Good Lord, Kim, you hit the borders of tinfoil-hat land and started accelerating.
"The government liberals don't want you to".
For about the hundredth time, it's not about your delicate sensibilities. It's not about your politics. It's simply the truth. Tobacco is the just about the most physically addictive drug and second deadliest common recreational drug there is. We know it shortens your life. We know how it does. The fact that the tobacco companies give more money to Republicans than they do to Democrats doesn't change the facts. I'm really sorry that the Almighty does not see fit to alter the laws by which He governs the universe to fit the political squabbles and aesthetic preferences of a tiny group of people on one continent on a planet orbiting a little star in the ass-end of on galaxy. But He doesn't. Reality keeps ticking along regardless.
The "government liberals" don't make the laws of nature. But they do seem to be a little more willing to recognize and acknowledge them than most of the conservatives.
Charred meat seems to contain a fair helping of carcinogens.
Neither of them has the square root of kangaroo crap to do with gun control unless you've completely slipped your cams and believe that anything you don't like is everything you don't like.
And no, before anyone says so "Everything causes cancer" is simply not true. Most things don't. Many we don't know. Some things increase the odds a bit. Some drop a brick on one side of the jeweler's balance. Tobacco is a brick. Barbecue is probably a pebble. You're an adult. You can choose how you want to balance risks and benefits. But a real grownup doesn't rage and scream and insult anyone who brings him news he doesn't like. He takes the information, assesses it to see how reliable it is (scientifically reliable, not politically reliable) and makes rational choices based on that.
For the record I don't smoke, but I really enjoy steaks medium rare and barbecue. It is to my everlasting sorrow that science has not yet engineered a pig that chews its cud. When they do my rabbi, my wife's Sufi shaykh and I will chow down on pit-barbecued kosher pork ribs.