i’ll tell you what though, nothing makes me want to keep smoking more than self-righteous non-smokers.
it is not okay to just run around calling people repulsive, bro.
“why would you do anything that increases your risk of cancer?!?!?!”
um i don’t know because i wasn’t planning on being immortal anyway and it makes people like you keep a distance.
“why?!?!?!” they say…as they drink their third cup that morning of their favorite possible carcinogen otherwise known as coffee and head off in their known-carcinogen-spewing truck to get a refill on their known-carcinogenic birth control, dialing friends on the way to make sure they’re in for getting drunk on a variety of known carcinogens known as alcohol tonight, which reminds them they should hit up the known-carcinogen factory known as a tanning salon before next weekend, when they’re going to their beach cabin with a likely-carcinogen generator called a wood stove to soak in the likely-carcinogen source known as the sun.
I don’t smoke, but I also don’t try to control other people’s risk factors and life decisions, because we all have our own levels of acceptable risk and benefits and reasons and can be perfectly reasonable people despite making different choices than other people, and we pretty much all do risky things that we find acceptable.
hear hear.
I try my best to gently nudge the average person’s idea of a smoker (not the cigarette kind, ‘hem) in a different direction, but I neither condemn anyone else for doing it (or a variety of other dangerous things, as listed above), nor try to claim that smoking is for everyone.
immortality is a) currently out of reach and b) not really something I relish the idea of anyway, unless a TON of factors fell into place. so why worry about it so goddamn much?