Just visited a hospital claiming to have an anti-smoke policy: there was a place for smokers two parking lots away from the nearest hospital building, near the highway. Note that the policy is called "anti-smoke" not "anti-smoking". Note that the highway is called "freeway". Note that, in any movie where somebody gets into a car and drives on a "freeway", the music starts, so you won't notice the total ridiculousness and ugliness of that activity.
The same hospital has a chapel for prayers inside one of the buildings. In my opinion, the place for smokers and the place for prayers should be swapped.
Now, there are plenty of modern parasites writing on how to quit smoking; they know better, they know it's bad for you, because it was bad for them, or it's just good for them that they can sell you, the smoker, a book on the subject. I am continuously amazed on the reasons these non-smokers smoked some time ago: to feel manlier, because others smoked, because of some advantages (?!?).
I remember exactly when I started smoking: it was 29 years ago, the autumn of 1981, in a toilet in high-school, after a general math test, when a friend and colleague of mine lit up a cigarette and started reading a letter he received from his girlfriend. It was a romantic letter. He invited me to smoke along with him, I was a non-smoker like all these ignorant anti-smoking pricks today. But I lit one for myself, listening to the reading and was transported from that toilet into an undefinable place. If that place has a name it should be poetry, or art. I decided then to smoke regularly. The second day I smoked a pack. I reached 3 packs a day in my most intensive periods of work or excitement and I'm smoking one pack a day now.
That's when I decided to smoke. I knew already that smoking contains poisonous substances and is addictive because of the nicotine, that's why I didn't smoke until then. But the mind alteration I got from smoking that first cigarette opened an unknown space for my mind. I'm pretty sure that was at least 50% of chemical origin, the rest of it was the reading, but only a brainwashed idiot would try to measure that exactly.
After that, I lived moments of incomparable quality along with my cigarette; sorry folks, no human, dead or alive, was able to ever generate moments like that in my life. Chemistry, I suppose, or chemistry and biology, who knows? who cares, anyway, among the non-smoking drones today; but that doesn't make it inferior to an individual's best life experiences. These experiences come at a cost, but anything real comes at a cost, so you have to decide all the time if you accept the cost or not for anything you do.
Now, I write this because I'm harassed continuously by the arrogance of these anti-smoking ignorants.
First, you ignorants, know it now that if you do any activity other than directly growing your own food and directly building your own shelter, or educating someone to make these after you done them, you are on drugs. Whenever you want to recommend somebody to quit smoking you yourself should do the following: - stay out of church, that is a much dangerous drug: it doesn't even tell you when you're overboard; - burn all the music albums, all the art items you have: those are also drugs, illusions that "help" you carry on with your miserable drone life; - burn all the books you have: those are also drugs, they're just playing with your imagination, nothing is real, and if something seems real in them, it's because it is a copy; - don't do mathematics, physics, engineering or computer science either: those are drugs for some types of minds for which lighter drugs, like beer, driving, fiction or TV staring, are not enough; - never drink anything else but water: the rest are drugs, which, like all the drugs enumerated above, keep you living under the illusion that you're worth more than a random spit. - throw your TV away: that would prove yourself that you're not only a lemming with attention deficit disorder. - burn your car, never drive a personal vehicle: that's also a drug so insidious you are never aware of the crime you're committing. - throw your so-called "assets" away: there is in some part of your mind a corner that's high on them right now, if you own anything. - never mention Hitler for educational purposes, you are, as a militant anti-smoker, a drone follower of his already.
As long as you're not following all of the 9 steps above you should shove your non-smoking advice up your ass, you don't have any right to suggest anything related to drugs to anybody else but yourself, actually you are a long living empty life common moron, exactly like those who waste their longest part of life on drugs.
Your long list of lame and meaningless addictions seems more disgusting to me than my smoking ever seemed to you, I just never bothered to tell you until now, when your harassment has became surreal and embarrassingly stupid for a human society.