Parental guidance humbug.
Noone in my household smoked and my parents, my mother most, did their best to make sure we knew how bad it was and what it did.
I started smoking at 11. The tobacco (and now vape) companies aim for kids. Normal adults wouldn't consider such a stupid thing. Hardly anyone starts after 18.
Fortunately I was able to let go of the fags at 41, but not before I'd contracted some fortunately minimal emphysema. I still get congested in winter but happily don't have COPD. I'm also healthy and fit but the damage is done even if minimal. So far it hasn't cramped my lifestyle.
But I do find it strange that these things are happening with vapes. I used to smoke the hard stuff. Self-rolled, Camel untipped, Gaulloise, Players Navy Cut, that kind of thing, for 20 odd years, and I seem to have been pretty lucky. Vapey steam strikes me as pretty mild by comparison.
I'd never have vaped anyway. Raspberry clouds and no punch to the throat, the lighting up, the sharing and offering of ciggies. Sucking on colored machines. Weird.
But all in all a foul, stinking and deadly addiction.
I won't date smokers because the stench that their ravaged lungs emit is beyond nauseating. Can't understand how my girlfriends could put up with the way I must have stunk.