Cruel Humans

I’ve recently become a vegetarian again because I hate the cruelty that humans inflict upon other animals and so I just refuse to participate anymore. Plus, the whole concept of flesh eating has gradually become unpalatably vulgar to me. This vegetarianism also, it seems, has been a good move towards reducing my waistline.

This last night I was feeling so depressed, though, that I selfishly toyed with the idea of ordering a pizza with pig in the form of ham or bacon. I asked Shantoozy whether the pigs really were treated inhumanely but she didn’t know, and having partly grown up on a farm her experience was that they were not – apart from the ultimate extermination of the animal, of course. Anyway, I flung myself onto the ’net to do a little investigation.

Before I became a vegetarian I wouldn’t eat veal, or, with some exceptions due to shameful unconcern, battery farmed chicken, because of the ludicrous cruelty. So, I checked out the situation with the pigs and it turns out that here in good old backwoods Australia (and God knows how many other countries besides) they are battery farmed. Needless to say, treating pigs (or any other animals) this way is completely unacceptable! I believe that we need to reëvaluate our habit of eating animals, for this was a habit formed millennia ago, before the modern, industrialised methods of torturous impoundment that are currently in practice.

I suggest that you check out this site for more info.: Animal Liberation .

And maybe reread ‘Charlotte’s Web’.

Now it's back to those halcyon days of toddlerhood for me, when I'd eschew slushy, tinned baby fodder for fresh garden salads (’tis true) and then mi Mum would plonk me onto the potty in front of the telly where, apparently, I’d fall asleep watching ‘Days Of Our Lives’.