Achewood's fourth most popular character rolls out an opinion column:
VEGETARIANISM
There’s simply no need for it anymore. In this
enlightened age I can buy meat from a cow that was pushed in a pram,
wet-nursed by Thora Birch, and flown to Santorini for private pronking
lessons. In the wild, this same animal would have been trundled off by
a peckish eagle before it had traveled the distance from the womb to
the grass below, so what’s there to be upset about? People who can’t
stomach the idea of humane slaughter ought to see how inhumane nature
is when it’s outside of our control, where Temple Grandin has no say
over which end of the emu the dingo pack tears off first. As for the
vegans, the vegetarians can start with them — they are no doubt fairly
easy to digest, being composed mainly of wadded yarn and rhubarb poop.
Just another reason to go on living.
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