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In my early twenties I
noticed some unexpected deteriorations in my body, and I put this down to
lifestyle abuses, particularly my crap diet, specifically my use of animal
products. I began to follow my
instincts, which proved, forty years later, to be spot on. At the time I couldn’t admit it, that my
eating habits could so badly cloud my judgement, but now I see they did. I first stumbled across macrobiotics which led
me away from crap food. And that drew me
on, towards a plant-based regime. My
taste for this sort of food grew, particularly when I found out about how
extensive was the cruelty to animals on farms.
As I got over my cravings for
‘nursery teas’ and rich dinners and snack treats I became grateful for having
‘stumbled’ on a more intelligent food regime, and at a relatively early age. These days many younger people are introduced
to plant-based regimes and there are even kids who’ve been vegan from birth. I’m glad I didn’t leave it too late to realise
that something of my vitality and sharpness was always going to be affected by
the ‘ageing process’. Alarm!!
When I was much younger, I’d
been school-teaching and noticed that many of the kids came from overseas, and two
things struck me, two things seemed to be linked - many of them suffered from
some level of malnutrition and many of them had lost self-confidence because
they were so weedy and unhealthy. In
their new country there was plenty of food, but I saw their condition take on a
new alarming dimension, since they were now being poisoned by crap Western food,
and too much of it. When their bodies
bloated out it was another blow to their self-confidence. Then, as they learnt about animals on prison
farms, I suppose it added to their sense of shame. In a short space of time I saw children,
honourable souls, go downhill - and all because they wanted to be part of their
new Western world, by eating our crappiest foods.
Because of our attachment to
animal-based food, and for generation after generation of growing accustomed to
using it, we’ve developed into unhealthy and hard-hearted adults. In the flush of becoming an independent adult,
we’ve grown accustomed to our own indifference to the animals we’re eating and the
food-addictions we are developing.
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