It’s been bugging me a lot lately.
In the 70s I was promised a future of jetpacks, hover cars, holidays on the Moon and peace through war. I got traffic jams, spiralling insurance, Butlins and Jeffrey Archer novels. Stuff simply isn’t panning out like it should.
The same thing is going on with the price of vaping kit.
Humans seem to be on a perpetual quest to experience the very best of something for one moment in their lives; what would constitute that in vape form? The greatest flavour? The biggest cloud? Or, would it involve the vaping event being combined with another activity? For some it is sub-ohming.
This week, the entertaining and widely read Physician’s News carried a vape-related story under the headline “Doctors Want Hollywood to Cancel E-Cigs“.
“The Pennsylvania Medical Society passed a resolution calling on the American Medical Association to lobby federal agencies to prohibit celebrity endorsements and product placement of electronic cigarettes.”
It’s going to be made, the only question is when, and it’s going to document the rise of a cultural paradigm shift of the public use of nicotine. It will touch on the stories, the people and the products; a tale of millions escaping from cancer and the World Health Organisation.
I am sure the reason I was sent to bed and banned from watching Carry On Camping wasn’t to protect my eyes from Babs Windsor popping out. In fact I know it wasn’t – it was because of the petulant confrontation I’d just had. But, had I seen it when it was first screened on television I am sure I would have become obsessed by sex.
I’m nursing pain. It’s a widely known fact that men bear the hardship of physical discomfort better than women, and I wouldn’t usually mention it, but the severity of this means there are massive questions demanding answering.
Without doubt, the work carried out (and planned for the future) by Doctor Farsalinos makes him a leading figure in the vaping world. The sterling research achievements are complimented by his advocacy during public debate. Be it combatting bad legislation, improving business practise or making the process of vaping safer – the Doc is a true vaping hero.
In a never-ending quest to bring support to vapers old and new (and slip songs from my favourite bands into the titles), here’s a list of some of the probable and improbable consequences to vaping:
“So, what would you little maniacs like to do first?”
Hands up, I’m emotionally stunted. After encountering the film Weird Science in 1985 I have wasted the intervening 29 years wishing for the day I could alter Kelly LeBrock’s assets on a computer screen. Science has been so quick to embrace ideas thrashed out by Isaac Asimov yet has treated John Hughes’ genius with utter contempt. Shame on you, men in lab coats, shame on you.
Every episode began the same way: Barry Gray’s rolling drums and big horns combined with the thunderous numerical countdown provided by Peter Dyneley. In a small child this produced the same effect as when an adult hears the question “Shall we go to the pub?”
The plot probably doesn’t need explaining, surely there can’t be anyone alive not aware that this secret organisation carried out acts of daring do in order to save lives from mortal danger. And it all kicked off when we got to “1”.
