Apr 24, 2007 23:10
"To compare a dog or a cow to a human is sort of unbelievable. You should take that part out of your paper." - My professor
"My paper is based on the idea that humans and animals are equal. And I have 7 sources with authors that agree." -Me
Silence.
"So, I'm going to leave that part in." -Me
"Yeah, okay." -My professor
So, I'm writing my research paper on animal rights. And as I've been progressively writing, turning it in, discussing with friends, I have slowly come to realize that I am utterly alone in my way of thinking. It is the only idea, concept, fundamental belief that I have never encountered in another person. Religion, sure. Politics, sure. Happiness, life, death, sure. But animal rights... no one wants to touch those with a ten-foot pole. They avoid the subject because it is one of devastating inconvenience. To admit that animals feel pain in the exact same way that you or I do and then to eat a hamburger should be hard for people. Since people plan to eat hamburgers for lunch everyday for the rest of their lives, they "don't want to think about it." Now, I don't care if you eat meat. Really. I'm not out to change you. But I digress.
What I'm really confused about is why I have this fundamental belief that is so deeply ingrained within me that I will never eat meat again; I will never look at an animal the same way as other people; I will always have a respect for them that few people share and in fact, find absurd. Where the fuck did all that shit come from? No one in my family is a vegetarian. None of my close friends have been vegetarians- for animal rights, anyway. I was never taught about it in school, and I don't even remember consciously learning about it myself. It's just there. And the fact that no one else feels at all this way, and I feel 100%, I could devote my life to it, inextinguishable passion for it, baffles me. I don't understand how my morals and beliefs strayed from the wide path of everyone else's or why. Am I crazy? Crazy people don't ever think they're crazy.