It’s been all over the news of “support your local merchant that checks id’s for people buying tobacco.” Obviously, this ploy isn’t working because these kids are getting their cigerettes from merchants who don’t care that they are selling to someone underage or cigerette machines ( if they still make them) or older people who don’t care if the kids smoke.
So, I thought of a way (albeit flawed) to help stop the teens and the merchants from selling tobacco. Inventory Control bar codes. For example, Marlboro puts a specific bar code on all their packs and the deliverly guy scans them when Joe Mercant receives them. When a kid is busted by either a parent/teacher/cop, they confiscate the smokes and run the bar code through all master scanner that tells them where they purchased the smokes. Cops go to the merchant and BAM, he gets a big fine. (I know, it’s severely flawed.)
Or, why not barcode our basic information
( Birthdate, name, blood type) onto our driver’s liscenses and have some kind of UPC like master computer that would work in conjuction with the police. That way our liscenses our scanned with our pictures on it and if there is a problem, like underage drinking or call the cops he’s got three warrants out on him, it would be a red flag for the merchant.
This is my rose colored glasses perfect world crime solving minute.
In a more reality based program, I think it should be mandatory to take kids, 10 years old or so, through the cancer wards and have discussions with life long smokers who’ve have their voice boxes removed.Ever talk to someone who has to use what looks like an electric razor pressed to his throat to speak. It will weird you out. Maybe see first hand what a diseased lung looks like. Shock treatment.
Then when they recover from that, we move them onto Shirley’s Sex Education Treatment: See what an infected penis and vagine look like from unprotected sex, watch a non-medicated birth to a teenager of the touring teen groups race and color. You know, fun stuff. (This would probably have severe backlash and make a generation of Jerry Falwellish kids, which would be really bad too.)
Anyone else mulling over their own solutions?
Give a man a fish, he’ll eat for a day.
Give a man a remote and he’ll never speak again.