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Rock 'n' Roll Till I Die!
Now Hand Me My CIGARETTES!!

This Page is About Rock 'n' Roll, Freedom and the Life
My Family and I are trying to lead
according to the principles of liberty,
here in New England, where we make our Home.
Here Liberty was first established, back in the 1770s.
Here, too,I will definitely
talk a whole lot, about Rock 'n' Roll and Smoking.
But before I get into my s**t,
let me tell you something about Myself...

My name is Mike. I am a lawyer here in Salem, MA, the city in which my family has been settled since the 1860's. I am also a rock-music critic, writing for several "alternative" publications.

My Dad was a prominent doctor here in town; my Mom was a star newspaper reporter, later Women's Editor, at the Record-American in Boston. I was an only child, educated
like crazy: graduated from Andover Academy
and from Princeton.

Which is not to say that I am the ideal man. I have many faults, and they get in my way and in the way of making those I love happy...

I am married to E., the most wonderful woman in the world. (She smokes... Smile...) I met E. 25 years ago. Not too long after that, I was smitten. It took a while because E. is 12 years younger than me. When we met I was 33, she 21. Just a kid... who knew that that "kid" would soon be my life's love?

E. saved my life. Loving me as she does, completely and passionately, she has rescued me from the lonely funk that I had trapped myself in. Love can do that.

Eleven years ago, 14 years after we met, we got married. We have had issues galore in our marriage, most of them my stupidity or worse, but our love goes on above all of it.

Our life could be quite idyllic. We work on our 200-year-old Gambrel-roof house here in town, close to the beach. We walk to Salem Willows with our dogs, CeaCee the friendly Rottweiler and Dawg, 9 pounds of furry spit and fire. We swim at Collins Cove Beach. We dine and drink fine wine with friends at gourmet restaurants here in town. We also travel a lot, to faraway places where the scenery is beautiful, the eating grand, and the culture profound. (If you want to see where we travel, click right here)

We have kids, too. E.'s daughter D. lives in Cali
and works for a networking software company. Her son is 5 1/2 years old. He's a great kid -- when he wants to be,
just like any healthy 5 year old! He calls me "Mike"
and also "Grandfather." I like that!
E.'s son T. is 31 years old and "finding himself"; reminds me of Myself at his age!
He lives "Up Country," in central New Hampshire and is
father to an 11-year-old son.
On Dec 2, 1999 he became
a Dad for the second time...
--- yet another grandson...

Our married life would be 100 % terrific,
if it weren't for one other little detail:
we are a biracial couple.
It wasn't something I was bothered by,
nor am I bothered by it now.
My Mom always used to tell me
"God made us all, in his sight we are blessed," and so I never had any kind of idea that by having less melanin in your skin than somebody else you are somehow better than he. But I am in my 50s now;
I know there is racism out there,
I have seen it.
Racism is stupid.
Only a jerk would be racist and not be ashamed.
But there are jerks. And so the marriage that E. and I have, which to us is so precious, sometimes encounters hostility.

Fortunately we are rebels. We pursue our own dreams.

Being a rebel is very American. I am a rebel and always have been...

Despite the jerks (who in any case are scarce here in New England) our life would be idyllic indeed, if it weren't for certain other impediments that are not rare at all and which are becoming ever more frequent. I mean the silly laws and dumb-ass rules placed in our way by the so-called "authorities" that run this nation. I call them the "safety police," more accurately the "safety nazis." Actually the things the safety nazis do are quite funny, totally off the wall. Except when one is on the receiving end. Then it's not so funny. Then it is a cause for -- a bit of rebellion!

Which is how I come now to talk about Smoking. As it happens, I don't smoke cigarettes. I do smoke cigars. When I was young and about town and still quite unattached (this was long before I met E.) I and my dinner pals smoked a cigar each at every formal meal we ate out -- the smoke enhanced the fineness of the food and put a buzz on our conversation!

These days I talk a lot about Smoking Issues. When I say "Smoking," as often as not I am saying "The right to choose your own brand of Danger."
As in, Are you able to Dare?
Like to Hang Your Toes Over the Cliff-edge?
Ready to Just Do It?
To be a Rebel to the Safety-Nazi World?
Good for you!
This Page will Help you to Get Started...



The Picture That Forms the Page
Background is of a Woman
Doing the "French Smoke Ring Exhale."

It is Sexy. Smoking is Sexy.
There is a Message
in Acts that are Sexy enough
to Trouble Some People.
Try to picture what I am saying, friend.
Smoking puckers the mouth. Feels smooth.
Gives pleasure to the smoker and his warmblooded lover.
No wonder it troubles those who
make love to briefcases
and bed down with your safety
in mind
(sure they do...).
The authorities go to sleep not wanting
you to smoke.
and wake up ready to arrest you
(and to fine the store owner who
sold you the cigs)if you do smoke.
They say they are trying to protect your safety.

Well what of it? Why is my safety
anybody's business but mine?

The authorities do not like you or me. They barely like themselves.
They are afraid of life. And it is easy to see why. Life is even more dangerous than smoking!

Not everybody who smokes dies
because of it. But everybody who lives
dies because of being alive. In other words,
Life is 100 % fatal!
Does that mean that we should not live?
To judge by the authorities' arguments against smoking, that conclusion
would "only be logical," to quote Mr. Spock.

Fact is, life is and should be dangerous. Facing danger adds to the heroism of life.
Facing and walking through danger defines one's spirit.

Smoking is only a small emblem of looking life's dangers directly in the eye.
But if you can't face life's little dangers --hell, if you are not
even allowed to face them, how can you be anything
other than a frightened little flake?

That is what the authorities want you to be! Makes it easier for them to tell you what to do!

This Webpage will help you
to change all that.
Walk through it with me, take its
freedom message to heart,
and you and I will begin to get
some advantage out of living.


Want to Talk To Me? Right now? Send me some

To See What I Mean
about What Happens These Days
when You Try to Smoke,
I invite you to join me now
in an actual instance of what
happened one night when
my Wife and I decided we wanted to
have a Romantic Dinner at a choice Restaurant...

First we try to decide which dining spot
to eat at.
It is summer, and we live by the ocean.
It makes sense that our first choice
is for a shore dinner, in the rough.
So O.K., we know just the spot.
Right here In Salem, where we live,
there happens to be an outstanding
fresh fish and "lob-stah" joint.
It's called the "Rockmore." Run by
the son of an offshore kind of guy
whom I grew up with.
The Rockmore is set on a barge out in the Harbor. A lovely, seawater-in-your-face
kind of deck
for two people in love
to relax upon, washing a hot summer day down with a couple
of cold ones while chomping on a "lob-stah,"
fried scallops, or fried clams.
In the waters alongside
the barge, huge sea bass cavort,
leaping as diners stand at the rail
and throw food snippets
to them.
Fishermen cannot interfere.
The bass are safe to eat and be merry.
You can see their silver sides flashing...
But no, we can't eat on the Rockmore tonight.
It's a -- NO SMOKING zone!

Well O.K. We are not defeated.
We think of a few other food-happy spots.
Places we like to go, great food, lively atmosphere.
Finally we choose.
Let's call our choice the "Fireplace." We
go there, ready to have a candlelight meal
in the main dining room.... but no, we want
to smoke, so the maitre-d makes
us sit out in the bar, where there is
NO atmosphere, no intimate dinner by candlelight.

Being hungry as two kennel-dogs
we eat in the bar.
And feel like second class citizens.
Like we've been sent to the back of the bus.
Doesn't exactly help put us in the mood for
sex or romance.
Doesn't help me to call her "My WebPrincess" or
for her to whisper "My Handsome Webcreator"
in my ear in that scented sultry voice of hers!

That, my friend, is a small example of
what it means to live Life in the Smoking Lane
in these here "free" United States...

And why? Because the Smoking Police say
that "second hand smoke" is "bad for your health."
OH?
My mom worked at a daily newspaper here in Boston for 40 years.
Everybody who worked there smoked. A lot.
My Mom had a two-pack a day habit.
The guys in the photo room
smoked non-filter cigg's, smoked 'em one after another.
Yet these guys and gals who she worked with
-- and they were career newspaper hands all
, lifelong smokers --lived to be 65, 75, 85.
Some of her contemporaries are still living even now, 50 years later!


The plaintiffs' lawyers and the Green Nazis
don't want to stop at banning you from smoking,
you know. Oh no! They want
to ban perfumes (they say bottled scents are
bad for your health, natch).
They want the law to fine you
if you eat junk food, use plastics,
wear fur, eat meat and fish,
spray on insect repellant, even
cut your lawn(!!!) -- you name it.

What they really want, I sometimes think,
is that the human race simply disappear.
Or at least that we go back into
the grassy flatlands where mankind
first spawned 2,000,000 years ago. To the Green Nazis, the grasslands, with their
Discover Channel lifestyle,
are healthy -- but civilisation, with
all of its brilliant invention
and ingenious artifacts, isn't.
Of course not. Civilsation glorifies man,
says he is good and so are his works...

The Green Nazis and Health Tyrants
say that what man makes is evil,
Yet you know what? They are quite content
to live and bring up their kids
in the urban civilsation they claim not to abide...
Ain't that amazin'??????

.............................

And now I invite you to
visit my Rock And Roll Forever page.
Where YOU and I can stomp, shout,
and set the heavens ablaze no matter who doesn't like it!

..............................

I expect to revise this and my Rock and Roll Forever page often, adding
LOTS of COOL SMOKING LINKS,ROCK MUSIC LINKS, LIBERTARIAN LINKS,
and all kinds of other LINKS to ideas,
noises, and any other sort of activities
guraranteed annoy the Safety Nuts & Health Zealots.
Stay tuned for FULL-TILT internet liberty!

This site was last updated on 03/09/00 at 11:43 P.M.

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