I'm an honest person. Sometimes brutally honest. And as experience has taught me, being that brutal doesn't sit well with, unsurprisingly most of the human population. People like hearing what they want. Yet no one is prepared to listen to what they need to. Which further pushes me to make people see reason in the brutal truth. I cannot stand ignorance, just like I have a strong dislike towards those who seem to be under the impression that they're the sole great beings walking Planet Earth. As anti-Humanimal as I sound for the most part, I really am not. But I am an anti-lets-chop-some-animals-up-and-satiate-our-taste-buds-because-there-are-in-fact-too-many-of-them. I hyphenated that for you so it's easy on the irises (irii?) but it has more effect when you un-hyphenate it.
Now since I'm honest and all that jazz, let me get straight to it. Also, just to put it out there, never do I use the word 'hate'. If you've read a previous post, you'll see why. And as I said before, I only use it when I really have zero tolerance for something. And I think I've reached a point in my life where I've further understood myself and I can safely say that I absolutely hate the fact that animals are killed for people. I didn't understand it when I was 3 and I certainly do not comprehend it now. When I was a child, albeit a weird and rather eccentric one, I knew something wasn't right with the world when I walked past the meat section in the supermarkets. I'd go to the rather humorous extent of pacing up and down that aisle, head high up, nose revealing the elegant nostrils of a 3 year old and with just one phrase I'd impact the reactions of my fellow supermarket-goers greatly; "SHMEH-LAAAAAAAY'.
Translation: Smelly. This positively wreaks. Much to the embarrassment of my family, who would conveniently disappear into either sections leaving me to my young blood protests, they found it hilarious. But I was making a point then. It's not easy trying to communicate when you're that age. No one gets you! Heck no one gets me now even!
As is common being a Vegetarian, I'm forever asked how I survive without meat, how I'm even standing without so much as a flinch when I haven't consumed the dead flesh of another being. I'm very firm but subtle in my views and I don't discuss my opinions or anything about how I feel until I completely trust a person. sometimes it takes more than trust too. Many times in the past, due to reactions, I've just backed off about things when it comes to me. I let the bare minimum surface. This isn't to say that I have a lot of secrets or I keep things to myself. It's more I keep TO myself. Sounds anti-social, but it works for me. Until a few days ago, I was asked yet again why I'm a grass-eater.
Another thing I always make clear to people is that I will not judge you if you eat meat ( well maybe a little), you can do whatever you want. It's just that I don't. But when I'm pushed, sometimes I say things which make people wish they didn't bother asking me questions at all. Said person didn't really say anything harsh, but what he did say caused me to feel so much hatred because of the general attitude of the human race towards the animal kingdom. "It's just meat."
Wherever you're reading this, I want you to say that out loud. As cliché and YOGI this sounds, close your eyes and say it. "It's just meat". Really? That's all it is? It's also a life that has been taken for the sole purpose of satisfying a never ending greed and food fetish. It's a life that was once someone's child, someone's parent and someone's close friend. It's just the meat of a living being, similar to yourselves who have the given right to live their lives and not end up on someone's plate as a kebab.
People only see the close-to-end result. Or the end result. But do you see the process? Do you see how your curries and roasts end up that way? What you see are names on a Menu. Just lumps of meat which to people who eat meat are just like piles of vegetables. They bear no meaning. It's just food. It's normal.
It isn't normal. It's a tragic affair happening everywhere on a daily basis in all of the 200 odd countries in the world at every given second. This isn't to say that Meat should be stopped. But instead of being in a constant state of denial, think a little before you buy your next hamburger. Or before you talk to a Vegetarian. Or before you meet me. Meet what's being killed. I can cook my own dinner from scratch. But can you?
Also I've been wondering, it's positively shattering what went down in the Philippines. But has anyone even considered giving a minute of their time to a little place in Japan called Taiji?
I think you should. You'll understand me better then.
Translation: Smelly. This positively wreaks. Much to the embarrassment of my family, who would conveniently disappear into either sections leaving me to my young blood protests, they found it hilarious. But I was making a point then. It's not easy trying to communicate when you're that age. No one gets you! Heck no one gets me now even!
As is common being a Vegetarian, I'm forever asked how I survive without meat, how I'm even standing without so much as a flinch when I haven't consumed the dead flesh of another being. I'm very firm but subtle in my views and I don't discuss my opinions or anything about how I feel until I completely trust a person. sometimes it takes more than trust too. Many times in the past, due to reactions, I've just backed off about things when it comes to me. I let the bare minimum surface. This isn't to say that I have a lot of secrets or I keep things to myself. It's more I keep TO myself. Sounds anti-social, but it works for me. Until a few days ago, I was asked yet again why I'm a grass-eater.
Another thing I always make clear to people is that I will not judge you if you eat meat ( well maybe a little), you can do whatever you want. It's just that I don't. But when I'm pushed, sometimes I say things which make people wish they didn't bother asking me questions at all. Said person didn't really say anything harsh, but what he did say caused me to feel so much hatred because of the general attitude of the human race towards the animal kingdom. "It's just meat."
Wherever you're reading this, I want you to say that out loud. As cliché and YOGI this sounds, close your eyes and say it. "It's just meat". Really? That's all it is? It's also a life that has been taken for the sole purpose of satisfying a never ending greed and food fetish. It's a life that was once someone's child, someone's parent and someone's close friend. It's just the meat of a living being, similar to yourselves who have the given right to live their lives and not end up on someone's plate as a kebab.
People only see the close-to-end result. Or the end result. But do you see the process? Do you see how your curries and roasts end up that way? What you see are names on a Menu. Just lumps of meat which to people who eat meat are just like piles of vegetables. They bear no meaning. It's just food. It's normal.
It isn't normal. It's a tragic affair happening everywhere on a daily basis in all of the 200 odd countries in the world at every given second. This isn't to say that Meat should be stopped. But instead of being in a constant state of denial, think a little before you buy your next hamburger. Or before you talk to a Vegetarian. Or before you meet me. Meet what's being killed. I can cook my own dinner from scratch. But can you?
Also I've been wondering, it's positively shattering what went down in the Philippines. But has anyone even considered giving a minute of their time to a little place in Japan called Taiji?
I think you should. You'll understand me better then.
Heey, you! =)
ReplyDeleteLoved this post! =D *very nicely written* *Especially the title. It was wonderfully phrased*
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Have a grand year ahead of you! =)
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