Yeah, I’m gonna go with DianaG and **Happy Scrappy Hero Pup ** on this. (And, yep, I’m a smoker. Yeah, I know it’s not healthy, and I know that many people consider it to be a disgusting habit, but hey, I’m an adult, and I can make my own choices.)
Believe it or not, lowbrass, I think I get where you’re coming from WRT consideration from smokers. I’m actually the guy who *won’t * smoke underneath an enclosed bus shelter, or who will (if possible) temporarily remove myself from a movie ticket queue if I want to smoke. (This is not necessary for me, though, b/c I very rarely go to the movies and, at any rate, I’m able to wait in a line like that without smoking. Hell, I’m even more than capable of flying across the Atlantic without going into I-need-a-cigarette seizures. I will say, though, that I’m glad I fly Northwest Airlines b/c part of their terminal in Detroit is not far from an in-aiport bar that allows me to have a smoke with my scotch between flights.) The thing is, though, I can’t help but get a sense from what you’ve written that you really and truly want to see smoking banned anywhere in public, period. Not just indoors, but outdoors, as well. (Yes, I’ve read what you’ve written, and I’m not accusing you of outright mendacity, but still, there’s this…vibe that I get from your posts thus far.)
As **DianaG ** and **Happy Scrappy Hero Pup ** have pointed out, non-smokers who are bothered/annoyed/feel that there’s a dire and immediate threat to their lives b/c of cigarette smoke have been gaining–and will continue to gain, I think–the lion’s share of the pie. You guys have many, many more places where you don’t have to deal with cigarette smoke, compared to the number of places where smokers are able to smoke, or at least are not explicity enjoined from smoking.
My question, then, is this: If I (and many other smokers) can deal with the fact that there’s an increasing number of enclosed spaces where we can’t indulge our habit (and though I really wish that bar owners, in particular, had been allowed to decide for themselves whether or not they wanted to allow smoking, I do get that the law is the law, and I intend to abide by it), why can’t people like you just do a happy dance over the fact that you can go to bars, restaurants, pretty much almost anywhere–indoors–without dealing with cigarette smoke? Why do you feel the need to impose your wants (or health requirements, as the case may be) in the ever-dwindling number of places where people are allowed to smoke?
(Sweet Og, I remember reading just in the past couple of years of condos–or co-ops, I can’t remember which–in New York that were instituting rules about not allowing people to smoke *in their own homes * because some smoke might drift through the ventilation to other units.)
I know that you object to the characterization of this kind of behavior as entitlement, but, honestly, I can’t see how it can be fairly characterized as anything else.
If you don’t want to smell smoke at a restaurant that has all-**outdoor ** seating, then don’t go, because the fact is, you have *so many more options * where your desires will be catered to than smokers do. If you don’t want to smell someone’s cigarette smoke while waiting in a movie ticket queue, then, until the government prohibits smoking in the open air (and I’m sure that some who share your views are chomping at the bit for this to happen), why don’t *you * temporarily remove *yourself * from line? I mean, hell, I doubt that you’d have any difficulty getting someone to hold your place. Even a nasty smoker like me would hold your place for you in a situation like this. Imagine that!
I’m not trying to be unreasonable or mean, but, shit, please bear in mind that, with the ever-widening anti-smoking legislation, it is the *smokers, who have to make an adjustment, * who are being inconvenienced. (And before anyone starts some bullshit about **why ** we’re being inconvenienced, we generally understand the reasons, and we deal with it.) Given that, I don’t think it’s a cardinal sin–or even run-of-the-mill rudenss or inconsiderate–to expect you to be inconvenienced *on the rare occasion * that this would occur.
And yeah, if we were in the open air and I were smoking a cigarette, and you asked me–even kindly–to extinguish it, you’d get a “fuck you” from me. I might not say it in so many words (Mama raised me to be too Southern and polite for that), but you’d better damn well believe that that’s what my bottom line would be.