A cigarette ad from 1933. Seems like a fucking weird name for any product in any era, “craven, adjective; contemptibly lacking in courage; cowardly”. Not to mention this poor bastard probably died of lung cancer with that 2 pack a day habit.

I’m glad I kicked cigarettes around 20 years ago. With everything we know about cancer sticks these days it bums me out to see friends still smoking away. I understand and can’t say much as a former smoker but god damn. I can’t count the number of people I know who’ve died because of those things, one as recently as two weeks ago.

Life is certainly full of enough shit to get your stress level off the charts at any given moment. Advertising, warnings, public servant announcements; none of that is gonna change anyone’s mind who needs a little relief. And I’ll tell you, with all the deregulation coming back, it wouldn’t surprise me at all to see these kinds of ads return.

Take Fred’s advice: kick those things to the curb, save some money and possibly avoid all the mind bending ways these things can put you in an early grave.

Or not, it’s your life not mine.