How I gave up smoking and why I took it up again

[Zeede]

A wonderful read! Here in liberal California you're taught at an early age that guns are for insane criminals, and smoking is for agents of Death himself.

Well, I discovered quickly on not to share with my friends about my newfound love of firearms, and I'll likely keep it on the down low that I started smoking.

I also found gun owners to be remarkably friendly, down-to-earth folks that shared my views on life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. It was also remarkable how many of my friends had never bothered to do any research on their own and just swallowed the liberal media's KoolAid about guns.

The same holds true of cigars. The National Cancer Institute found that smoking cigars at a rate of five a day or less yielded an increased mortality risk of 2% over the next twelve years VS those that had never smoked.

Mike, I also marvelled that an always connected guy like me could stop, put down all of the electronic devices and spend an hour just enjoying a cigar. It was really something, because normally I *always* have my nose buried in my tablet or smartphone.

Finally, in conclusion, I'd like to share a conversation I had with my eight year old daughter (who has taken it upon herself to be daddy's chief nutritionist):

Me: Sweetie, I've noticed that you seem really cool about my new cigar hobby. (she's the one who comes in and monitors how many cans of soda daddy is drinking per week, for example)

Her: Well once you told me that you don't inhale, I was okay with it.

[Bruck]

A wonderful read! Here in liberal California you're taught at an early age that guns are for insane criminals, and smoking is for agents of Death himself.

Well, I discovered quickly on not to share with my friends about my newfound love of firearms, and I'll likely keep it on the down low that I started smoking.
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That reminds me of an artist friend of mine who's very left-wing politically but also a major gun nut. The Mrs. and I were over at his house for a Christmas party with a lot of his and his wife's artist/musician friends. As I was one of his range buddies, he calls me down to his basement to show off his firearms collection. "Don't tell anyone upstairs about this," he says, "there are some people up there who would be very upset about this." OK, mum's the word