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Originally posted by samsara15,
I like the idea that people can make their own choices. Even on drugs, and even when they are bad choices. That kill them. My father died of throat cancer when he was 73, from smoking cigars. Nonetheless, I don't think he was too pleased about it. But I don't think he would have banned cigars. |
Yes, I know this. I only wish that tobacco were banned when it was first discovered, in the Age of Discovery. Now that the industrial framework has been built up, it is impossible to go back. We have to accept that tobacco is going to be mass produced, and that people are going to use more of it than they should. I would not support banning tobacco today, but it should have been banned centuries ago when there was still a chance to stop it.
Yes, many people have lost their fathers to cancer caused by smoking, but I feel alone in that my father died when I was 16, and that I saw his body when he died while mowing the lawn, and that I went up to it, and kissed his purple, bloated face, something that I will never forget, something that will always haunt me. I have two years of high school left, and I don't have my dad to see me through them. I'm assuming that your father died when you were already well into adulthood, but I'm only a teenager and I have to deal with only having my mom-and she's not as smart as my dad, I can't talk to her like I could talk to my dad. I wish so badly that he could have died just a few more years later-I know that I need him, and I know that he would have loved so much to see me graduate, because he thought the whole world of me-the sun rose and set on me in his eyes. And I hardly realized it until now, but in my eyes the sun rose and set on my dad.