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The moment I saw this question, it excites me to share my point of views. Not because that’s how exactly the way I observed Indonesia in amass whenever I travelled there, but more of my own observation back in my home country, Malaysia.As far as I remember, we had our tobacco glorious times too. In the early 1990s, ads on television, radio, posters, billboards, newspapers alike were quite rampant. While watching my favourite cartoon show on television, there would always be cigarette ads during almost every break. Marlboro, Salem, etc. and many others have their very distinctive way of putting efforts into their ads. Awesome scenery with lovely music while some good looking Pan Asian men puffing cigar are mostly the unforgettable one to me. That was how cigars were portrayed back then, satisfaction, relaxing and enjoyment. Then, we had the sports event shown on televisions, with most of the monetary sponsors were coming from the tobacco tycoons, hence their billboards stood prominently behind the sporting event itself.Starting some time in 1995, when government realised that smokers have doubled and the trend was kinda worrisome, all ads on television and radio were halted immediately. The cigars packaging were to be labelled with health warnings. Slowly, all other forms of indirect ads such as sponsors, donations or events bearing the tobacco products were banned. Non-smoking areas were progressively declared especially in air-conditioning and public places, and today it is illegal to smoke inside a building with a centralised air-conditioning system in place. Normally a dedicated smoking area would be assigned separately. There are always continuous health campaigns promoting the bad effects of smoking instead. The price of a packet of cigars were increased year by year, and today it lingers around RM 17 ( roughly 50k rupiah) and soon it will be increased to RM 21 ( 63k rupiah).It has always been long and a never easy battle for the government. It has been 22 years since the television ban, yet there are still 5 millions smokers around, and quite a portion of them are below 19 years old.This tobacco products, like elsewhere in the world, is a good income to the government through taxes. By increasing the price of cigars, this will in some way causing less people buying cigars. Some may decide to slowly put stop to the habit for good. For those who can’t get rid of the habit, they might reduce the intake. By predicting the number of people who will still buy cigars at such a high price and balancing it with the increased price through taxes, government still can earn money instead of losing it. On a positive side, less and less people smoke.But, from what I observe the reduction is just kinda minimal, and we don’t really see big impact reducing smokers as yet. Due to increased price, contraband cigarettes which are much cheaper is a real concern especially at Malaysian borders. But, the perception towards smokers in Malaysia are often getting more and more negative. When there are smokers puffing especially in an alfresco style restaurant, the non-smokers will either change table or cover their nose as a sign of protests. Not everywhere, but it does happen.Hope my sharing is useful.

Thanks for the A2A. Disclaimer: I’m not a doctor;Ultimately, you have to switch your focus and how you run your daily program; for example, what helped me the most the first time I quit was high frequency cardio throughout the day to keep me distracted from smoking as needed, and to have a progression divergent from the respiratory symptoms I’d been noticing more and more in my sixth year of addiction.Mornings were always a bitch, as I always started the day with a coffee or two, then went out for a smoke to get the creative juices flowing and plan things out. Instead, I got my caffeine in, then just started doing stuff online; bounce through e-mails, practice soft skills, maybe play a round of a strategy game before I headed off to work.I was fortunate to have an 8 mile commute at the time, so I incorporated cycling into that, which also helped foment the disciplined mindset I’d need to overcome this strange desire to smoke.You know what happened? It lasted about three months, and I allowed a relapse to destroy my progress; that is, I used it as an excuse to go ahead and smoke up. I got a bunch of gambler “pipe tobacco”, as well as top papers, and started rolling my own non filtered smokes for about a dollar a pack.I would occasionally buy tailor made for convenience, but I stuck to the rollies for the most part for about two years off and on, sometimes quitting for a week or two. My consumption was naturally lower than when I smoked Marlboro Reds, down from a half a pack a day to about five per day, not including these week long breaks from it.Eventually, I saw a video about mortality stats in tobacco use, specifically comparing cigarette smokers to moist snuff users (dippers). While not an innocuous habit, the latter would interfere less with my life and health and still allow the switch of pleasantry that nicotine always gave me, so I bought a roll of cope wintergreen. There are a few funny things I learned: apparently it’s not just about where the nitrosamines of tobacco are pervading, it’s how they are administered that matters, specifically dip and oral health: you’d think it’s worse than smoking and you will lose your teeth or get oral cancer sooner, but smoking is actually the poorer choice in terms of oral health due to the fine, all encompassing nature of the smoke and the adherence of tar in all the nooks and crannies of your teeth and gums. Dip has concentrated contact with the mouth, but can be washed out well enough with water; further, stomach and throat issues can be mitigated by refusing to swallow a millilitre of the stuff and spitting with gusto and great frequency.Even with nicotine replacement, you gotta stop thinking about the smokes; adhere to your preferred program change, get busy, and get it done! That is the most important element in this.

All my anti-cigarette smoking condescending hatred on Quora doesn't mean I'm exempt. I'm hating the sin not the sinner. Maybe that makes me a complete hypocrite, but when I write my opinions on cancer treatment, it also doesn't mean I have cancer. And I never said I wasn't writing my responses from an asylum either.Some highlights in the 70/80’s smoking culture of the righteous white trash:I grew up in the 70s and 80s in a steel mill ghetto, half Kentucky folk and half the shanty Irish Catholic that is still me inside. With the 50 cents our parents gave us, we’d go to the corner store to fetch their Marlboros. The 10 cents change bought candy cigarettes that puffed out sugar powder to look like smoke.Our Irish Catholic HS had an outdoor nook for student smoke breaks. When Sister Roberta caught me once smoking in the bathroom, she asked why I wasn't in class as I exhaled, then said “Save it for Lunch” before closing the bathroom door.At 14, I worked at a donut shop where we were allowed to keep a lit cig in ashtrays in the kitchen where the donuts were made, and take tokes during lulls between customers.Some parents shared a smoke after dinner with their teens, and by teens I mean 14–15. Parents weren’t pushing cigs on their kids but we grew up watching them smoke and they generously shared. The studies weren't out yet.I watched my father pick up a smoke every time he got stressed, which was a lot. Over the years, it was the go-to coping mechanism of choice (alcohol wasn’t an option anymore and he didn't do drugs). Had the law abiding Catholic parents traded their drinks for weed, the dysfunctional percentages would have been restricted to double digits.Kids watched their parents drink themselves in anything but celebratory mode, and we never heard the term “weekend drinker” until we heard OF it.Despite being on the other side of the hand of that wrath on a daily basis, not all kids grew up swearing off the drink. Actually, none of them did. The only reprieve from that wrathful hand (or fist) was in dads dying or having strokes before 50.We just thought it was what it was. Booze cigs and wrath. The trinity.There’s what we do and what we oughta do. As helpful as the anti-smoking agenda has proven in decreasing the number of kids from starting and the old folks to stop, some still smoke because there's a big difference in what the mind knows and what the body wants or needs. Whether a coping mechanism, a reward or a self-pity gift, some days some folks need a pass to just say “Fukc It”.In a perfect world no one would be doing anything unhealthy or unjust or hurting anyone or being hurt. Next time you have a couple of cocktails or a bag of potato chips (that included the non-GMO organic processed kinds), or have stranger sex without a condom, or take your crap-day out on your kids, ask yourself the same question, why can't I just stop when I know it's bad for me?And next time we look at strangers with disgust for being smokers, alcoholics or drug addicts, thank the Grand Design that you were kept safe and nestled in a life that made it easy for you not to go down the same road. Ask the ones who watched their children and spouses jump to their deaths or the survivors of 911 who are living a life of hellish guilt. Ask the folks who take anti-depressants everyday as coping mechanisms for a life that feels so meaningless then blame it on brain chemistry that it generates a $10 billion a year industry. Just how did our grandparents survive the Great Depression without them? Smokers aren't all trauma victims but before we know why folks are led to things that other folks aren't, maybe we should put our halos away.We do however make choices. We don’t need to perpetuate external blame. It really depends on the economy of your motivations. Some find it’s worth it to stop and some don't. But I personally know addicts who’ve quit heroin and Oxys out of their sheer will to stay off of it. And the withdrawal from cigarettes compared to heroin, well I won't even justify the comparison. Ironically, the lack of immediate OD and death may be a big part of lulling smokers into continuing. Maybe if cigarettes gave folks a big kick in the balls right after smoking it, many would find it easier to stop.