Archive for 15th April 2009

Why are Teens Smoking Smarties Candies?

Look, I have allergies. I used to be able to just go to the store and pick up pseudoephedrine. Now, since it’s used in the manufacturing of meth, I now am required to present my drivers license to buy it, and have my purchases monitored because god forbid I’m building up a stockpile 3 pills at a time. If there’s anything that meth dealers should be put to death for, it’s the fact that I can’t just pick up allergy medication without a full strip search. By the same extent, I’ve been thinking about going to a meth dealer just so I can buy 30 days of Sudaphedrin all at once.

Now comes this wacky story. We know that smoking anything but pipes is bad for you. Your average pipe smoker can actually jog 13 miles with a meerschaum between their teeth, but they’re just too mellow to get up from that comfortable chair. But smoking Smarties? If I have to present my goddamn license just to buy Smarties, someone is going to die.

From the Digital Journal

Published Apr 13, 2009 by
Bob Ewing

A number of YouTube videos indicate this is not a new trend, however, some parents and health authorities are concerned about teens smoking smarties.

The video that accompanies this story was posted on August 14, 2008 which as trends go is not new. What has happened is that parents and health authorities have seen the video because the mainstream media finally caught up with the Internet.

The concerns that are being expressed are one, that it glorifies smoking and two that smoking smarties can lead to chronic conditions such as smokers’ cough, infections and choking.

The danger rests in the possibility that the person could accidentally inhale the fine powder down the wrong pipe. Sugar sitting in the lungs or nasal cavity for an extended period of time could cause an infection.

Smarties have also been snorted. I’d be more concerned about the snorting behaviour than the smoking one.

Mark Shikowitz is a Long Island ear nose and throat specialist. . Shikowitz treated a 9-year-old who had pieces of candy lodged in his nose. The candy eventually dissolved.

Why do teens do this, well, perhaps they are seeking that viral video that will take them to instant Internet fame,as short lived as it maybe. Perhaps they watched a video that showed them how or perhaps they saw the news which gave this trend considerable coverage or maybe they are just imitating morn or dad or that older sibling who smokes.

Teenagers will experiment and YouTube and cell phone have given them the tools to film and broadcast those experiments. A suggestion to parents, the mainstream media and health authorities check out YouTube more often, you may be surprised what people are doing.

Knees-up in Oamaru is a smoking time

There’s a little blurb here about a pipe-smoking contest using clay pipes. I’ve never heard of something like that, except it makes sense that someone would have one. And if you’re rich, send me to New Zealand so I can try it.

Knees-up in Oamaru is a smoking time

4:00AM Tuesday Apr 14, 2009
Nigel Costley

The enthusiasm generated by Oamaru’s Victorian Celebrations was perfectly demonstrated by the Can Can dancers of Arrowtown.

Lacking a performance venue on Saturday night, they created an impromptu stage by bringing a pair of cars onto the footpath facing each other with their headlights on and gave an exuberant performance of their customary knees-up.

I wimpishly asked of them: “If the car owner gets busted for a traffic offence, would you share in the fine?” One of them airily replied: “Oh, I’m a lawyer, I’m sure I could get them off.”

Running from November 12-16 last year, the Oamaru event had an array of traditional delights, including such un-PC activities as a smoking contest which was held during the Victorian Fete on the last day. The object of this singular and contemplative activity was to see who can keep their pipe going for longest. The contestants sat in solemn concave at a long table and were given a clay pipe packed with a certain quantity of tobacco. They were each given three matches to use in the first few minutes and then they were on their own to last as long as possible. The skill apparently lies in keeping the embers burning gently and evenly across the top , rather than burning a core through the middle of the tobacco.
 
Dressed as a Chinese coolie, complete with a dead chicken on a pole, Sam McEachern came a commendable third on his first attempt at the competition. His pipe conked out at 27 minutes, while trying to smoke, engage his fellow contestants in banter and take photos are the same time.

This year it was won by local horse breeder and three-times champion, the Amish-looking Richard Vinbrux, who held out for 34 minutes, narrowly squeezing out the previous champion, Ken Mitchell. “The trick is to relax,” he said. “If you’re too nervous, you puff too hard.”

Doyenne of the Oamaru art scene Donna Demente, who specialises in paintings of large heads with sensuous lips and languid eyes, is also leader of a bikie group (push bikes) called the Hydrangeas.

Usually overshadowed by the more spectacular penny farthings, this group whizzed about the town on bikes of antiquated appeal, often festooned with a floral display.

A similar piquant charm is found in the Wizard (aka Ian Brackenbury Channell), once of Christchurch, who has moved to Oamaru and is still much given to practising his wizardly ways. This time he bestowed an award on one of his most faithful acolytes, Sir Barty, on account of his immense talent for being annoying and because in collaboration with Barry the Egyptian, he intends building a pyramid in Oamaru.

For many participants, the ball was the Heritage week’s peak experience. It was an enchanted evening – the women in their opulent and dazzling ball gowns, bedecked with bustles and baubles of myriad size and hue. The gentlemen were resplendent in tailcoats and top hats or – even more dashing – military uniforms or kilts. There was a selection of waltzes, fox trots and the military two-steps, culminating in everyone on the floor for the grand march led by the pipers.

Following in the tradition of the great Mrs Beaton, Marise Martin devised a performance entitled The Victorian Domestic Goddess Takes a Husband. Aided by five equally fictitious characters, she dispensed wisdom and guidance to fellow female pilgrims on the vexed question of how to choose and keep a husband.

Certain women, well lubricated with sherry and elderflower cordial, expressed the wish to trade their husbands on the night. The success or otherwise of these wishes is not recorded.

FURTHER INFORMATION:

The Victorian Celebrations are held in Oamaru annually, during the
second and third week of November. For further information
contact historicoamaru.co.nz