Why I stopped eating meat.
So, as some of you know I switched over to being a “vegetarian”. I use the quotes because currently I still eat seafood. To some this may be surprising as I’ve always been a total carnivore. I did it for several reasons.
One aspect that triggered it was reading Parasite. Seeing how humans can be “ground meat” just like cows got me thinking. Then I got my rats and cats. I become very close to my pets, or try to anyway. And then I realized, hey, these animals have personalities just like humans, who am I to eat them?
Because they would eat me? Because they eat each other? They are just dumb animals? It is natural? The animal was already killed so why not enjoy?
All of the above are fairly good questions as to why eating meat is okay. However, if I had to kill my own meat… I couldn’t do it. In my mind would flash every possibility this animal might have. The sadness that might be caused by its passing. And how betrayed it might feel that I’ve chosen to eat it.
I mean, it is hard, knowing that I have to feed my cats dead animals. But just because they can, I still don’t feel like I should. They COULD kill their own meat, I can’t.
It was strange too. I went to my mom’s house for Easter and they had some salmon dip. “Alright!” I thought, something I can eat. But as I raised the chip with dip to take a bite I just stopped. For about twenty seconds I kinda just stood around. I’m not sure why, but it felt odd to eat it. I DID end up eating it. And now I’m finishing off the tuna cans I have. But it feels weird.
I’m not saying it is wrong to eat meat, although meat is a horribly inefficient way to supply food. I’m just stating my reasons for why I stopped eating meat.
Well what about the suffering of the creatures that supply me with milk and such??? I need to do more research on that.
I heard a report on NPR about a dairy farmer who had to sell his cows because basically the middle man is charging us more but not paying the farmer more. The farmer said it was said because most would be turned into ground beef. So it seemed he cared about them.
Although I’m almost 30, sometimes I feel like I’ve just been living one day at a time while ignoring all the world has to offer or the suffering of others.
So yeah, I hope this wasn’t preachy or anything!
One aspect that triggered it was reading Parasite. Seeing how humans can be “ground meat” just like cows got me thinking. Then I got my rats and cats. I become very close to my pets, or try to anyway. And then I realized, hey, these animals have personalities just like humans, who am I to eat them?
Because they would eat me? Because they eat each other? They are just dumb animals? It is natural? The animal was already killed so why not enjoy?
All of the above are fairly good questions as to why eating meat is okay. However, if I had to kill my own meat… I couldn’t do it. In my mind would flash every possibility this animal might have. The sadness that might be caused by its passing. And how betrayed it might feel that I’ve chosen to eat it.
I mean, it is hard, knowing that I have to feed my cats dead animals. But just because they can, I still don’t feel like I should. They COULD kill their own meat, I can’t.
It was strange too. I went to my mom’s house for Easter and they had some salmon dip. “Alright!” I thought, something I can eat. But as I raised the chip with dip to take a bite I just stopped. For about twenty seconds I kinda just stood around. I’m not sure why, but it felt odd to eat it. I DID end up eating it. And now I’m finishing off the tuna cans I have. But it feels weird.
I’m not saying it is wrong to eat meat, although meat is a horribly inefficient way to supply food. I’m just stating my reasons for why I stopped eating meat.
Well what about the suffering of the creatures that supply me with milk and such??? I need to do more research on that.
I heard a report on NPR about a dairy farmer who had to sell his cows because basically the middle man is charging us more but not paying the farmer more. The farmer said it was said because most would be turned into ground beef. So it seemed he cared about them.
Although I’m almost 30, sometimes I feel like I’ve just been living one day at a time while ignoring all the world has to offer or the suffering of others.
So yeah, I hope this wasn’t preachy or anything!