I was in an elevator today in an old-ass building, and I noticed that the inside of the elevator had a "No Smoking" sign on the side. At this point, it's like "no shit." It was just funny to imagine that smoking in the building was once allowed - just not in the elevator. It seems that we are slowly eradicating smoking, mostly by banning it in successively more locations under the pretext of "secondhand smoke." Meanwhile, the generation growing up never sees anybody doing it anywhere so they don't try it. It makes me wonder whether, if alcohol prohibition had been tried very gradually over decades instead of all at once, you'd be able to actually make it work. I don't smoke - never have, probably never will. I have enough vices. Both parents do. Well, one does, one did - the other quit when he got cancer and then died. PROTIP: Cancer sucks. Brother does off and on. My grandmother smoked like a chimney, lived into her late 80s, and died of alcohol dementia rather than anything caused by the smoking. She smoked so much that you can still smell her house from ten feet away. I am not kidding about this. Personally, I think people should be able to do what they want, and the dangers of secondhand smoke are wildly overblown. Indoors in unventilated space? No smoking, fine. But outside at the bar? On the patio at a restaurant? Whatever. FOCUS: Smoking! Experiences? Thoughts? Are the laws too draconian? Is the creeping ban on smoking a good thing or a bad thing?