No Smoking (more or less)

First of all, a disclaimer: I know that the majority of the people who read this page are non-smokers, and think that smoking’s a vile, nasty habit. Regardless, no high horses, please. Shetland ponies only.

The smoking ban came in at 6am on Sunday morning. I think it’s a good thing, although I think it may have been better to introduce it as they did in Ireland, at the end of an evening, with a great big party.

It is now illegal to smoke in any enclosed public space, such as bars, restaurants, etc etc.

What worried me was the vitriol between the two opposing camps in newspapers, magazines and the like, leading up to this law coming into effect.

The majority of smokers considered the supporters of the ban to be heartless killjoys, and the majority of the non-smokers considered smokers to be murdering bastards.

Speaking purely for myself, whilst I may have smoked in pubs (albeit trying to keep it as far away from non-smokers as possible and, if I were with a non-smoker, asking if they’d prefer if I stepped outside), I did not smoke in restaurants (ewwww), bus shelters, near children or pregnant women (or indeed, any passer by) and, in general, kept (and keep) my nasty toxic fumes away from everyone else.

I think the supporters of the ban had (and have) a very valid point and, whilst there’s a bit of me that wishes that there were a few select pubs where we could still suck on our death-sticks in the warm, I think Scotland was right to bring in this law.

So.
In summation: ban good, not all non-smokers are tight-arsed killjoys, and not all smokers are murderous, child-choking bastards.

Oh, and I never drop cigarette butts in the street, either. Littering is bad too, mmmkay?



Here. The Oracle of Bacon*. I can't get more than three.

*Do you see what I did there? Bacon? Smoking? Smoked bacon?
*sigh*
Oh, never mind.