Indoor Smoking Restrictions in Condos

So, this.

Humphrey Bogart's irony-free anti-tobacco message.

Irony?

I wanted to photograph Cardboard Bogart before he meets his untimely demise at the hand of neighborhood smokers. He showed up over the weekend, leaning against the mailboxes at the front of our condo complex. At first, I didn’t think it was possible to restrict smoking inside one’s home, but ten minutes on Google tells me that in California, as in many states, condominium homeowners associations (HOAs) can write their own smoking rules, including prohibiting smoking inside units as well as on patios and in common areas.

For the record, I don’t smoke. Can’t stand it: result of both parents dying from lung diseases. Further, the effects of second-hand smoke are well-documented, so in a very real sense it’s in my family’s benefit that smoking be prohibited from our entire complex.

Having said that, it bothers me more than a little that the HOA can regulate what goes on inside my unit. Something about this gives me the same feeling I got when, in my 20s, an apartment complex I moved into informed me that no more than seven thumbtacks could be inserted into the walls, and that even an eighth hole would result in the loss of our deposit money. There’s a patronizing undertone here, and I find myself tempted to stick something like this to Mr. Bogart’s lapel.

It's 4:20 somewhere.

Still, the seriousness of second hand smoke does seem to be entering the public awareness despite an expensive and long-running disinformation campaign by the  tobacco industry. As a result, it wouldn’t surprise me if smoking (as in the act of burning a tiny tobacco-filled cylinder between one’s lips) eventually gives way to some other delivery mechanism, like vaping or patches (or, wait for it: nicotine edibles) whose second-hand effects are negligible. Until then I’m curious how Bogart, photographed long before the esophageal cancer reduced him to 80 lbs, will fare amidst our Sharpie-wielding neighbors.

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2014: Too Late to Start a Blog?

Jason Kottke, whose long-running blog is one of the first I started reading, posted an excellent short piece asserting that the blog has meet its end, having been replaced by social media platforms and mobile apps. He’s not the first to write this eulogy, but it does seem that we’ve reached a tipping point at which someone wanting to exercise their right to free speech online can do so via any number of existing services regardless of the message’s format or size. Even the heady, long form pieces which web-based pontificators used to save for the blog have found a home at sites like Medium. Chris Anderson’s theory of the long tail still holds, only now the page views and revenue streams associated with that tail are in the hands of increasingly fewer entities.

So why blog? I submit that there is a value in shouting from a soapbox which isn’t a rented one. I suppose if I were fully committed to that notion, I’d activate comments here instead of passing them through Twitter. But still, what I post here is mine alone, and the (someday) aggregate of those posts represents who I am without regard to any intermediaries, other than the ISPs. (See also: Net Neutrality debate.)

Austin Kleon, author of Show Your Work, asserts that those engaged in any sort of creative pursuit should share something small every day. I’ve created this domain with that in mind … though without the dedication to share something *every* day. Some of what I post here may be links to things I’ve created elsewhere on the web, other times thoughts and ideas which only slightly exceed 140 characters but don’t really merit more than a sentence or two.

And the title? That’s a puzzle, but I’m sure you’ll get it.

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