How Smoking Saved My Life

A spookworld timeout with a public health message

As a smoking journo from the 20th century who found it impossible to write without a cigarette, I arranged for regular chest X-rays for early warning signs of lung cancer. Other than a bit of a smoker’s wheeze, I was in pretty good shape, I thought: reptile-level blood pressure, no back problems, no hip or knee replacements like so many of my friends w…