“The aim of life was meat. Life itself was meat. Life lived on life. There were the eaters and the eaten. The law was: EAT OR BE EATEN. He did not formulate the law in clear, set terms and moralize about it. He did not even think the law; he merely lived the law without thinking about it at all.”
― Jack London, White Fang
I ate meat for 26 years. I stopped a few months ago. And let me tell you, if I decided to change my sex organs instead, some people would have been less mortified.
The “WHYs”, contemplating “OHs”, and terrified looks that I might any second embark on a long speech about why they should join my cult!
How is something that one human puts in her stomach is going to affect anybody’s quality of life?
It also baffles me that every person feels like they need to express either their support or disapproval. I don’t express my genuine approval for someone to eat a banana, so how is this any different?
I am not interested in what other humans consume to maintain their life, and would never comment on their diet. What would make me qualified?
Let’s not forget that I, myself, consumed many many animals for years.
I have a million insecurities, and never have I imagined myself above or better than anybody. So no, I do not feel superior because of what I digest.
I am merely an animal, striving to stay alive by feeding her body what it craves.
Imposition on my body or others is not what I am seeking.
Humans who eat animals are doing nothing wrong, and if they believe that as well, they will not get defensive.
Apologies for my rant, but being a non-confrontational person, this is my safe space to express my mind.