Apologies, apologies, apologies.
CJ has blown a gasket.
He has lost his direction.
His big end has gone.
He no longer knows what this is for.
He has stopped smoking.
He stopped smoking on Monday 21st of February 2005, at around 3.30 pm. He stopped smoking, then went to a friend's funeral. Her name was Viv. She died of a smoking related illness. CJ sat amongst the mourners, having decided not to smoke, and watched evryone smoke. That's when he realised that the world was utterley insane.
This is the most addictive drug on the planet. It is the most harmful drug on the planet. It kills more people on the planet than any other drug. But if the Afghans, say, want to ban it, they aren't allowed, because this would be against Free Trade. If the Columbians, say, want to ban it, they are not allowed, because this would be against Free Trade.
When the Columbians want to sell us their Cocaine, however...
When the Afghans want to sell us their Heroin, however...
I think you get the point.
I will no longer be writing this blog.
I have been feeling too distracted.
Keep in contact, though.
You can contact me through my website via the "my complete profile" bit, and in a week or two, once the withdrawals have softened enough to allow me to think, I will revive this blog, under a new name.
It will be about the psychology of smoking.
The most powerfully addictive drug on the planet, bar none.
Allowed to sixteen year olds.