A law was passed recently in the county where I reside banning smoking in all public places. Based on irefutable data that second hand smoke endangers the health of bystanders, the county magistrates thought to clear the air.
Local business owners weighed in, complaining that they would lose business to the nearby largest city, which I doubt, as that city has imposed a similar ban. Yet, one magistrate in particular was able to get the implementation of the ban postponed in the hope of find a way to kill this law.
Smokers decry their right to smoke in a section designated for them. Not having any sense of smell left and having coated the lining of their nose and lungs with tar, they have little sympathy for those of us that get intense headaches and have allergies to the pollutant. Often, they compare their right to smoke with other activites that hurt only the user, such as overeating.
Dh says that the comparison doesn't wash. Smokers need a change of perspective. For example, let's say that a certain candy tastes very good to you, satisfies your oral cravings and nervousness, gives you a little (sober) buzz. Sounds good so far? Suppose this candy causes the user to have an outrageous amount of, shall we say, silent flatulance. You know the kind? The silent bombs? The ones that burn as they come out?
Let's say that not only is the smell unpleasant, but it penetrates your hair, your clothing, causing you to have to wash everything when you get home. The smell is pungent, giving you the feeling of a red hot poker near your eyes, which feel dry and itchy. Just about as the air clears, another wafts by.
In addition to the smell, it has been, let's say, been determined that these farts contain particles from, well, you know, and that these particles are known to cause colon cancer. And people die from colon cancer. And yet, the sulfur-causing candy is widely used, widely available, with users claiming to have a right to emit whenever and wherever they wish.
Dh says that the next time you read a letter to the editor from a smoker, insert the word "fart" for "smoke" and see if it doesn't make you see the light.
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4 comments:
I love it!
My boss is one of those up in arms over this new ban in Oldham Co. I like to rub salt in the wound every chance I get though.
Even though he doesn't smoke in the office, I've had a very difficult time convincing him that I can still smell it when he smokes in his apartment (on the other side of my office wall) and I can smell it on him... **blech!!!!**
I'm wondering how long it took for spitoons to disappear from public places. When I was a child, the doctor's cigarette would be burning in his ash tray. He died young of cancer. My own dad died of lung cancer. I can hardly wait for the day when I go outdoors and can't smell cigar or cigarette smoke. Recently, I was at a cafe here in southern California to meet with someone. I gave her the option of sitting at an outside table. She chose to sit indoors on a rare warm day in winter because she didn't want to sit with smokers. I hope it soon becomes socially unacceptable everywhere.
Smoking should be banned. I remember riding in the back seat of my parents car, windows rolled up and my dad smoking and me getting sick to my stomach. He has not had lung cancer but had bladder cancer (and his bladder removed) due to smoking (which he has stopped). His younger brother is dying of lung cancer though he quit smoking many years ago. Breaks my heart.
On another note, visiting a cousin for a weekend a few years ago was an experience. She and her boyfriend smoked so much that her walls were yellow and she could not understand why her trailer was not selling. The 4 hour ride home for me was spent coughing. Ick. I will not be going back.
OK! My stomach hurts from laughing so hard!!!
I was wondering why everyone was still smoking in the restaurants.
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