On the benefits of harmful things

Smoking is harmful. Smoking causes demons. Or something like that. This is written on packs in capital letters. Smokers are driven into a ghetto, they are forbidden to smoke in restaurants, cafes, airports, stations, business centers, places even on the streets.

And a loyal smoker, like, for example, does not argue with this: well, yes, it is harmful. Air all this does not ozon. Non -smokers suffer, although they should not. And the loyal smoker goes dutifully into a special, poorly ventilated room, where the air - if only it can be called air - sorcerers, like bread bread, and even a cigarette is not so tasty.

However, this is all for a short while, in Russia, according to the fresh anti -tobacco law, there will be no special places for smoking at all.

And, by the way, about taste, this is important. A person who smokes the first cigarette experiences something like an easy intoxication, coupled with a mental rise. The world after it becomes a little more blue than before. A little more transparent. I want to live in it.

A person who smokes a cigarette, for example, a hundred thousandth, experiences feelings completely different. The usual taste of the stable, diluted with thoughts of death, plus the feeling that this is not a cigarette, but a nail that you yourself are scoring somewhere in the lungs, in the head, in the heart. Smoking causes heart attacks and strokes, by the way, they also write about this on packs. Well, the world remains the same, as a rule, gray. I want to live in it not that less, let's say more calmly - the same.

But you know what? It’s nice to smoke. Rather, it is unpleasant not to smoke. Despite the abundance of knowledge about premature aging of the skin, chronic lung diseases mentioned above the demons. Despite this to us smokers, in the sensations the truth about the dangers of this very habit.

At the same time, a smoker - if only he does not force the non -smoking smoke forcibly inhale, but we are talking about smokers loyal to the oppression, right? - For others, it is relatively harmless. He is alien to proselytism. He is not trying to seduce others. Quite even opposite.

Ah, I remember, in my youth, I sat far from civilization, on the banks of a large river. In front of me lay a pack, and in it - the last cigarette. I knew that I could only buy the next pack in two days when I end up in the city again. I was sad.

And then my friend got hooked on me, free from the pernicious habits. “Actually, I don’t smoke,” he said about his superiority, “but this evening is so beautiful.” And he took the latter unceremoniously from my pack.

Only a good upbringing prevented me from killing him here.

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It was a warm -up. Just smoking is a convenient topic for the start. The lesson is obviously harmful, bringing, as the length of service increases, the pleasure is more perverted, or, at least, dubious. In addition, I know a lot about it. I smoke a long time and a lot.

But the main thing is that the smoker in the modern world turns, in addition to its will, into one of the main enemies of society. Pedophiles, homophobes, smokers, Nazis-such a row is built in the head when reading newspaper reports on the fight against the sins and vices of our world.

In addition, adherents of a healthy lifestyle, the further, the more boldly invade the personal space of the smoker. Forbidding him to smoke on a deserted street, where he will definitely not harm anyone except himself. Like in New York. Forbidden to even chew tobacco - this was already planned by Russian lawmakers.

And I have no doubt that this is only the first step.

The historical path of Europe, on which we, to the good sadness of the adherents of Eurasianism, are not the first time trying to step - this is the path to ourselves, the path to freedom and comfort. Personal, which is important, freedom, and personal comfort. If you think, freedom is comfort.

In this extremely selfish at first glance, the thesis is hidden by the possibility of a civilized hostel: you will not attempted to encroach on the freedom and comfort of another (including another, in a broad sense), if you value your own. Such an attitude to freedom creates a limit, personal space, and you will not climb into someone else's personal space without an invitation, if you realize your value.

If the case is complete without violence, if you are not touched, if it is not about protection, then you should not be outraged that your neighbor eats, what he drinks, what reads. What gods worships. With whom he copies and in what poses. And what, excuse me, smokes.

This is freedom. This is comfort.

From this point of view, the protest of non -smoking against smoking in his presence is understandable. Fair. And nothing but respect does not deserve.

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But then suddenly the game begins completely different. A neighbor whose rights you respect, for the sake of respect for your own, begins to look at you askance. Smoking is harmful. That is - primitively reasoning, incorrectly. And irregularities must be corrected. And even inside your cramped personal space, you lose the right to choose. Someone from the outside begins to decide whether you need potential heart attacks and strokes. Is it worth a dubious joy delivered by a cigarette, the prospects to die from lung cancer. Someone, not you.

And yet tasty (that is, as a rule, fatty and fried) food is harmful. The meat is harmful. And animals suffer. And now today, adherents of a healthy lifestyle look askance at the one who orders a steak in a restaurant. The day after tomorrow they will insist that the steak does not eat in their presence. And then - on the total ban on steaks.

No, of course, a useful sprouted wheat is disgusting. Absolutely not tasty. But it retains health.

Then alcohol. Then, let's say, sex is excessively frequent or excessively passionate. This is the load on the heart.

Then - books that cause depression, neurosis, or, conversely, an excessive emotional upsurge. After all, wrinkles appear from this.

And it is possible that very soon we will find ourselves inside an uncomfortable, but extremely healthy world. Which will rule wax dolls with pink faces, never in life have not tasted anything pleasant.

But then they will definitely know how to preserve a good skin color and live up to one hundred and twenty.

Read the discussions of some vegan in specialized forums. They are now ready to burn the infidels on the stake. And tomorrow they will certainly begin, because progress for them.

Because everything is pleasant, everything is delicious, it is harmful. This is proved by doctors, and it is useless to argue with doctors. Moreover, expensive.

This will be a wonderful world of absolutely healthy centenarians, but to understand why they need this long, healthy, but completely completely uncomplicated joys, is not easy.

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If freedom is valuable to you, you must understand: it has a chance for safety only until you eat the freedom of another. While you are leaving him the right to do things that he wants, which he can do, without touching you. Even if these things from your point of view, from a medical point of view, from the point of view of common sense, are harmful and wrong.

Leave the right to fill the life of joys due to the time of suicide in a time of suicide to those who want it. Leave them a hamburger, a cigarette and a portion of whiskey.

Consolate superiority. Think that you will, unlike these unreasonable ones, live, for example, forever among the vegetables prepared for a couple without color, taste and smell.

Do they seem crazy for you, these people? Believe me, this is mutual, and it is not known who is right, despite all medical conclusions.

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Residents of Sibaris, told one ancient plastic Greek, going to war, found that in their frivolous city there were no horses, with the exception of circus. So on the circus and went. Tricky enemies began to perform funny music, the horses out of the old habit settled on the dance, the riders from the horses fell, and the battle was lost.

Pragmatists of all times believed that this story teaches virtues. Self -restraint. The need to deprive yourself of joy for future achievements.

But it always seemed to me that she was about another. It is about the fact that the life of the Sibarites was clearly more fun than their enemies, the harsh, probably, and the healthy health.

And death is funny and less terrible.

In connection with which I, perhaps, will finish writing the list, lit up, a poem by an old poet about Princess Nicotin. Divine there are lines there, well, here, for example:

Oh, night lights, idol,
Royal nicotine!
Remove this world
You and I do not want.
You are double the shadow of the shame,
Like a dormous dance, flexible
Sleep about faces, a host of visions,
The places of unclean kind genius,
Memory of ancient spells,
Guard of dumb rotten lowlands,
Royal nicotine!

The poet, by the way, in the end, supporters of the correct image of thoughts were literally put in a cage. But he is remembered, but they are not.