It sounds trite, I know, but I just don't "get" smoking. Not on the massive scale it's still practised around the world. It's not as if it just might give you a sore throat, or the occasional extra cold or bout of flu. Smoking kills. And not even a short, sharp kill, like a lightning strike. A long, painful, ugly drawn-out death which, frankly, were it not for the millions of pounds in public health expense it costs the rest of us, I'd say "Ha, ha, ha. Serves you damn well right, you absolute tossers!"
And not only are these tossers killing themselves, they're paying through the nose to do it. A fiver for a single packet of 2o. Ha! A packet a day, that's the best part of £150 a month. Suckers!
Smoking isn't even the preserve of uneducated people. Lawyers, doctors and other so-called professionals, men and women with intellect and intelligence, are just as guilty. There's no way they can say they don't understand the risks, or they lead such a shitty life that smoking is all they've got. They have no excuses. It's pathetic.
The ban on smoking in enclosed spaces (recently enacted in the UK) couldn't come soon enough for me. But why not ban it in all public places? Not just enclosed spaces. I only have a ten minute walk from the station to my workplace but it's like running the bloody gauntlet every morning. I now have to zig-zag across the street, risking rush hour traffic as I do so, to avoid all the huddles of dirty buggers puffing away by their office steps or entrances, their clouds of poisonous smoke hanging over the pavement. Why should we have to put up with that? (It's rhetorical, btw, because we shouldn't). And to cap it all they leave their fag butts on the pavement too!
So, there's my little rant on the evil weed. Smokers die younger. Great! It's no more than they deserve ... you know it's right.
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