Hey government--I was born here and told I was free and for many years, it seemed like I was. And it wasn't a special privilege for me, it was for Americans, native-born and legally naturalized.
Now you have an agency to butt into everything I do, say, type, eat, and you don't want me blowing smoke from big stogies to pollute and air--never mind that I'm allergic to diesel exhaust to the point of having to avoid driving behind buses or get too sick to stay at the wheel. Diesels are fine, they pollute the air for a good cause or something, but did you take note of my breakfast this morning? Fried eggs, bacon and pancakes with several cups of coffee. (And lest my delicate lady readers really think I light up big stogies, no, in fact I can't stand the smell of cigar smoke but I'll fight for the right of cigar smokers to smoke them and I don't like the way Clinton used them for non-smoking.) And I like the smell of some aromatic pipe smoke. That used to be the sign of a pensive, intellectual fella, not a whack public enemy.
The problem with Americans is that they believe too much of what the media publishes to give a good cause to hide a very bad one, and that is control.