What fun cigarettes were back in the day.   People looked forward their next one.  "Time to pound another nail," people would say, coughing, leaning  back from their desk, in the 1960s,  lighting one up.   

People were still allowed to do it, with their big expensive designer ash trays on their desk like dirty cut glass sculptures.   At the time a full ash tray, piled a foot high with ciggy butts, was a sign of a strong work ethic.  Cigarettes helped sweating office bulwarks, all of whom played sports in high school, to focus on corporate objectives.  In those days people had heart attacks at work and people respected them for choosing a name brand, rather than some cheap inferior tobacco  that lazy winos had to subsist on.

People had standards back  then.   Honor.  Health bushido.    None of that pussy cop-out routine.  No blame game.  Rugged individuals smoked cartons of cigs per day.   And puffed off when their number came up.  

Now only poor people smoke cigarettes, and everyone acts like a pussy over anything health related.   When the middle class snivels, everyone lobbies congress for health care reform.  I think there would be fewer mass homicides all over the US is everyone got free cigarettes in the mail, want 'em or not.   Call it a precaution.   

Maybe people have it all wrong about the epidemic of violence that is  permeating our daily lives  Maybe the Planet Earth is in a collective nicotine fit.   The world needs a  Camel Straight.  

Back in the day we called it 'pounding a nail in the coffin.'  It sure felt good doing it.   Go figure there was much less gun violence back then.  I am certain universal free cigs will help keep the peace now.