I'm tired of the fools at concerts lighting up next to me. I know this is going to piss people off, but I could care less - my mother in law is dying from terminal lung cancer (she smoked for 40 years) and i have no tolerance for it anymore. After seeing someone suffer in immense pain and then crawl to the bathroom to smoke when she was too weak to walk - I wanna rip every friggin cigarette into a milllion pieces!! Her poor health has ruined my marriage (my wife takes care of her) and destroyed our personal lives (work and then be a caregiver).
I want everyone who smokes to know that they need to get some freakin balls and willpower and quit. I know I am venting some anger here - but if you smoke you will die an early death I guarantee it!!!!!!!!! If you are so stupid to take your own health and others around you for granted - then stay the f*ck away from me. I want no part of your cancer - your stained teeth, your rotten mouth, your diseased cough, or your second hand smoke!
Big Tobacco is just as bad as the oil companies - Greedy pigs! Please don't smoke next to me - because if you do god help you!!!!!!!!!!!
Shut the fuck up.
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i just started smoking these death sticks, and i must say, i feel like my entire life has been wasted up until this point. they go so well with a bottle of whiskey.
im not concerned about getting cancer or any other disease from passive smoking. what is my concern is that cigarette smoke makes me physically ill. it makes me nauseous and gives me an almighty headache. if you want me to puke on you, sure be my guest light up next to me.
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I still can't get through to people who are so dead set on the its my way or the highway attitude with smoking. You smoke and made the choice yes I know that. I don't give a flying f*ck about that until it affects me - when you do it next to me - you affect me! You say you don't smoke but you tolerate other people's smoke - Now what does that make you? I don't care if i'm in a bar or at a show - because i won't go to places where I have to breathe that shit anymore. My concert venue is smoke free but that won't stop some dumbasses from lighting up - i've seen it before at other concerts. I can move but then the seats I paid good money for are then being vacated because I gave in to YOUR additction. So say stop crying and laugh while I put up with someone else's garbage - and you just feel a little better about yourself because you are not doing the same, but you are still tolerating it. If you don't mind that's your choice, but I do f*cking mind and I won't tolerate it!
Like I said in my last post; if it's a non-smoking venue and it's bothering you, notify security.....like a pussy. otherwise, shut up.
i just started smoking these death sticks, and i must say, i feel like my entire life has been wasted up until this point. they go so well with a bottle of whiskey.
Like I said in my last post; if it's a non-smoking venue and it's bothering you, notify security.....like a pussy. otherwise, shut up.
Some of you on here can't stand to hear the truth - that you aren't gonna live forever and cigarettes are only destroying your health (no big deal).
I won't discuss it anymore to mindless scum - if anyone tells you anything different than what you want to hear than you fly off the handle. Mature responses like "shut the f*ck up" only make my points more valid. If you don't want to hear what I have to say - then get off this thread or start your own thread about the joys of smoking. I'm tired of smokers and their nicotine crutch - go ahead puff away, I vented about dying family and friends and how tired I am of seeing this shit. I'm glad you see me as a prick for wanting you to know about this and voicing my displeasure in this rampant addiction. You can call me a "pussy" and such but when you're on the hospital bed in an enormous amount of pain, I hope you remember this instance for just a split second while you are gasping for breath and tears roll down your pretty wife and children's face.
"It won't happen to me." - my friend Charles (recently diagnosed with lung cancer after 20 years of smoking) said this before and now at 38 years old, he has been given less than a month to live.
another sad tale of a young man's early death:
Final wish granted
[Times photo: V. Jane Windsor]
Taken hours before Bryan Lee Curtis died of lung cancer, this photo has circulated around the world, on hundreds of Web sites. Curtis' dying wish was that telling his story might help even one person stop smoking. Wish granted.
He wanted you to know
Bryan Curtis started smoking at 13, never thinking that 20 years later it would kill him. In his last weeks, he set out with a message for young people.
ST. PETERSBURG -- A consumer group in Canada posted his deathbed picture in dozens of schools and factories. Web sites in Germany and Poland and Brazil featured the frightening photo. Time magazine published it, too: a skeletal face sunk deep in a pillow.
And at least 300 people across the United States wrote the man's mom, saying they had been inspired by her son's story.
More than a year after Bryan Lee Curtis died, he's still saving lives.
"His last wish worked," Louise Curtis said of her youngest son. "He said he'd be happy if he even reached one person. I have no idea how many people that picture has touched. But I bet it's been thousands. I'm still getting cards.
"Bryan has helped an awful lot of folks. I'm so proud of him."
Bryan Curtis was 34. He was a mechanic, a roofer, a construction worker. He smoked two packs of Marlboro Reds almost every day, for nearly 20 years.
In early April 1999, the robust blond man with the wide moustache started suffering strange pains in his side. His mom insisted he see a doctor. He died of lung cancer nine weeks later.
He left a wife, a 9-year-old daughter, a 3-year-old son.
The day before he died, he asked his mom to help him get the word out. If others see what smoking did to me, he said, maybe they would stop -- or never start in the first place. So Louise Curtis called the newspaper.
The story ran June 15 under the headline: "He wanted you to know." The color photo -- snapped hours before his last, labored breath -- was disturbing. It showed a shadow of the man Bryan Curtis had been just two months earlier. Bald from chemotherapy, unable to lift his hands or his head, he lay on his back in a black T-shirt.
His wife, Bobbi, and son, Bryan Jr., were crying beside his bed.
"Bobbi's still smoking. But she's down to no more than a pack a day now," Louise Curtis said of her daughter-in-law. "And that poor little boy. My poor grandson. He still misses his dad so much."
Bryan Jr. turned 4 in August. His mom and grandmother planned a big bash. "All that day, that poor kid kept asking, "When's Daddy coming to my party?' "What'd Daddy buy me for my birthday?' " Louise Curtis said. "His mama told him, "Daddy's got a special seat on a star in Heaven now. He'll be watching you. But he won't be here for your birthday.' "
So little Bryan asked to go see his dad. His mom and grandmother took him to the graveyard. "And he went right over, started pulling up the grass with his hands. "I got to get Daddy out of there,' he kept saying."
Louise Curtis started smoking even more after she buried Bryan. She upped her intake of Winstons to four packs a day. "I was so depressed," she said. "Seems like I just ate them cigarettes and kept needing more."
Then, just after Christmas, Louise Curtis thought she had a heart attack. An ambulance carried her to the hospital. Her heart was okay, but her health was fading. By the time doctors discharged her a few days later, she had quit smoking -- cold turkey.
"I can breathe better now," she said. "I don't have that rattling all night in my chest no more. And I don't hardly cough any anymore either."
Bryan Curtis' older brother and nephew have quit smoking, too. His sister, Judy, carries his deathbed picture in her wallet, to show people she sees smoking. "They couldn't stand to look at him, just before he died," Louise Curtis said of her other children. "But that sight is what changed things for them."
This year, the American Cancer Society estimates, smoking will kill 156,900 Americans. The sooner smokers stop, the more chance they have of saving themselves. By the time Bryan Curtis found out he was dying, it was too late.
His mom has gotten cards from mothers saying they posted Bryan's picture on their refrigerator to shock their teens out of smoking. She's gotten letters from children thanking her for saving their parents' lives. A lawyer in South Carolina quit after discussing Bryan's situation on an Internet chat room. An Orlando woman put her packs away after she saw the story online.
"See, when I read the story, I finally (after 16 years of fighting this damn addiction) used the anguish and pain and sickness of this poor guy and family as my resolve to never light up again," Jennine Brandon wrote in an e-mail. "We are the same age . . . and I would like his family to know that he saved my life."
As you live your life in sometimes quiet desperation, facing adversity and tragedy: if you have hope and love, that mixture helps you overcome that tragedy and go on with the rest of your life.”
--Jack Lengyel
Yeah smoking is a pretty dumb habit when you think about it. I can't imagine anyone likes it the first time they try it, and you certainly don't form a habit after one cigarette. Therefore there has to be some motivation other than that. I smoked for a few years back in my teens, but it was pretty much because I used to hang out with my older sister and her friends and they all smoked. As soon as I got older I realised it was a total drain on my bank account and it was only going to lead to illness - and who wants to pay all that money to get ill?!
a lot of people get into it while smoking at parties and whatnot while drinking. I know a bunch of people who got hooked in college that way. I made a rule my first year in college to never buy a pack. if people offered one at a party I sometimes took it, but by never having my own I managed not to form a habit.
im not concerned about getting cancer or any other disease from passive smoking. what is my concern is that cigarette smoke makes me physically ill. it makes me nauseous and gives me an almighty headache. if you want me to puke on you, sure be my guest light up next to me.
yeah I think for an adult secondhand smoke is a fairly small risk, unless maybe if you're around it ALL the time. But I can't stand the way being a smoky place makes me feel. yick. ugh, and then the next morning when you shower and all the stink comes out of your hair and you realize that your clothes are making the whole house smell...nasty.
I'm tired of the fools at concerts lighting up next to me. I know this is going to piss people off, but I could care less - my mother in law is dying from terminal lung cancer (she smoked for 40 years) and i have no tolerance for it anymore. After seeing someone suffer in immense pain and then crawl to the bathroom to smoke when she was too weak to walk - I wanna rip every friggin cigarette into a milllion pieces!! Her poor health has ruined my marriage (my wife takes care of her) and destroyed our personal lives (work and then be a caregiver).
I want everyone who smokes to know that they need to get some freakin balls and willpower and quit. I know I am venting some anger here - but if you smoke you will die an early death I guarantee it!!!!!!!!! If you are so stupid to take your own health and others around you for granted - then stay the f*ck away from me. I want no part of your cancer - your stained teeth, your rotten mouth, your diseased cough, or your second hand smoke!
Big Tobacco is just as bad as the oil companies - Greedy pigs! Please don't smoke next to me - because if you do god help you!!!!!!!!!!!
i couldn't possibly agree with you MORE! as a lifelong non-smoker who grew up with two smoking parents, i have spent my entire life fighting for my right to breathe clean air. and when anyone starts in with that shit about their right to smoke", i have always shut them the fuck up with, "my body was made for breathing, as was yours. neither of our bodies were made for smoking." their CHOICE to smoke is one-upped by my RIGHT to breathe.
wayne dyer said recently something i've always found amusing as well, that a "non-smoking" section in a restaurant makes as much sense as a peeing section in a pool.
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i couldn't possibly agree with you MORE! as a lifelong non-smoker who grew up with two smoking parents, i have spent my entire life fighting for my right to breathe clean air. and when anyone starts in with that shit about their right to smoke", i have always shut them the fuck up with, "my body was made for breathing, as was yours. neither of our bodies were made for smoking." their CHOICE to smoke is one-upped by my RIGHT to breathe.
wayne dyer said recently something i've always found amusing as well, that a "non-smoking" section in a restaurant makes as much sense as a peeing section in a pool.
basically smoking is an externality. Someone is making the choice to smoke, but imposing costs on others who had no part in the decision. it is absolutely no different than what is commonly thought of as pollution. that's why I think it shouldn't be allowed in public places. If people want to smoke that's fine with me, but once you impose costs on others that you have no intention of paying for, I have no sympathy.
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Like I said in my last post; if it's a non-smoking venue and it's bothering you, notify security.....like a pussy. otherwise, shut up.
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Some of you on here can't stand to hear the truth - that you aren't gonna live forever and cigarettes are only destroying your health (no big deal).
I won't discuss it anymore to mindless scum - if anyone tells you anything different than what you want to hear than you fly off the handle. Mature responses like "shut the f*ck up" only make my points more valid. If you don't want to hear what I have to say - then get off this thread or start your own thread about the joys of smoking. I'm tired of smokers and their nicotine crutch - go ahead puff away, I vented about dying family and friends and how tired I am of seeing this shit. I'm glad you see me as a prick for wanting you to know about this and voicing my displeasure in this rampant addiction. You can call me a "pussy" and such but when you're on the hospital bed in an enormous amount of pain, I hope you remember this instance for just a split second while you are gasping for breath and tears roll down your pretty wife and children's face.
"It won't happen to me." - my friend Charles (recently diagnosed with lung cancer after 20 years of smoking) said this before and now at 38 years old, he has been given less than a month to live.
another sad tale of a young man's early death:
Final wish granted
[Times photo: V. Jane Windsor]
Taken hours before Bryan Lee Curtis died of lung cancer, this photo has circulated around the world, on hundreds of Web sites. Curtis' dying wish was that telling his story might help even one person stop smoking. Wish granted.
By LANE DeGREGORY
© St. Petersburg Times, published October 29, 2000
He wanted you to know
Bryan Curtis started smoking at 13, never thinking that 20 years later it would kill him. In his last weeks, he set out with a message for young people.
ST. PETERSBURG -- A consumer group in Canada posted his deathbed picture in dozens of schools and factories. Web sites in Germany and Poland and Brazil featured the frightening photo. Time magazine published it, too: a skeletal face sunk deep in a pillow.
And at least 300 people across the United States wrote the man's mom, saying they had been inspired by her son's story.
More than a year after Bryan Lee Curtis died, he's still saving lives.
"His last wish worked," Louise Curtis said of her youngest son. "He said he'd be happy if he even reached one person. I have no idea how many people that picture has touched. But I bet it's been thousands. I'm still getting cards.
"Bryan has helped an awful lot of folks. I'm so proud of him."
Bryan Curtis was 34. He was a mechanic, a roofer, a construction worker. He smoked two packs of Marlboro Reds almost every day, for nearly 20 years.
In early April 1999, the robust blond man with the wide moustache started suffering strange pains in his side. His mom insisted he see a doctor. He died of lung cancer nine weeks later.
He left a wife, a 9-year-old daughter, a 3-year-old son.
The day before he died, he asked his mom to help him get the word out. If others see what smoking did to me, he said, maybe they would stop -- or never start in the first place. So Louise Curtis called the newspaper.
The story ran June 15 under the headline: "He wanted you to know." The color photo -- snapped hours before his last, labored breath -- was disturbing. It showed a shadow of the man Bryan Curtis had been just two months earlier. Bald from chemotherapy, unable to lift his hands or his head, he lay on his back in a black T-shirt.
His wife, Bobbi, and son, Bryan Jr., were crying beside his bed.
"Bobbi's still smoking. But she's down to no more than a pack a day now," Louise Curtis said of her daughter-in-law. "And that poor little boy. My poor grandson. He still misses his dad so much."
Bryan Jr. turned 4 in August. His mom and grandmother planned a big bash. "All that day, that poor kid kept asking, "When's Daddy coming to my party?' "What'd Daddy buy me for my birthday?' " Louise Curtis said. "His mama told him, "Daddy's got a special seat on a star in Heaven now. He'll be watching you. But he won't be here for your birthday.' "
So little Bryan asked to go see his dad. His mom and grandmother took him to the graveyard. "And he went right over, started pulling up the grass with his hands. "I got to get Daddy out of there,' he kept saying."
Louise Curtis started smoking even more after she buried Bryan. She upped her intake of Winstons to four packs a day. "I was so depressed," she said. "Seems like I just ate them cigarettes and kept needing more."
Then, just after Christmas, Louise Curtis thought she had a heart attack. An ambulance carried her to the hospital. Her heart was okay, but her health was fading. By the time doctors discharged her a few days later, she had quit smoking -- cold turkey.
"I can breathe better now," she said. "I don't have that rattling all night in my chest no more. And I don't hardly cough any anymore either."
Bryan Curtis' older brother and nephew have quit smoking, too. His sister, Judy, carries his deathbed picture in her wallet, to show people she sees smoking. "They couldn't stand to look at him, just before he died," Louise Curtis said of her other children. "But that sight is what changed things for them."
This year, the American Cancer Society estimates, smoking will kill 156,900 Americans. The sooner smokers stop, the more chance they have of saving themselves. By the time Bryan Curtis found out he was dying, it was too late.
His mom has gotten cards from mothers saying they posted Bryan's picture on their refrigerator to shock their teens out of smoking. She's gotten letters from children thanking her for saving their parents' lives. A lawyer in South Carolina quit after discussing Bryan's situation on an Internet chat room. An Orlando woman put her packs away after she saw the story online.
"See, when I read the story, I finally (after 16 years of fighting this damn addiction) used the anguish and pain and sickness of this poor guy and family as my resolve to never light up again," Jennine Brandon wrote in an e-mail. "We are the same age . . . and I would like his family to know that he saved my life."
--Jack Lengyel
a lot of people get into it while smoking at parties and whatnot while drinking. I know a bunch of people who got hooked in college that way. I made a rule my first year in college to never buy a pack. if people offered one at a party I sometimes took it, but by never having my own I managed not to form a habit.
yeah I think for an adult secondhand smoke is a fairly small risk, unless maybe if you're around it ALL the time. But I can't stand the way being a smoky place makes me feel. yick. ugh, and then the next morning when you shower and all the stink comes out of your hair and you realize that your clothes are making the whole house smell...nasty.
i couldn't possibly agree with you MORE! as a lifelong non-smoker who grew up with two smoking parents, i have spent my entire life fighting for my right to breathe clean air. and when anyone starts in with that shit about their right to smoke", i have always shut them the fuck up with, "my body was made for breathing, as was yours. neither of our bodies were made for smoking." their CHOICE to smoke is one-upped by my RIGHT to breathe.
wayne dyer said recently something i've always found amusing as well, that a "non-smoking" section in a restaurant makes as much sense as a peeing section in a pool.
"Obama's main opponent in this election on November 4th (was) not John McCain, it (was) ignorance."~Michael Moore
"i'm feeling kinda righteous right now. with my badass motherfuckin' ukulele!"
~ed, 8/7
basically smoking is an externality. Someone is making the choice to smoke, but imposing costs on others who had no part in the decision. it is absolutely no different than what is commonly thought of as pollution. that's why I think it shouldn't be allowed in public places. If people want to smoke that's fine with me, but once you impose costs on others that you have no intention of paying for, I have no sympathy.
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