Unpopular opinion alert (i.e. don’t hate me, y’all!): I have been trying my hardest to remain diplomatic about the smoking ban since it was announced earlier this year. Even though I do enjoy my lady smokes, I can see the other point of view and respect other people’s opinions-unless it involves you telling me evolution does not exist. Then you’re just crazy.
I did and still do find it to be utterly and completely ridiculous that the government is telling private business owners that a LEGAL ACT is prohibited in their own establishment, but I voted for the guy who put the legislation into action so I feel partially responsible. I wonder if the people who voted for George Bush feel responsible for the war in Iraq? Probably not, but that’s beside the point.
I can understand why some people may not want to be around cigarette smoke when at a bar or restaurant. No, really. I. Get. It. There is no need to tell me how much you hate your clothes smelling like smoke ever again. 10-4. Over and out. If those who disliked smoking in restaurants would simply leave it at, “I don’t prefer it” and then drop it, I would be less begrudging in my acceptance of the new law. But every time I see someone getting on their moral high horse and applauding this clear violation of the government’s intrusiveness on private business I really, REALLY want to light up a cigarette and blow it right in their face. Don’t worry, though. I won’t, because I’m a true, Southern lady. I’ll just insult your purse or scarf, bless your heart.