Via leggy this latest piece of nastiness from the anti-smoking lobby.
The new scheme, which got under way at an Angus primary school, aims to get smokers to acknowledge the effect their habit has on others and encourages them to sign up to make their home smoke free.
Smoke-free project worker Tracey Furness said: “By keeping the house smoke free, this not only protects children but provides a healthier and cleaner home environment and eliminates potential fire hazards.”
I don’t smoke. I have never smoked. A cigarette has never touched my lips and never will. Yet my home is not a smoke free home and never will be. While Mrs L likes her roll-ups even if she did not, I would allow visitors to light up if they felt inclined. This is because I am a relaxed cove and have not fallen for the lies, junk science and downright puritan propaganda of the anti-smoking brigade.
No, someone smoking in my house will not cause me any ill effects, this is because a bit of burning leaf being burned several feet away is harmless. I am more likely to suffer from breathing diesel fumes on the nearby ring road. And the “think of the children” argument is the first refuge of the scoundrel and is easily dismissed. Anyone who comes up with that line is treated with undisguised contempt.
I’d rather take the minuscule risk of fire and suffer the infinitesimal inconvenience of a bit of ash in an ash tray than allow one of the purse-lipped puritans into my home. They damned well would pollute it.
Under the new initiative, smokers will be asked to sign either a gold promise for a smoke-free home, or a silver pledge that only one room will be used for smoking but never in front of children.
Patronising piffle. Go fuck yourself.
Even non-smokers can sign up to the scheme, so that when friends of family come round, they can respect the Smoke Free Home status.
This enables householders to deal with the issue of smoking within the home in a non-confrontational and non-judgemental way.
Go fuck yourself sideways with the rough end of a pineapple. I have managed to deal with smoking in a non-confrontational and non-judgemental way in my house for decades. That is by allowing it and not judging people because they smoke – it being my home and not yours. So fuck the fuck off, okay? Oh, and when you’ve finished with the pineapple, I suggest you stick your gold and silver pledges in there too. That being the best place for them.
“Patronising piffle. Go fuck yourself.”
Shakespeare couldn’t have put it better. 🙂
Hear Hear *Standing up clapping* well said. I agree 100%. It always amazes me how the anti smoking lobby fails to recognise that in fact traffic pollution poses far greater risk to health than smoking.
Yes if you’re a smoker, you are more prone to some illness but this is because the risks are increased by …..TRAFFIC FUMES. If I was just a smoker and not exposed to excess traffic fumes I would be no more likely to get a nasty disease that a non smoker. Many lung problems blamed on smoking can be caused by umpteen other things, working with chemical or down mines, working with asbestos all carry increased risks, risks far greater than smoking.
Tired of hearing the ills of the world laid at smokers doors.
I’m with you on the traffic fumes. I’d rather be sat in a car full of smokers than drive behind the number 42 bus going up the steep hill near my home. Cigarette smoke doesn’t set my asthma off, but thick black diesel fumes do.
I’m not a smoker but virtually all my family smoke. That’s just a fact – I don’t think anymore about it.
I am getting heartily sick of this bullshit. My partner and I have chosen not to smoke in our house as we have two young children, which is the reason I was so delighted to discover that electronic cigarettes work for me. I’ll happily vape away in the house leaving behind nothing but an occasional whiff of vanilla or menthol whilst Miss Starship huddles in the doorway with her gasper. However, despite the fact that they are basically harmless and leave no residues or odours behind I still regularly have conversations along the following lines:
‘You don’t use that in the house do you?’
I use it wherever I choose to thank you.’
‘But you don’t do it in front of the kids though’
‘I do indeed. What of it?’
‘it’s setting a really bad example for them. They shouldn’t have to see “smoking” or they’ll think it’s alright.’
The anti smokers have tried for years to make smokers the worst kind of pariah, always ‘thinking of the children’, but forgetting that it’s none of their fucking business. We’re not far away from these ‘gold’ and ‘silver’ standards being enforced by social services if we keep along this path. These things always start as a voluntary scheme to soften people up, and as soon as it’s seen as ‘normal’ they’ll be back with the legislation, and yet adults are perfectly capable of making these choices voluntarily and should be allowed to do as they see fit in their own homes. Fuck them. Fuck them right in their stupid, purse-lipped faces.
My parents did not smoke. However my paternal grandparents were the proverbial troopers. Both smoked in the presence of the children (us) and none of us took it up. So the idea that smoking in front of children will somehow make them rush out and buy a packet of fags and take up the habit is codswallop of the highest order and I treat anyone who comes out with such bollocks with derision.
Like your good self I have never smoked but my old man (who was 90 in July) did all the time I lived in the same house (he jacked it in the thick end of 30 years ago outraged when ciggies reached 75p for 20).
The smell of cigarrettes is not something I particularly associate with my younger days, probably because it was so easy to avoid. Pop didn’t walk round blowing smoke in my face. It was his little indulgence in his armchair and the smoke would make a nice trail to the open fire to be gently drawn up the chimney (showing my age here).
Smokers generally don’t and if you used to go into somewhere full of smokers – where there was no escape if I can put it like that – that was generally a choice you made.
I do have abiding memories of saturday morning matinees though, where the light of the projector made that perfect square cone and the atmosphere was think enough to smoke kippers. Its memories like that (40+ years ago) that convince me that second, third or fourth hand smoke is utter bollocks.
The proper response from and smoker (which this non-smoker would heartily endorse) is “I know perfectly well and I dont give a fuck” using reasoning such as that above the explain what “knowing perfectly” means.
This has a certain familiarioty about it. First cigarettes then the school room has penintents standing in the class denouncing domestic violence , racism etc etc.
The christiand – a la Billy Graham – did a lot of the public mea culpa stuff.