"Suddenly, now that I've taken up pipe smoking, friends and some family are coming out of the woodwork to express their deepest concerns that I am endangering my health; even my very life. Who knew so many were so concerned?"
Keep in mind I live in Mexico City, surely one of the most polluted places on earth.
When I turned 55 I decided that I was now old enough to take up the pipe. I researched the dangers long before striking my first match, so it's not as if I'm an uninformed fool. I wanted to smoke a pipe for me, my life, my choice. At the time I had no idea of how much I would enjoy tobacco and I'm very pleased I decided to smoke.
In retrospect, it seems a little wierd even to me that after living over half a century as a non smoker, anti-smoker to be more precise, I find myself reeking of tobacco and anticipating my next opportunity for a rich pipeful.
But to me this is not about health as many suggest, it's about living life as each one of us sees fit. If you don't want to smoke don't do it, but don't expect me to take people's whining about health issues seriously while we live in such toxic environments, both rural and urban.
Like you apatim, I'm constantly bombarded with other's concern for my health. The speak of how neglectful I'm being by jeopardizing my health at such a vulnerable age, or the complete disregard I have for my family or I'm asked, "Aren't you aware of how addictive smoking is?"
I find it all rather amusing. Can't people simply choose how to live their lives anymore? Is it such a sin and a crime to savour some of life's little pleasures?