Venting About Smoke
“A custom loathsome to the eye, hateful to the nose, harmful to the brain, dangerous to the lungs, and in the black, stinking fume thereof, nearest resembling the horrible Stygian smoke of the pit that is bottomless.”
So spoke King James I of England (1566 to 1625) about smoking tobacco. Also known for his version of the bible, King James was considered one of England’s most intelligent rulers.
I’ve always been a little irritated with people who gagged and griped about the lingering aroma of tobacco smoke. I do remember feeling squeamish (ok, guilty) when a friend said she could smell it on her children’s clothes when they returned from visiting their smoking father.
Now that I’ve been smoke-free for 18 days, I’ve become hyper-sensitive to the smell of tobacco smoke. Honestly, it doesn’t smell too great when it’s from someone who just had a cigarette.
But it still smells delicious when it’s a lit cigarette. I hope that attraction goes away.
