Vegetarians Are Just Big Pussies
This is a very personal entry.
Let me explain what my perspective on eating meat was before I read Eating Animals by Jonathan Safran Foer. I reasoned that eating meat was bad because of the harm to the environment. I reasoned that eating meat was bad because of the harm to my health (yes, you can get an abundance of protein and vitamin B12 from other sources, and enjoy lower risks for heart disease and cancer, amongst other benefits). I reasoned that eating meat was wrong because I didn’t need to in order to survive. I reasoned that eating meat was wrong because it wasn’t fair to subject other beings to pain in order for some short-lived personal benefit (yes, many animals clearly experience pain, suffering, and anxiety). To eat animals goes against everything I believe in, which is maximum sustainable happiness for maximum beings.
But I still ate meat. Why?
The secret answer is that I was embarrassed by my vegan ideals, and I was ashamed of my big heart. I didn’t think it becoming for a man to exhibit such emotional compassion. If you’re a true ruthless, dominant master, why deny yourself the taste and convenience of meat? To refrain would be to exhibit compassion-based weakness, for you are not serving yourself or your group. To ground your decision-making, let alone emotional wellbeing, on the feelings of another is – pathetic.
This was a very private understanding that I kept to myself.
In order to embody my barbarian ideals, I pretended to not care about others’ feelings, adopting a persona not unlike Tucker Max, endeavoring to attain social success. I knew that the American culture idolized such ideals of dominance. I attended a university notorious for producing investment bankers and neoliberal megalomaniacs, and I pretended to major in Economics. I even bought The 48 Laws of Power by Robert Green and studied it in earnest.
Was my act successful? No. Privately, I felt guilty and apologetic. I was often socially exposed, as well, for being incongruent to my core; indeed, I was once aptly labeled “the worst kind of douchebag”. I eventually realized the error of my ways and slowly began to repent, making shifts in my persona, and apologizing to people whom I had wronged.
Even though I began to make the shift to celebrating my compassionate core, I still publicly ridiculed vegans. I remember that earlier this year, Steve Pavlina posted a video of workers killing baby chicks at a hatchery, comparing the workers to Nazis. I got involved in a lengthy discussion on his Facebook page, rationalizing that to eat meat is okay because of the benefit provided to humans. Being of Jewish heritage (though not religiously or particularly culturally observant), and insecure about weakness, Nazi comparisons were at that point a sensitive issue for me. I declared that the comparison to Nazis was outrageous and egregious, and then I probably said something like this, filled with self-righteous indignation:
“I’d rather some animals not have to suffer, but it is nothing compared to the suffering of hungry HUMAN BEINGS.”
Now I realize that I didn’t know what I was talking about, and I am sorry for misleading anybody whom I may have influenced. Several people friended me on Facebook after I made those public comments: it’s evidently a common enough perspective.
The truth of the matter is that the vast majority of human beings no longer need meat to thrive. The only people who are hungry are the shareholders of the CAFOs (“factory farms”). Human health and satiety are not motivations for them – they are motivated by profit. If you want to live your life in maximal service to yourself, then I encourage you to eat meat. But if you are not a true sociopath, and you realize that you would be emotionally better off by serving others, then you cannot possibly ever eat CAFO meat again and honestly maintain a sense of integrity. I am telling you now: by eating CAFO meat, you are directly contributing to systematic suffering on a scale far worse than Nazi Germany. This isn’t an exaggeration; the number of animals tortured each year in service to the CAFO profit motive far exceeds the number of Jews murdered in the Holocaust. Unfortunately, it is easy to rationalize that animals don’t feel pain, or that the pain they feel doesn’t matter, but it is just a lie that we are telling to ourselves, signifying nothing.
I can’t lie to myself. Knowing what I know, I can’t eat meat.
So, the last book I read was Eating Animals by Jonathan Safran Foer, and I implore you to read it. It is available for $14.29 on Amazon, here.
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