Cold turkey worked for me. Took me 4 attempts. I wasn’t hard on myself for failure, I noted what happened (emotional trauma, stress, alcohol) and prepared myself for the next attempt.

I wanted to quit, so when I relapsed it’s not because I wanted to smoke but because those little cancer stick bastards were trying hardest to kill me. But if they were going to be tough, I could be tougher. I found it easier when I could see the cigs as my enemy.

Look, I don’t want to disagree with your point… But I can’t stand by as you suggest that we evolved from cave men… We may have created civilisations, but we’ve not evolved into a civilized creature… We’re still as uncooked as were 60k years ago.

10 years ago I learnt that southern New Zealand slang uses bespoke or custom as an indicator of poor quality. Someone shittly welded a tow ball onto their car, that’s a ‘custom job’.

Your poorly assembled second hand IKEA bookshelf that’s falling apart and well fucked? A bespoke piece of furniture.

Those words have never bothered me since. Thanks kiwis.

The correct response to this is to ask them to move their bag and sit next to them, whilst there are other empty seats next to other people nearby.

Punish their greed.