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Sbudda said some accurate stuff.
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Precisely. The problem I have here in the states is the legislation against smoking in bars, etc. If enough people complained to managers at restaurants, bars, and other venues they'd certainly ban smoking in those individual places. Hell, in Dallas, there were restaurants that you couldn't smoke in
before the ban even went into effect! And I accepted that, even as a smoker, because obviously the manager had made that choice.
Instead, though, this is just another example of the government nannying us and legislating morality. No, they haven't outright banned cigs - and they won't, thanks to the $$$ that big tobacco donates. But they're trying to tread the fine line between villification and acceptance to keep that money flowing.
You know what? You ask me to put out my cigarette next to you in a bar, I'd do it. I've done it. No problem. Either it's out or I walk away so it's not in your face. I'm a considerate smoker. But you tell get your big brother, in this case the gub'mint, to tell me I'm
not permitted to be a part of society, that I need to hide inside my house or stand outside in the rain like some disease-ridden leper that you don't want around you, and I'll tell you to go f-ck yourself.
Dear people that feel big brother should legislate this: I love the smell of my American Spirits, and I love the smell on my clothes, and I love the smell of them on my fingers. I hate your perfumed lotions. They make me physically ill. They fill the air and some of the brands honestly make me gag. (Oh and incidentally many of those chemicals have also been linked as carcinogens, but I don't have the links handy at this time.) So I walk away. You don't like to breathe smoke? You don't like the smell on your clothes? Walk away or petition the manager to eliminate the smoking section in that particular place. But don't run to mommy to get her to eliminate something you don't like.