My alma mater, Point Loma Nazarene University (College when I was there) has received top honors from the American Lung Assosication for creating a smoke-free environment. Having been at Penn State University for the last six or so years, I'd forgotten how nice it was to live and learn in that smoke-free oasis. Or maybe I never really knew how great I had it. Here, like just about everywhere I assume, wading through dense clouds of poison gas is just part of life, whereas in my four years at PLNU, I don't recall ever seeing a single cigarette on campus. There are few things I hate more than secondhand smoke (well, I might hate firsthand smoke more, but I've never tried it).
But I guess I just have to deal with it. After all, it's a free country, yada yada yada. But why do so many (if not all) smokers insist on chucking their butts willy-nilly all over the place--what kind of slobs are these people? I just don't get it. You rarely see a person walking down the street chuck their empty soda can or big mac wrapper on the ground--and if they did, even the putrid smoker would likely register disdain. So what makes the cigarette butt different? Do they think they add to the aesthetics of the landscape? Are they marking their territory like dogs? Do they think birds come along and eat 'em up like treats? Just once, I'd like to pick up a cigarette butt that somebody just discarded and shove it down their throat. Woah, I better go take a breather--if I can find some fresh air.
Congrats to PLNU!