When I get into the smoker/non-smoker discussion, I remember three things:
1. A pathetic discussion I overheard in my doctor's office one day a few years ago where a 20-something patient was (while hacking up his lungs) discussing his fears of getting lung cancer from his 4 pack a day habit. He has there to be treated for a severe asthma attack, brought on by his smoking.
2. The fact that all of my grandparents died before I left high-school. 1 from emphysema and three from lung cancer. They all smoked like factory chimneys, and none of them made it past 70. My memory of my maternal grandmother gasping and wheezing her last breaths under an oxy tent as she tried to talk to her 5 yo grandson (me) are still quite vivid.
3. My own trips to the hospital for emergency treatment of severe asthma, sometimes brought on by my parents' cigarettes (before they understood they were killing me), and other trips where every breath was a battle.
Smoking, quite frankly, is for inconsiderate, weak-minded, simpering morons who not only are intent on committing slow, horribly painful suicide, but who also have consciously decided to inflict their own suffering on those around them.
Needless to say, I don't think much of smoking.
1. A pathetic discussion I overheard in my doctor's office one day a few years ago where a 20-something patient was (while hacking up his lungs) discussing his fears of getting lung cancer from his 4 pack a day habit. He has there to be treated for a severe asthma attack, brought on by his smoking.
2. The fact that all of my grandparents died before I left high-school. 1 from emphysema and three from lung cancer. They all smoked like factory chimneys, and none of them made it past 70. My memory of my maternal grandmother gasping and wheezing her last breaths under an oxy tent as she tried to talk to her 5 yo grandson (me) are still quite vivid.
3. My own trips to the hospital for emergency treatment of severe asthma, sometimes brought on by my parents' cigarettes (before they understood they were killing me), and other trips where every breath was a battle.
Smoking, quite frankly, is for inconsiderate, weak-minded, simpering morons who not only are intent on committing slow, horribly painful suicide, but who also have consciously decided to inflict their own suffering on those around them.
Needless to say, I don't think much of smoking.