Some vegetarian/vegan group (no, I'm not gonna give the link) has the Google ad at the top of my page right now. Seeing as how I'm a firm believer in Dennis Leary's idea that "meat tastes like murder, and murder tastes good," there's a bit of a disconnect there.
Now, I've known a number of vegetarians and even a couple of vegans* who were great people, but I find a lot of them to be sanctimonious, humorless scolds whose only enjoyment in life seems to come from hectoring meat-eaters like me about how unhealthy our lifestyles are and how we're destroying the planet to boot. I guess I'd be a miserable prick (I mean more so), too, if all I ever had to eat was some of the awful stuff they try to pass off as "meat substitutes." Gah.
*One of my best friends in college was a vegan for health reasons—cardiovascular disease had killed just about every man in his family over the past fifty or so years, often before they reached their sixtieth birthday—but he dropped the vegan lifestyle after a trip to the British Isles. I've never really understood that, seeing as how those countries have a reputation for serving the kind of meat dishes that might drive an American straight into the arms of the vegan movement.
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