I was thinking this morning about all the things I’ve lost faith in. When people are “exiled to the outdoors”, expelled from society, or marginalised for whatever reason, they lose faith in society and its institutions. It’s inevitable. And so my loss of faith will be shared by other exiled smokers, wherever they live. And it’ll be shared by a lot of the drinkers and stout people who are also slowly being marginalised. And anyone else who’s marginalised for any other reason.
I used to vote Lib Dem. They were Liberal and they were Democratic. That’s what it said on the tin. I voted Lib Dem for 25 years, until the Lib Dem MPs in parliament went collectively mad, and 95% of them voted for the UK smoking ban. And with that I suffered a complete loss of faith in them. I ceased to be interested in anything any of them said.
I never had much faith in the Labour party in the first place. I never voted for them. But I thought some of them were okay. But when 90% of Labour MPs voted for the smoking ban I lost faith in the whole damn lot of them.
I never had too much faith in the Conservative party. But I thought quite a few of them had their heads screwed on. But I rather lost faith in them when 30% of Conservative MPs voted for the smoking ban which expelled me from society. Or I suffered a 30% loss of faith. In fact I suffered a further loss of faith when Cameron’s Conservatives were elected, and continued with the antismoking policies of Blair and Brown, even though Cameron was a smoker (and also May), and probably still is. What sort of man (or woman) is it who smokes cigarettes, but enacts laws to ban smoking cigarettes? Some sort of hypocrite, at very least.
And I’ve lost faith in the EU. I lost faith in the whole thing when the European Parliament voted for a Europe-wide smoking ban complete with show trials for prominent offenders.
And I’ve lost faith in the medical profession. It’s been taken over by mad doctors like Gro Harlem Brundtland in the WHO. It’s where the antismoking madness originated. It started with mad doctors like Richard Doll and Ernst Wynder and Dr W. They all seem to belong to the top echelons of the medical profession in the BMA and the RCP and the WHO. The fish rots from the head down. Lifestyle medicine is now extending the rot from tobacco to alcohol and fast food and sugar and salt.
I’ve lost faith in science. The medical profession used to be fairly scientific. No longer. But the signs of decay are apparent in the entire corpus of science (e.g. climate ‘science’).
I’ve lost faith in mathematics. When the non-mathematician doctor Richard Doll used statistical arguments to ‘prove’ that smoking caused lung cancer, the foremost statistician of the day, Sir Ronald Fisher, disagreed. But now Richard Doll’s non-mathematics rules statistics.
And I’ve lost faith in uncharitable charities like the British Heart Foundation, and CRUK.
And I’ve lost faith in the pharma industry which is trying to replace smoking (and now vaping) with its own ineffective nicotine-replacement therapies, and prescribing suicide drugs like Chantix to smokers.
And I’ve lost faith in all the newspapers and media organisations that uncritically published garbage antismoking propaganda. I don’t read newspapers any more. And I don’t watch TV.
And I’ve lost faith in the universities, that now seem to just be hotbeds of Political Correctness, and teaching students nonsense.
And I’ve lost faith in all the friends I used to have, as they gradually succumbed to the antismoking hysteria, and stopped smoking, and banned smoking in their own homes. And if I didn’t lose faith in them because of that, I lost faith in them when they failed to be outraged by what was being done to their smoking friends. Who needs friends like that?
I suppose I could say that I’ve lost faith in the churches too. They’re supposed to be the guardians of morality. But none of them have ever condemned the robbery and social exclusion of smokers happening all around them. Perhaps that’s not so much because they joined in the antismoking campaigns, but because they’ve lost faith in themselves.
What haven’t I lost faith in? I haven’t lost faith in Nigel Farage, who is pretty much the only politician in Britain in whom I have any faith. And I haven’t lost faith in Donald Trump, who is pretty much the only politician in the USA in whom I have any faith – probably because he’s not really a politician at all. And I haven’t lost faith in Elizabeth II, the reigning Queen of England. And I haven’t lost faith in my brother, even though he doesn’t smoke. And I haven’t lost faith in the Rolling Stones’ Keith Richards, because he still does.
And I haven’t lost faith in ordinary decent people everywhere in the world. Like the ordinary decent Britons who voted for Brexit. And the ordinary decent Americans who voted for Donald Trump. Their supposed superiors may have gone collectively mad, but they have not. It will fall to them, eventually, to call time on the crazy circus act taking place above them.
Loss of faith means the withdrawal of support. And when enough people lose faith in – and withdraw their support from – social institutions of any kind, those institutions must sooner or later implode. And so that’s what will happen to them.
But when people lose faith in one thing, they very soon find faith in something else. So when faith is dying in one place, it’s growing somewhere else. And so as the big institutions are rotting like big, dead, hollow trees, there will be all sorts of little plants growing in the sunlit spaces between them. And in their time, some of them will grow up to be trees as big as any of the big, dead, hollow trees.
And one day the loggers will come, and chop down all the big, dead, hollow trees. They’ll chop down the Lib Dem party and the Labour party and the Conservative party. And they’ll chop down the EU. And they’ll chop down the WHO and the BMA and the RCP and the BHF. And they’ll chop down the BBC, and the Times and the Telegraph and the Guardian and the Daily Mail. And they’ll chop down the universities. And they’ll chop down science and mathematics. And they’ll chop down Political Correctness. And they’ll chop down the pharma industry. And they’ll chop down the big, dead, rich foundations. It’s a process of natural succession: one day the big trees die, and little new trees take their places. It happens all the time. Sooner or later, everything gets the chop.
And if the loggers don’t come. the fire will.