The Old Coot violates his own oath.
By Merlin Lessler
There oughta be a law! We say that a lot, us Americans.
Every time an irritating social situation slaps us in the face. There oughta
be a law was a popular comic strip written by Al Fagaly and Harry Shorten
back in the 1950’s. They took suggestions from the public on what, “Oughta be a
law.” Unfortunately, the concept of enacting laws to fix “everything” became a
reality and now we are buried in rules, regulations, and worse of all,
political correctness that stifles our human nature at every turn.
Smoking has been the focus of considerable regulation and
social manipulation. But, one aspect has been omitted. Cigarette butts! “There
oughta be a law,” that forces the tobacco companies to make biodegradable
filters. Those butts lie strewn along our roads and public areas. You can’t
avoid them. When our Rotary club cleans up the stretch of roadway along Route
434 near the Owego Bridge the butts (filters) make it impossible to do a good
job. Old coots like me can bend over and snag an occasional empty beverage can,
the wrappings from a MacDonald’s lunch, a plastic jug and other debris, but
trying to gather up the cigarette butts is near impossible. That many
“bend-overs” in a short period of time has serious physical consequences. We
get the big mess and sigh about the butts we’re forced to leave behind.
So, in violation of the old coot oath, where I promised to
urge the repealing of laws and regulations, not the enactment of new ones, I
now do the opposite and ask you to write your congressmen and women and beg
them to regulate cigarette filters, to make them biodegradable. So they’ll
disappear on their own. Besides, they
don’t filter anything. Look what happened to the Marlboro Man. He smoked
filtered Marlboros and died of lung cancer. (Actually, there were several
Marlboro Men. They all died of lung cancer.)
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