In response to Brian Malasics ("Ruthless Nicotine clutches Collegian staffer by throat, won't let go," April 21) and those who agree with him: You're pathetic.

Smoking is a weakness and yours shines brightly. Malasics' column, if anything other than complete satire, is the single lamest rationalization I've ever read. The weakness is not a result of not being able to quit or get into shape. It's the utter disregard for humanity and the blatant self-indulgence.

When you smoke, you voluntarily inhale toxins, risk cancer, destroy your teeth and prematurely age. You bombard me with an olfactory-ravaging reek and second-hand smoke. My inhalation is unfiltered. Every time you light up, I die faster. If you continually insist on subjecting your weak will to a fruitless addiction, I implore you: switch to heroin or crack.

Likewise, if killing of your fellow beings is your aim, why not take up terrorism or serial murder and get some fame for it?