But even if you failed to assert the consequences of your actions, you’d surely run across someone close that told ya “why do you smoke? STOP! I like you being around longer!” or so? Wouldn’t that at least trigger some “hmm?”
Besides, my opinion surely is based on anecdotal knowledge of the past 3 decades and many talks with smokers. My “field-study” surely saw a correlation between general intellect and the usual self-lies about why “i love it sooo much”. Obviously not everybody able to lie to themselves to such an extent, is also dumb as a doornail.
Most of my friends were also smoking, most of the colleagues I regularly talked to I’ve met on smoking breaks, my dad gifted me our family heirloom cigarette case when I turned 18. You might underestimate how normal was smoking back then. Until we moved out of our small-ish village when I was around 7, I didn’t know or seen any non-smoking adult.
I didn’t underestimate how normal it was back then. I started too back then. Everyone smoked. Everywhere. All the time. Restaurants, supermarkets, trains, cars, AIRPLANES. Those were horribly shitty times (in that regard).
What i meant is that lying to yourself “i love this!” until you actually think you do. THIS is the dumb thing. Deciding that you’re never going to stop, so you can just start “loving” it instead. So you at least hate yourself a lil less. Or more precise: Stuff that feeling way deeper down, so you might forget it’s there.
Everyone does stupid things, no matter how “smart” one is. This was not the point.
But even if you failed to assert the consequences of your actions, you’d surely run across someone close that told ya “why do you smoke? STOP! I like you being around longer!” or so? Wouldn’t that at least trigger some “hmm?”
Besides, my opinion surely is based on anecdotal knowledge of the past 3 decades and many talks with smokers. My “field-study” surely saw a correlation between general intellect and the usual self-lies about why “i love it sooo much”. Obviously not everybody able to lie to themselves to such an extent, is also dumb as a doornail.
Most of my friends were also smoking, most of the colleagues I regularly talked to I’ve met on smoking breaks, my dad gifted me our family heirloom cigarette case when I turned 18. You might underestimate how normal was smoking back then. Until we moved out of our small-ish village when I was around 7, I didn’t know or seen any non-smoking adult.
I didn’t underestimate how normal it was back then. I started too back then. Everyone smoked. Everywhere. All the time. Restaurants, supermarkets, trains, cars, AIRPLANES. Those were horribly shitty times (in that regard).
What i meant is that lying to yourself “i love this!” until you actually think you do. THIS is the dumb thing. Deciding that you’re never going to stop, so you can just start “loving” it instead. So you at least hate yourself a lil less. Or more precise: Stuff that feeling way deeper down, so you might forget it’s there. Everyone does stupid things, no matter how “smart” one is. This was not the point.