Forced into peace

There’s little comfort for vegans in any stories in the media. All we hear about is how conventional food habits are flourishing. Cuisine, making full use of animal body parts, is all the rage. It’s only ever about taste experiences, variety and freshness. The TV cooks are oblivious of the animals whose bodies they use. And their use of abundant quantities of animal products is made to look like the extravagance we all deserve. There’s never a thought to the harm their rich foods do to human health let alone the harm to the animals who produce them. They are agents of indulgence and in the pay very often of the animal (and allied) industries. There’s benefit all round.
Our society is careful to elevate the chef. They do nothing to endanger the acceptability of animal produce. Vegans, on the other hand, want retribution. But our sack is empty. We have nothing coercive to fight with. This is why we seem to be silent, busting but silenced.
For those of us who are less impatient we see this to our advantage, as a movement. At this early stage we can act more effectively by not drawing attention to ourselves.
We’re in no position yet to morally browbeat. We can’t expose, we can’t ridicule, we can’t do anything of this sort to help our case, simply because our minority views are up against a vast majority attitude. Frustrating as it may be for us it’s nevertheless good training for not being too ready to judge, even in our most private thoughts. It forces us to take on total non-violence. Only by completely rethinking our attitude to those who disagree with us can we make any headway with them.