I consider meat eating barbarian,
albeit I cheat and daily eat meat:
chunks of chicken, turkey, goose, duck and pork
walk their last mile to my mouth on a
fork.
Beef, deer, goat, lamb — once
kangaroo.
I also eat fish and shellfish, too.
I tried alligator — yes, it tastes
like tough chicken —
and my conscience was slightly stricken.
and my conscience was slightly stricken.
Now drum roll please, the big reveal:
I draw a line. I do not eat veal.
And when I eat fish, I say off with its head.
Don't want to know what it looked like before it was dead,
an accusative eye left staring up from the
plate,
reminding me I the rest of it ate.
My diet aside, I think meat eating wrong
but I have descended from an awfully long
line of ancestor carnivores.
line of ancestor carnivores.
And, let us face it, all vegans are bores.
(Also, eating vegetables only
is awfully hard and gets very lonely.)
This gross hypocrisy is, you say, truly prodigious
like politicians who pretend they're
religious.
I do see your point. Unfortunately.
And to be honest, I'm inclined to
agree.
But, were rôles reversed I believe, do you see,
that what I eat would gladly eat me
that what I eat would gladly eat me
there being little cross species morality.
[corrected 6/4/2018 3:15 pm]