Please don’t say I didn’t try. I really did. But the only thing I ever got was a headache, which is just as well as it saved me from becoming addicted to a substance that is at least said to be harder to kick than heroin. Although I’m not a fan of tobacco or tobacco companies, which have a sorry history of lying about their product, and as a non-smoker the last thing I want is my lungs to be filled with something that causes cancer (though let’s face it Joe Jackson was on to something), it’s still hard to see the photo below and not think it reeks of the isolation connected both to contagious diseases and unruly prisoners:
I wasn’t aware until very recently that there were employees who were actually being tested for nicotine or that people were being turned down for employment because they smoked. Which of course raises the question, Whose Life Is It Anyway?
For those who have never heard it, why not have a listen to Sixteen Tons: