A Visit to the Dentists and Talking about Tobacco

Yesterday evening I was rather tired – so much so that I was in bed shortly after 2am. That is early for me. I have found that mornings are not very interesting if you are a gentleman of leisure. (Do you notice something about the word ‘leisure’? It is one of the rare words where ‘i before e, except after c’ does not apply. I suppose that the word must have come from French, or something) I was reading something somewhere about the leisured classes of the 18th century. Apparently, they rarely emerged from their rooms before midday. What was the point? The servants would have needed the morning to sort the house out, light the fires and get the rooms warm, prepare food-stuffs, etc. Lunch was the time to appear, generally – except on Sundays, when people made an effort to get to church. Lunch having been consumed, it was then time for riding to hounds and such. After dinner, pleasant pastimes were indulged in into the early hours. One document that I was reading about was the diary of a landed gentry lady. She was complaining in her diary of the constant rain during the summer, which was keeping her from her riding. Such a pain! Plus câ change ……..

Which is all beside the point, except that I could not bring myself to write a post.

I had to go to the dentist today. A few weeks ago (just before I went to Spain, as a matter of fact – sods law I suppose), I started with toothache. It did not spoil my trip to Spain because it was sporadic. Eating was the main problem, but it was not insurmountable. I just had to avoid chewing in certain places in my mouth. Other than that, it didn’t bother me. Since I got back home, the pain has subsided, but I visited Mr Dentist anyway because a couple of teeth seemed to be wobbly. We agreed that I had probably suffered and infection and that it was worth waiting for a while to see if the gum ‘got a grip’ now that the infection had cleared. Certainly, he was able to do a cleaning job without me suffering any pain.

Which, again, is rather beside the point.

The point is that we got talking about tobacco. He was surprised that I smoked 50 a day. I didn’t tell him that, on my last visit, a year or so ago, I wrote 60 down on the form.

He is a very easy-going chap who used to smoke himself. “50 a day must be very expensive”, he said. So I told him about growing my own. Even though he is obviously a knowledgeable chap, he did not know that it was possible to grow tobacco plants in the country ‘because of the climate’. We had quite a chat about it. I briefly took him through the process of germination, transplanting into pots and planting out around mid-May. He also asked about curing, so I told him about the towelling and wadding method – and the ageing and the tubing. I told him about blending with milder tobaccos like Virginia, and what a lovely taste was acquired. “A good smoke”, he said, with which I agreed. It turned out that his daughter smokes roll-ups.

During the following examination, he said that he would check my mouth for lesions and possible ‘abnormalities’. He said that he did this with everyone of course. He had his hand and an instrument jammed in my mouth at the time, and so I was unable to respond with an “Of course you check everyone”. He said that, last year, he found three people who had ‘abnormalities’. Umm ….. Three people in a year. Not a lot. You may think that he was being sneaky – implying smoking was the problem, but I have got to know him quite well over the years, and I know that he was just telling me about the procedures. “Just roll your tongue back. I’ll just have a look around” Gurgle, gurgle. “OK. No problem there”.

Funnily enough, my doctor is exactly the same. The last time he asked me the required question about my smoking, and I told him ‘around 50 per day’, he raised an eyebrow and smiled. No lectures or anything. Of course, he also know me well-enough, since I have been with him for about 40 years, to know that any lecture would be fruitless. He was just out of medical school when he joined his father’s practice.

The important thing to observe is that Mr Dentist knows nothing at all about tobacco, and I suspect that Mr Doctor know nothing either. Neither of them will know about Doll’s Doctors Study or the McTear Case. They also, despite their erudition, are subject to the effects of the propaganda. But at least, at the back of their minds, there must be uncertainty about what they have been told and about the instructions that they receive. “Get the patient to fill out this form”. “YES, SIR!!”

I filled in a form today -again. The list of ‘conditions’ gets longer and longer. There must have been twenty five questions, at least. “Are you allergic to aspirin?” and stuff. It is fair to say that all the questions bar one might have had some possible significance to dental treatment. The last question was, “Do you smoke – say how many per day”. Is that question supposed to be a ‘nudge’. or has it some significance? Whatever. Some people suggest that you should ask what business of them is it to ask the question, and, perhaps, ask why they do not ask if you take cocaine or inject heroin. Fair comment, but, for myself, I prefer to exaggerate my consumption. Readers will know that I have three personae for YouGov questionnaires. That is so that I pick up as many YouGov questionnaires as possible. One came up a couple of days ago which slipped questions about smoking in at the end. “Do you smoke, a) cigarettes, b) cigars c) Ryo, d) no”. In that questionnaire, I said that I smoke all three. Another question was about alcohol. “Do you purchase alcohol in/from, a) restaurants, b) pubs, c) supermarkets, d) etc.” Regardless of the fact that I go to the pub, I said ‘supermarkets’, and did not tick pubs. Thus, as best I can, I distort the YouGov stats. If a reasonable number of people were doing the same thing, then YouGov would be showing no fall in smoking prevalence and no fall in drinking, other than a fall in drinking in pubs. Needless to say, such results would never see the light of day. The point is that we have every right to be as dishonest as tobacco control. There is no morality involved at all. The Tobacco Control Industry juggernaut ploughs on regardless. It fires of salvoes of propaganda, lies, studies, surveys, press releases, quotes, statistics, etc in vast numbers in all directions. Can it be sunk? OF COURSE IT CAN! One submarine with one torpedo could sink it tomorrow. That torpedo is withdrawal of Government funding. The funding that I am talking about is funding of Tobacco Control from and in the Department of Health, the EU and the WHO. I am not talking about funding from foundations and Big Pharma – they can continue. I am talking about our Government funding them. If our Government funds them, then our Government will do everything it can to justify that funding. If, however, it does not, then it can query the use of funds by CRUK etc to support the charlatans. For as long as Parliament supports the junk science, the Cabinet dare not defer, even if it knows that the science is junk. For example, it was already well-known that the science on SHS harm was junk before the introduction of the smoking ban. Only charlatans could have interpreted the evidence otherwise. SHS harm is junk science since it relies upon tiny differences in exposure to SHS while ignoring massive differences in living conditions etc.

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I don’t really give a toss about smoking bans, although I used to. It is for people who want to create smoking bars, with employees who are happy to to work in such places, to complain. I am too old to take such a step, but I wish that I was forty years younger. WOW! Think about the potential!

Further, and now. we are becoming aware of the totally amoral attitudes of people like Patricia Hewitt. She was one of the Socialist Zealots who found it worthwhile to support a peado group in order to further their political aspirations. Much later, she also found it personally to her advantage to champion smoking bans to raise her status. She was and is a thug. On the face of it, there is not a single MP who is not a thug. I refuse to define the word ‘thug’.

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Finally, I should say that the germination is fine. The seedlings are too small to be worth picturing, but they are multiple.

Ultimately, it does not matter what the Zealots think or what Governments decide. Shit hits fan. The EU talks and only talks, and only talks.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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5 Responses to “A Visit to the Dentists and Talking about Tobacco”

  1. garyk30 Says:

    ” I wish that I was forty years younger.”

    We would probably destroy ourselves by burning the candle at both ends and the middle. 🙂

    Would be great fun!!!!

  2. A Visit to the Dentists and Talking about Tobac... Says:

    […] The point is that we got talking about tobacco. He was surprised that I smoked 50 a day. I didn’t tell him that, on my last visit, a year or so ago, I wrote 60 down on the form. He is a very easy-going chap who used to smoke himself. “50 a day must be very expensive”, he said. So I told him about growing my own. Even though he is obviously a knowledgeable chap, he did not know that it was possible to grow tobacco plants in the country ‘because of the climate’. We had quite a chat about it. I briefly took him through the process of germination, transplanting into pots and planting out around mid-May. He also asked about curing, so I told him about the towelling and wadding method – and the ageing and the tubing. I told him about blending with milder tobaccos like Virginia, and what a lovely taste was acquired. “A good smoke”, he said, with which I agreed. It turned out that his daughter smokes roll-ups.  […]

  3. Dick Puddlecote Says:

    You have a very nice dentist, some aren’t so lucky as I’ve mentioned before.

    Great stuff about the YouGov surveys too, you’re correct that we have every right considering tobacco control has been twisting statistics for decades.

    • junican Says:

      LoL re your link.
      I only do so many YouGov surveys to pick up the smoking and drinking and diet questions. I agreed to do as many surveys as YouGov send me, which is almost daily. Frankly, most of them are a pain in the butt, but I wizz through them as fast as poss, mostly clicking ‘Don’t know’.

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