"Do you mind if I smoke? I don't care if you burn."
- Ed Norton & Ralph Kramden

"Do you mind if I smoke? No, do you mind if I fart? It's one of my habits."
- Steve Martin

"Smoke, Smoke, Smoke, Smoke that cigarette."
- Willie Nelson (as well as others)

"Part of the fun of smoking is choosing what brand to smoke. Now Virginia Slims, that's a woman's cigarette. What do they have, little breasts on them?."
- Steve Martin

August 26xd, 2002

Smoking.

Smoking is a dirty, disgusting, filthy habit. It gets into your clothes and hair and skin and makes you smell bad. It discolors your teeth. It gives you bad breath. It can give you cancer. I've even heard that kissing a smoker is like licking an ashtray. Second hand smoke apparently kills. It will shorten your lifespan and your breath. It is the main cause of emphysema. The fall back rate on cigarettes is, at least, 3 times that of herione. It leads to insomnia and heart disease.

Do I smoke?

Oh yeah, baby! I love smoking.

I have learned that the chief reason that people I dislike are still alive is because I smoke. What the anti-smoking propaganda does not tell you is the exhilaration of nicotine. How the urge to strangle someone who desparately needs it seems to go away after a nice cigarette.

I started smoking when I was 21 years old. I was doing some acting in college and the part called for a smoker. I thought, "How bad could it be? I've been around smokers all of my life, there must be something to it." So, I lit up and puffed out. No big deal. Then I found out that I had to inhale. Hmmmmmm. Inhaling..... That was going to be a trick. Well, all I had to do was suck the smoke into my lungs. I thought that I would have a choking fit at that point, but surprisingly enough, I didn't. It turned out that all the years of hanging out with my father and breathing second hand smoke made me quite used to the experience.

Then the most amazing feeling of calm came over my body. Nicotine. Any amount of stress and anger that was in my body seemed to dissipate and I was cool and at peace. I never felt that way before. At 21, I was a tad strung out and there really was no appeasement in my life and certainly no outlet.

In the beginning, I started smoking OPC's.* You know how it is. I left my pack in the machine. Eventually, I chose Parliament Lights with a recessed filter. I had heard all sorts of nasty things about menthol cigarettes and started to stray away from Kools and all the fresh minty cigarettes. My friend, Scott and I, used to joke about menthols and the tingly sensation they gave. That tingle was your lungs bleeding.

Ahhhhhhh! Alive with refreshment. You've come a long way, baby. You are in Marlboro Country now.**

I'll tell you there really is nothing like that first cup of coffee with a cigarette in the morning. It's the breakfast of champions. Caffine and nicotine - perfect together. Like a family reunion. There really is nothing to open your eyes like the "ine" sisters. And I'm having fun lately starting my work day with them. Get out of the subway, light up. Get to my coffee cart guy, wave my dollar bill and sip my coffee all before going into the office building.

And that's the way it HAS TO BE. After all, since the American public has been brainwashed over the last 30 years and fallen prey to the conspiracy that second hand smoke causes cancer, you can't smoke indoors in New York anymore. New York's Mayor Bloomberg is trying to make it against the law to smoke in bars. Question: HAS HE LOST HIS MIND????!!! It's a small thing really. When I'm drinking and enjoying one of my favorite vices why can't I enjoy the other one. I can't drink beer outside and I can't smoke inside. Beer and cigarettes are as good a team as coffee and cigarettes. Mayor Bloomberg has admitted to smoking weed, but legal tobacco - OH NO!!!!¥

On top of this, the Anti-smoking party has made smoking a real luxury lately. I made the mistake of actually buying a pack of cigarettes this week in the Port Authority. IT WAS 7 BUCKS!!!! That's insane! In New Jersey it's five. In Pennsylvania, it's even less. Governor "I am Satan Incarnate" Jim MacGreevey raised the price of cigarettes and has a full campaign against smokers and how we are a liablity to the nation because we could eventually get sick from it and be a burden on the taxpayers.

Yeah, whaddevva.

Now, for some real numbers. Mayor Bloomberg cites that 3,000*** Americans have apparently died from second hand smoke. There have got to be at least 47,000,000 people in the U.S. 3,000 is not even a percent. His point of outlawing cigarettes in bars is that waitresses and bartenders have to be around it all the time and they are risking their lives being around second hand smoke. I guarentee you that not one of these bartenders or waitresses went into the bar service industry saying "Well, I'll know it's a risk, but..."

Second hand smoke to me has a purpose. It helps nature weed out all the weak people. If you are going to die because you breathed in a wisp of cigarette smoke, you have no business on this planet. Thanks for the carbondioxide, don't let the door hit your ass on the way off this world. Those people make me ill.

Recently, I was watching on STARZ, the movie, Thirteen Days. It was about Kennedy and the Cuban Missile Crisis. And the one thing that I noticed about this movie was the amount of free form smoking there must have been in the 60's. It must have been wonderful. You didn't have to worry about, "Would you mind putting that out?" This was during that magical time when they actually made cars with ash trays and cigarette lighters installed. Just try buying a car nowadays with an ashtray or a lighter new off of the factory line. They don't do it anymore.

I'll tell you, the one thing that keeps me smoking lately is that the government says I shouldn't. Sure, outlaw cigarettes and legalize pot. How about this? If your an adult, you should be free to pollute your body anyway you see fit. After all this is America and my body is a temple - desecrated.

There has to be something more to this than meets the eye. The government is putting too much time and effort into keeping smokers from smoking, yet it does nothing to help the elderly maintain a decent standard of living. You can't have it both ways. Either help us live longer and support us or leave us alone to kill ourselves while we have the money to do it. I can't wait until they tell those little old ladies in the Bingo parlors that they can't smoke there anymore. There will just be grey fury and bingo chips everywhere.

I gave up smoking right around the time I met my wife, then started again just before my wedding, then I stopped about two months afterward. I recently started again. This is after the last two month's of my company's nonsense.

My wife said, "You're smoking again, aren't you?"

"Uh-Huh."

"Oh. Well, were I in your shoes, I couldn't blame you."

That was the last said about it. I figure when things calm down again, I might quit. But until then I'll be in Marlboro Country. Meanwhile, my least favorite co-workers and managers get to live via my artifically tobacco enhanced patience.

Well, maybe I won't quit entirely. I still smoke cigars and pipes. I did even after I quit cigarettes the previous two times. And the rules for those are a bit nebulous. Some say that cigars aren't as bad as cigarettes. Others say that cigars are apparently 3 times as bad. Well, you don't inhale cigars or pipes. God help you if you do. Just call the Mayo Clinic now and have them order a new lung in advance. You can never be too careful and a little fore thought never hurt.

I made the mistake of smoking a pipe the same way as I smoked cigarettes when I was in Ireland back in '92. I remember walking in Dublin with my friend, Michael and all of a sudden an imaginary fist hit me in the chest.

"ARRRRRGGGGhhhhhh!!!!!"

"Don't tell me, let me guess. You've been inhaling your pipe into your lungs. You're not supposed to do that." Now, he tells me. "It's a gradual draw into the mouth and then exhale without breathing it in. Man, that's gotta hurt. Have a drink." Yeah, beer cures all.

Actually, I still enjoy a nice pipe. The smell is reminicent of old dusty libraries and Victorian mansions. The cherry tobacco has a nice scent that is really very enjoyable. On a nice fall night, there is nothing like being outside with a good pipe or cigar and nice glass of Port wine. Trust me on this one and Taylor Port is not expensive.

I'll leave you with something I said in one of my other articles. George Burns smoked cigars almost everyday of his adult life and lived to be 100 years old. Adolph Hitler said no one should smoke in his presence. Who are you going to listen to - George Burns or Adolph Hitler?

Say good night, Gracie.

 


* - Other People's Cigarettes.
** - Ironically enough, I live right near Marlborough Township, now.
¥ - Here's real irony. My office data center is right next to the Bloomberg data center in Greenwich Village (right near the Holland Tunnel). The anti-smoking champion of New York City has to contend with all of my company's smokers going outside for their cigarette break and blowing smoke downwind of them. Neat, huh? The butts keep piling up right in front of Bloomberg's non-political home base.
***That's a real number.

 

 

 

 
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