that there is a high risk of health problems associated with 'third-hand smoke'. wtf is this 'third-hand smoke', you say? well, apparently, it's the smoke that remains on our clothes when we return from our designated areas.. etc. etc.
sssssoooo what? it's not even good enough to get the fuck away from non-smokers, to enjoy my tobacco medley? i have to just not smoke at all cause some midwest inbred child may suckle on my clothes and die or some shit? will i have to febreze my clothes if i leave the house? i can't be asked not to even have the 'smell of smoke' on me. i consider that smell an important accessory, that goes hand in hand with my alcoholic breath. defining 'me' as an individual, god damn it. oh 2008, you were already such a gnarly year..., what will be the fate for smokers in '09?
it's all just another example of people getting an inch and demanding a mile...

2 comments:
i agree with you on the nazi-esque attack on smokers BUT i think the idea of third hand smoke is really just to make people aware of what they smell like. I seriously- LIKE SERIOUSLY almost vomited on the muni because the man smashed up next to me smelled like cigarette ASS. I've dated smokers and never cared...but I WILL NEVER FORGET THAT STENCH.
don't forget that the midwest is where smokers are grown-- believe me, i grew up there. most likely that scientist was from this good state of California.
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