1835:
On the road to reaching some
sort of enlightenment, if we can take what is known as a ‘spiritual path in
life’, we’ll be confronted by a need to change in the face of the familiar, the
comfortable and the ingrained habit.
A circumstance stops us on
the road to question direction. We come
to a fork in the road, etc. There’s a need for a decision to be made, not about
what socks to wear but something as big as the question of our whole eating
regime. Here we sit to eat every day, the table manners and eating habits are set
from birth. Here we are attached to the milieu of eating and socialising over food.
Here we are attached and with cravings. Then ‘bang’, there’s a moment of never-been-thought-about-before
confusion. Arriving at a major moment of choice. And it is done. The decision
is set.
For vegans, behind their
decision-making, isn’t a random switch-of-preference of items of food. Behind
it is a significant philosophical position, and our food-choosing conforms with
this position.
Concerning food, before
looking at the choices we make, we might have to face our own failure – asking
ourselves, “Am I in the grip of an addiction, and can I shift away from it?”
The magnetic hold of say, a favourite cheese, allows us to put up the fatuous
question, “How can cheese be cruel?”.
This is what Animal Rights is
up against!!
And this is what vegans stay
firmly with – an empathy grown out of truth-seeking. And telling. For if we get
a chance to tell our story it’s a red letter day. But to tell it effectively,
it has to be quick. No sentimentality. Catch them while you’ve got their
attention. The real value of what we get across comes later anyway, when private-mind
recalls words and feelings, and analyses it all.
Going vegan is essentially a
private matter. It concerns nobody else. It’s no one else’s business (unless of
course they’re non-humans). Going vegan gets noticed, one way or the other. And
asked about becoming vegan (“Why are you vegan?”), my own response is a
celebration of courage, for anyone to dare to ask that question so the ‘red-letter-day’
thing means I intend to try to first make them laugh, NOT to make them feel
guilty about animals, food, etc. On a personal level, I always hope they’ll see
my disposition, making-them-think but making-them-laugh at the same time. A
disposition that shows concern for the difficult position all omnivores are in,
over this. Which means I have to work on it. To acquire a disposition which
puts others at their ease.
But with that comes the advice:
about the need to change, to “find another way”, starting by questioning things
that others aren’t bothered about. Or they say they aren’t! Things which they still
pretend don’t bother them, and perhaps things they’re too frightened to
question. My self image might tell me I’m good and kind. I don’t want to go
looking for the violent, ugly side of myself. But reality always returns me to the
omnipresence of violence in our world. I think it might be pay off for getting. Getting the world we want, the
one we’re used to, the one we shouldn’t risk by making any changes just for the
sake of reducing our intake of violence. Like nicotine addiction, cutting down
on our intercourse with violence, it’s hard to give up. In this case, with all this
animal-use in our lives, it’s also hard to see that a world without violence
would be a world of paradise, well almost. And tell me ‘vegan’ isn’t just
that!!
‘Without-violence’ means
vegan of course. It’s essential to start here. There’s no other way to put it,
nor any way of not spoiling your day. This is where choice sits squarely: in
our cheesey example, we know denying ourselves the pleasure of cheese is a big
step. We think of the taste and textures. We think of cows, anonymous herds of
them all over the place. We think of their children, snatched away. For milk. A
dairy-hell for calf-bearing mothers. Cheese. Decision.
Hence the need for empathy.
The need to feel change. The need to act on it. The need not to feel afraid
of decision-making. And if this seems to be bothering, more bothering would be
having
another disposition entirely.
Your life’s work is to plan
and carry out routine abuses of sensitive and sentient beings, in order to earn
your living. Your life spent making money by exploiting your neighbours on the
planet. It’s so bothering because every single one of them is innocent, and being
punished by the humans who do it and others
who support them.
Vegans expand a sense of
responsibility, raise sensibility enough to understand the reason for this level of collective carelessness. Perhaps it’s a
low empathy amongst passive (and addicted) consumers. Who say, “No amount of personal
development for me, nothing will interfere with my cheese. That’s my bottom
line”.