most of my friends eat meat. that’s their choice.
but i don’t quite understand 2 things.
1-when people say that meat is delicious. if meat is delicious then why do people have to do so much to it, and cover it up with so much stuff in order to eat it? you know what’s delicous? an orange. what do you have to do to make an orange delicious? peel it and eat it. in order to make pork delicious you have to grind it up and and process it with tons of spices and chemicals and then stuff it into a tube and cook it over an open flame and cover it with mustard and relish and ketchup. if pork(or chicken or beef)is truly delicious then why don’t i see people snacking on baggies of raw pork when they’re sitting in the park on a warm summers day? did you ever think that meat is made delicious by the non-meat things that often accompany it? my challenge to the ‘meat is delicious’ camp: go to your supermarket and buy an orange and some ground beef. put them both on your kitchen counter and eat them both raw. is the meat still delicious?
2-when ‘manly’ men eat meat. now, let me ask a question: how is eating a docile vegetarian animal that someone else killed and processed for you ‘manly’?
cows and pigs and chickens and lambs are about the least violent creatures on the planet.
the only way a cow could ever hurt a human being would be if it accidentally slipped and fell on you. i’ve never understood the ‘manly’ steak house, or the ‘manly’ bar-b-que.
i would understand giving macho points to some guy who was eating a lion that he had wrestled and killed with his own hands. but, again, what is macho about eating a docile and frightened vegetarian animal that some underpaid migrant worker killed in a slaughterhouse? is the act of going to the supermarket and buying a piece of beef that’s been wrapped in plastic and styrofoam somehow ‘manly’ or macho?
ok, that’s all from me for now.
oh, and it’s too bad that styrofoam is such a nasty substance, cos as a name it’s pretty cool. ‘styrofoam’. it makes me think of people in the 50’s going to expo’s and looking at ‘the kitchen of tomorrow’ where the robot refrigerator wore a jet pack and flew to the supermarket to buy groceries.
-moby