Everybody’s been so brainwashed into thinking tobacco is as evil as any substance known to man. People who can’t even smell a cigarette from 200 yards away demand that people 400 yards away not smoke because they’ve just been talked into it. This biotech company in Vacaville, California – where Charles Manson used to be holed up – say that they have completed test on humans of the non-Hodgkin’s lymphoma drug and will proceed to the second phase.
Nevertheless, you should have seen the e-mails I received. “You’re killing your cats, Rush! Didn’t you see the story?” You’re going to freak out over this, but it’s a fact: my cats love secondhand smoke. When I smoke a cigar, they’re on me as though I’m Purina Cat Chow. They’re the cutest little things – and no, they’re not addicted.
A woman called me on Thursday and said that her 15- and 18-year-old cats have lived around secondhand smoke all those years, and they’re doing just fine. She then said her mother-in-law is bothered more by the smell of animals than by the smell of smoke. You can puff away like a chimney, and cover up the smell of the animals and be just fine – or get rid of your mother-in-law. Who needs her if she doesn’t like cats?