The Sacrifice of the Asthmatics.

It is very noble of all the asthmatics to throw themselves on the altar of the antismoking zealots, and to abandon all hope of any kind of permanent cure so that smokers can be demonised further.

You see, the antismokers have decided that the smoking ban has cured asthma even though that unfortunate devil called ‘Reality’ insists on using facts to show that it has done no such thing. In fact, there is no relationship between smoking and asthma at all. You don’t believe me, asthmatics? Well, it doesn’t matter now anyway. The High Priests of Antismoking have their sacrificial blades poised over you and you really can’t stop them now. Your asthma will one day kill you. You will blame the smokers, not the High Priest with the knife. You will never see the futility of your death.

Smokers did not cause your asthma but if you want to continue to believe we did, I am fine with that. You go ahead and join with the mantra that smoking, and only smoking, is the cause of your breathing problems. I have no breathing problems despite actively smoking for over thirty years but if you really want to believe that a miniscule fraction of what I have inhaled has utterly destroyed your airways, be my guest. I am really not interested in changing your mind. Believe fully in the antismoker agenda, accept all that they tell you, blame me for all your ills. I don’t mind.

It does mean that you accept that medical ‘science’ has stopped bothering to consider any other cause. It does mean that you accept that the only ‘research’ into your illness will be that which attempts to link it to smoking, by more and more tenuous and blatantly false means. It does mean that you accept that no other cause will be researched in any way at all, since that might distract the masses from the Holy Zealotry of the Antismoker.

I am, I admit, impressed by your noble sacrifice. You are willing to give up any hope of a cure in order to further the agenda of smoker-hatred, even though you know, deep down, that smokers are not the cause and are rarely (if ever) the trigger for an asthma attack. What is? What could be done to permanently prevent any further attacks? None of us will ever know, as long as the mad medics insist that everything is caused by smoking. But don’t let that shake your faith. Your faith will kill you, but you will die believing in the Smokeless Zone and you know that’s something worth giving up your life to defend.

You are willing to lay down your life for the antismoking cause, to wheeze with your last breath the bile-flecked propaganda of the antismoker, to pass away, perhaps knowing, in your final thoughts, that there could have been a cure. There might have been, if there was any real research left. Perhaps if it hadn’t all been hijacked by the NeoPuritans and the snarling medics, there might have been someone, somewhere, willing to actually find a workable solution. A permanent cure for asthma. Don’t look at me. I’m a smoker. I’m not even going to try.

And yet you didn’t want that chance anyway. No, far more honourable to die as a pawn of the Antismoking Inquisition, as a sacrifice on the altar of Righteousness. A willing and joyful offering to the Cause. To die as part of a vicious and spiteful denormalisation program is the surest route to heaven, isn’t it?

I salute your courage, and your sacrifice. As a smoker, I will light one in your honour.

I will feel no guilt at the end because I didn’t kill you. Those who did are incapable of feeling anything at all. They just move on to the next in line.

There is nothing I can do to persuade you of the madness of your faith, so I will not try. It’s too late anyway. The medics who treat you, the charities who keep you as pets, they own you now. They’ll use you as they see fit and you’ll accept it without question. Perhaps your lip is curling even now as you regard this smoker’s words as the deranged ramblings of a hopelessly addicted idiot. Curl away. Laugh, point at me and deride me. I don’t care.

Because in the end, I’m not the one being controlled. I’m not the one laying down his life for any cause at all, much less for one based on bigotry and hatred. I don’t have your single-minded blind courage. I am not willing to die for some imaginary ‘smoking cause’.

Once again, I am impressed that you are willing to die for your antismoking masters.

I hope you are fully convinced that it’s worth it, because it’s too late to change your mind now..