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Out of the Humidor
CA Readers
From the Print Edition:
cigar case, Summer 93
(continued from page 5)
Dear Marvin:
I was at my girlfriend's house the other day, and I was amazed to find a copy of your fine magazine on her father's coffee table. Upon inquiring, I was told he did indeed enjoy smoking cigars and that he was given the magazine as a gift. Well, I just had to open it up and check it out.
The one thought your magazine left me with was, "Boy, are these people insensitive!" Why do you assume that all people should enjoy the odor of a smoke-filled room? Personally, I find the odor of cigar smoke disgusting. This is not to say that I think ALL people should find cigar smoke disgusting; it's my opinion. Regardless, I'm entitled to my opinion, and I'm also entitled to enjoy breathing air that has not been contaminated by cigar smoke.
Please have some consideration for those of us who don't smoke. As a college student, one who aspires to become financially successful in the future, I understand that many of your readers have worked very hard to attain the levels of success that they have and that cigar smoking may be one of the few pleasures that they allow themselves on a daily basis. I am asking you to understand that breathing clean air is something I enjoy and to please respect that right.
Jay Sandhaus
Northern Arizona University
Flagstaff, Arizona
Editor's Response: I, like all cigar smokers I know, refrain from smoking when it infringes on nonsmokers who object. However, too often, nonsmokers are too aggressive in denying me the right to enjoy a cigar when it is not an infringement, such as when I'm sitting on a park bench and they are walking by. I only wish nonsmokers were as courteous as we cigar smokers are. On a much more serious note, Jay, instead of writing to complain about "clean air" to a cigar lovers' magazine, why not write to the mayors of most cities in the United States? Have you ever driven behind a municipal bus? Every time a bus changes gears a huge black mass of smoke billows out of the tailpipe. One billow equals 10,000 cigars. Now think about how many times a bus changes gears as it drives down a main street? where the sidewalks are filled with people. And while you're at it, throw in a few trucks taxis and cars for added spice. Perhaps you are crusading against a small fish when there are whales swimming in your own back yard.
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Dear Marvin:
Today, with all of life's stresses, we all need a good friend. Besides my wife, my cigars fit that bill. They are cooperative, agreeable, don't talk back to me and offer a few moments of tranquility that seem to be very hard to find these days. Then, as I continue to enjoy one of my favorite Partagas No. 10s, I peruse your wonderful magazine, which has become my new friend. I do it over and over again in sheer delight. In effect, I have two friends during these moments of meditation and relaxation.
Sincerely,
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