1783:
Food is more sensory than
spiritual, so it’s usually just a case of ‘eat, drink and be merry, and be
careful of your weight’. There's no other dimension to it. When it comes to animal
food it usually means a pleasant sensation and a full stomach. But a stomach
full of meat is mind full of murder.
We put our very sensitivity
on the line when it comes to indulging in animal-eating. Both compassion and
intelligence have to be monumentally compromised, both by our use of animal
foods and in our conniving with the enslavers and killers of these entirely
innocent, beautiful beings. They're so like us in many ways and in so many ways
much better than us.
For humans, there's no
courage needed to hunt the dangerous beast, and no risking of safety to bring
them down; for our convenience, they're kept pinned to the wall. 'Food animals'
are captive, bred by artificial insemination, imprisoned in cages from birth
and see no prospect of escape. In other words, they are defeated. They don’t
fight back (which might remind you of the classic human-to-human situation,
where women have been purposely subjugated by males for the purposes of
convenience).
As a species, humans enjoy a
rich and safe life, by and large. Everything has been made easy for us ever
since we sold our souls to the devil, by breaking the first law of predation,
currently operating on this planet - it happened when we started imprisoning
animals to make use of them. Humans shamed, Nature tamed, animal docility.
Thanks for the grocery, and Death to the
Animals!
But we get our just desserts.
Death to the humans! The animals do bite back in an unseen way. By eating their
bodies and secretions, we put on weight and proceed towards our own deaths with
an array of illnesses, including diabetes and heart disease. Tied to
animal-based cuisine, the human is slowed down - the subjugation of animals
sits in our conscience like a lump, weakening our affectionate nature. It makes
us feel like savages, so we develop a hard edge, and apply it to anything or
anybody who might stand in our way. When it comes to other species, we
don't care. It's food! But it hurts that we can't care for the very beings we’d
otherwise feel a great affection for.
The bottom line here is that
we can’t resist eating them, sucking the juices out of them, stealing from
them, skinning them, shaving them and wearing them. Consequently, there are very
many products in the supermarket that are made with animal-based ingredients. Because
humans have been for so long tied to this cuisine, the cooks and chemists have
perfected their desirabilty. We want them so badly that we've become addicted
to these malign products. We simply refuse to deny ourselves. We cauterise that
part of us which sees things clearly in order to continue enjoying
something which is so fundamentally wrong.
Because animals represent
such rich pickings for humans, it would seem like madness NOT to take advantage
of them. But by choosing to use animals we bring out the worst in ourselves.
The guilt or shame might be heavy enough, but being addicted especially to
animal food products, spending so much money on them, risking all the chronic
conditions associated with them, it all adds up to a slowing-down of our self
development. We're held back by mindlessly consuming what must surely be the
ugliest products imaginable. And yet we think nothing of it since most of us
are in thrall to the Animal Industries.
The Animal Industries are
happy to do our dirty work for us, rearing and killing and presenting the end
product, just so long as Joe & Jo Public don’t make a fuss about it. The
deal is that consumers will do their best to turn a blind eye to all the horrors,
promise not to tell the kids too much, and teach them how to objectify living
beings.
Over the years, we’ve
executed billions of animals, none of whom have ever been guilty of any crime
whatsoever. This wash of cruelty and destruction has forced us to pretend to
ourselves that what happens to animals doesn’t actually matter. At all events,
we believe about ourselves that we are not cold blooded killers.
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