Fifty-five years of smoking Philip Morris and Robert J. Reynolds products, abetted by their corporate lies about cigarette safety, their lies and denials about their own in-house findings of problems, finally killed him May 7, 2005.
The lies were abetted by his own denials of the seriousness of the addiction, and even more so for many years by his version of fundamentalist Lutheran Christianity, seeing nicotine addiction as a sin, a God-damned weakness of human flesh, rather than an addiction to a highly toxic drug deliberately, capriciously and cold-heartedly manipulated by Morris and Reynolds.
The stance of pseudo-skepticism on cigarette research adopted for years by Morris and Reynolds is the biggest crock of corporate-shilled pseudoscience America and the world had seen, in all likelihood, or at least until the recent corporate attacks on global warming research.
As not just a skeptic, but an atheist, I know there is no “dad” any more to rest in peace. If only there were.
Sadly, one of the last things I did for him in life is get him the last damned cigarette he ever smoked hours before he died, oxygen tube in his nose.
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