Kind of sums up the human condition: The drama, the excitement, the suspense of man's struggle to conquer outer space...OUTER SPACE! But he can't conquer his addiction to fags.
Heh-heh - even space pioneers are human, therefore prone to addiction of some kind.
As common as smoking used to be in that era, I'm pretty sure NASA instituted a "NO FUMAR" policy when it came to space shots.
Ah, you're probably right. After all, the impression needed was that they were perfect, superhuman, without such 'weaknesses'.
Not so much that, but the fact that you''d be spending long stretches in a closed environment. Can't have people fouling up up the limited oxygen supply. And I imagine the whole ashing thing would present some problems in zero-g.I know we got Tang and freeze-dried food as spinoff benefits from the space program. Maybe that's where the nicotine patch came from, as well.
But from what I've heard, Russian standards regarding such protocol were more relaxed. Maybe that had something to do with why they won the space race, and why the U.S. now has to piggy-back off the Russians to get some of its own satellites into orbit. Because while NASA was being gradually defunded and started to slacken, the Russians kept their program running full tilt. Mostly by shuttling cartons of Camels up to the guys on the Mir.
True, I didn't think of the practical problems of Fags In Space (and that, surely, has to be the title of a 70s xxx movie). Russians were/are, perhaps, for better & worse, less concerned with 'correctness' and, in that sense, ironically (for a nation dominated by one system for most of the 20th century) more 'free'.
Well, it's the first damn thing I'd want to do when I got up there.
I'd get through ten on the launch pad.