Smokefree 2021
Earlier this year I nearly cut the end off my finger. I looked at what I had done and realised I needed to get it stitched up. One-handed, I drove to A and E, remembering a bowl of water for Pip, who came along for the ride (she doesn't like to be left alone).
I can't remember ever going to A and E and it was an eye-opener. As I was being processed through the queue of walking wounded I was asked; "Are you at present the subject of physical or emotional abuse?" "Only on a daily basis from my wife," I joked. The health worker looked me in the eye and told me that they were required to take my answer seriously and so I confessed to joking. "One final question; are you, or have you ever been, a cigarette smoker?" I looked her straight in the eye and said "I am not a smoker and have never been one."
The American doctor, who turned out to be a drummer from Seattle, did a good job of putting the stitches in, and the Indian nurse did a good job of taking them out and today I can type comfortably again - although six months later I can still feel which one it was.
Over the years I have written a few columns on the so-called Smokefree 2025 campaign and I have looked at the geography of smoking. Oh to be in Indonesia again, where they grow tobacco and cigarettes are $2 a packet instead of 30.
The Labour government has just introduced another round of initiatives aimed at one in eight adults in New Zealand who still smoke, the figure is as high as one in three for
tangata whenua.
Making it illegal to start smoking for the young and cutting out some nicotine were rolled out by the government because "current methods have not worked." Even by their own standards past methods have not achieved their stated goals. Two out of every five Maori women still smoke and they are the ones who can least afford $30 a packet.