Stop Smoking That Shit

New utterly confused answers.
-- geeta (geet...), May 30th, 2002.

This post from the GBV thread succeeded in tick-a-ling me. I want to complain about cigarettes in supposedly hella cool and intelligent music. Actually, let's talk about cigarettes as an enduring accessory of coolness in high art altogether. First off I started smoking in grade 9 to look hard and shit but now have reached the point where I'm so ashamed of the habit that I'll only smoke outdoors and when it rains I'll get so paranoid about the stink clinging to my fingers and making my forehead greasy I'll spend 10 mins airing out and washing hands if I know I'll be encountering pretty chicas that don't smoke (and there are TONS). So why do so many artistes insist on keeping smoking a part of their public image? Interpol smoking in their press shots like it'll make em look less pussy somehow. Countless authors smoking cigarettes on Charlie Rose like it'll shroud them in enigma and anomie when it just looks like boring men butching up. I mean I try to look up to these artists cos supposedly they have interesting, creative approaches to the universe, but what gives with this high-school impress-me shit. I'll have to repurpose geeta's theory and just assume that non-mainstream music and the literary elite are two circles with such naturally bitchmade images they feel the need to be so irresponsible in public. Yeah I want my kids to know that their new underground hero mr. modular critical theory freedesign fag thinks they should question the status quo, reevaluate their peers, find their own secret misshapen yet beautiful blisses apart from the fold, but smoking is totally dope. Oh man I want to shit on that shit.