How my mom Meat Shamed me (after a long time and for a really good cause)
My mom has pissed me off. She has ruined my days.
Because her advocacy of animals popped up on my news feed on Facebook.
How dare she? How dare she care so much about animals???????
I peeked at 10 seconds of this, turned it off – then got brave – and watched the whole thing.
Fuuuuuuck! No! I want to buy my eggs, my meat, my dairy – without guilt thank you very much!
Because, I also want no other animal suffering because of ‘my needs.’
This is how is went down:
Yeah, my whole life is on a Veggie/Fish hold … until animals that give their lives to sustain us are treated in a kind, appropriate and ‘final’ right way.
WHAT IS THAT??????
What is the right way to die as an animal?
We are animals.
Thing is – my mom was consistent, and disturbing, and today – changed my mind. Changed my eating habits. And if one person can do that through persistency, then, it’s possible for a whole lot more people. No?
By the way, I’ve been craving a bacon cheeseburger, but unless that pig and cow were raised on a healthy, expansive farm – I’m no longer in.