Every single one of us makes unhealthy choices on a regular basis. Eating pizza, spending too much time at the computer, having sex with strangers, you name it – somebody’s doing it right now. We don’t do it for any particular reason, other than because we like it and want to. It’s the same reason why people jump out of planes with nothing but a piece of nylon strapped on their backs. They know there are about twenty things that can go wrong, each one ending in an immediate death, but they do it anyway because they get a kick out of it. Why is it that parachuters are lauded for their bravery while smokers are shunned in public?
I’d like to think people don’t judge others on their personal preferences, but that’s just not the way it is. Smokers are assumed to be morons even more quickly than artists are assumed to be gay. It would be really nice if we could all realize that what a person chooses to spend their time and money on really doesn’t say very much about who they are. I’ve met plenty of smokers who are perfectly rational people, and far more than my share of dickheads who would insist that tobacco is the devil’s blood and should be outlawed.
Yes, smoking is dangerous. I know it, you know it, and every smoker knows it. They’ve decided to take the risk of getting sick in thirty years in exchange for some short-term pleasure. Stop pretending you don’t do the exact same thing. You do, and you should keep doing it. It is never a poor choice to want to be happy.
So, for fuck’s sake, stop pointing at every person you see with a cigarette and telling me all about their bad life choices. It’s their life – let them do what they want.