But the "no cell phone" rules don't apply to me.

Those of us with grey hair tend to raise our voices on our cell phones because… there are no wires! Did anyone think this through? If there are no wires, how do the voices jump to my grandkids’ phones? They’re miles away. I’d better shout so the electrons can make it up to a satellite and back again…

The law says “no cell phone use while driving” yet people think nothing of distracting the bus driver by screaming into the device! When one such person was getting plain nasty and using extremely foul language, the driver pulled the bus over and told her to shut up or get off. When she refused, he threatened to call the police, so she hung up.

I saved money by replacing my cell phone with a shoehorn. My lungs used to be strong enough that the range of my shoehorn phone was nearly 200 ft., but that was before some jerk standing next to me decided to light up his cigarettes in the bus stop enclosure. Now I can’t even answer my calls without coughing up a lung.

Jerk.

The penalty is a fine which would cost me less than one hour of my lawyer’s time, so I think you will probably be disappointed.

Reported for wishing death on a poster, thanks for keeping it classy.

We obviously disagree on the standard of causing physical harm, and I doubt anything we say to each other will change the other’s mind. This sure didn’t change mine, though it did make me giggle a bit.

Actually, I will. Right now I’m smoking illegally, according to the local worker’s comp board. I swear it makes them taste better.

Also, I am an Anarchist, and I firmly believe the rules only apply to me to the extent and likelihood that I can be punished for breaking them. This is not an internet image thing, this is my driving political philosophy.

A fact of which I am well aware.

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I don’t think we go to the same places in Europe.

The management of the venue decides what is sufficiently “convenient”. You have no voice in the matter, other than by absenting yourself.

How about a shoe phone?

Horseshit. I can still choose to light up in that venue. If I do so, I will certainly be asked to leave, I will probably be banned from that venue in the future, and I could even get arrested if I was obnoxious enough about it. None of that changes the fact that I I still have the choice to comply or not, informed by the knowledge there are consequences if I defy social expectations or break local laws.

Then what’s the point? And I’m asking this with a minimum of snark and a maximum of sincere interest. Maybe this particular law isn’t stringently enforced where you are (?) I know here, the anti smoking brigade (manager, security guard, actual cop, whatever) would be on your ass in an instant. It hardly seems worth all the fuss to get literally one drag off a cigarette. Or is it strictly just to make a point?

Fair enough. It’s a bit of column A (I’m in a rural part of northern Canada) and a bit of column B.

The best way I can state it is comparing it to baby elephants. The old chestnut (I’m only using it for figurative truth, not literal truth) is that when elephants are babies, they are tied to trees with strong ropes. They try and escape, but they can’t. The ropes are too strong, the tree is too strong. They are trapped. As time goes on, they stop fighting and get used to it. As soon as someone puts a rope over their head, they know it’s futile, so they accept it and stop fighting.

Now go forward many years. These elephants are now tied by a thin rope to a plastic chair. They could easily break free if they wanted to, but they don’t. They can’t. They are trapped completely by their own minds. Mental chains are stronger than steel.

Anyhow, at some point my life took a weird turn. In circumstances that almost broke me, I ended up breaking the rope that I thought was unbreakable. And now I realize I could have been free the entire time, but I was a prisoner in my own mind. Society couldn’t chain me, but it sure could make me chain myself.

So now when anyone tries to put a rope over my head, I fight and kick. Even when it’s over something stupid like smoking.

But what if smoking is the rope over your head?

I appreciate the explanation (ya crazy bastid :wink: )

When I tell people that I leave mine off unless I want to call out, they look at me like I’m some sort of maniac or war criminal.

I grew up in an extremely abusive home and have fought against invisible chains my whole live so I can relate. I’ve got PTSD and get anxiety attacks at various invisible chains.

However, if you instinctively “fight and kick” against any restriction, have you really gained anything in life? Doesn’t this still make you a mental prisoner, only in role of fighting rather than complying?

“I don’t care if you Burn…” - Ralph Kramden, 1956

In a way it is, but it is one I put there myself, and one that I get both enjoyment and satisfaction from.

Sometimes when I fight I win. I know I won’t win about smoking, but in other areas of my life it has worked wonders. If I comply, I’ve already lost.

Also, because of my attitude, I’m always free in my own head. Even when I don’t fight the restriction, sometimes it’s enough to know that I can but I choose not to do so.

Bolding mine.

That definitely explains your entitled, selfish attitude, and failure to see/hostility towards reason. Selfishness and a disdain for the concepts of civilization and community are hallmarks of all forms of libertarianism, with anarchism being the worst of the lot. Political philosophy for “rebels without a cause” who think having three hairs under each armpit makes them men. :stuck_out_tongue:

You’ve got a lot of adult principles to get in tune with, and may that happen soon.

Was mainly thinking of Western, Central, and Northern Europe when I posted.

I’ll own the first two descriptions. I’ll argue the third, as I am perfectly capable of seeing reason. We just disagree on what seeing reason means.

This sounds like a lot like the phrase “man up,” where someone uses it to shame you right before they tell you to do something against your own best interest. I’ll decline.

I’m sorry, but I was on talking my Bluetooth. Would you folks kindly repeat the first 59 posts?