steak out

 

 

this is the part where i rant about vegetarianism.

 

i became vegetarian six years ago, after watching a documentary about slaughter houses and the supposedly humane way in which cattle are killed. i cried, completely gobsmacked at the man operating the twelve inch spike gun as he laughed when the cow mooed in distress. if it’s meant to be painless and instant, why does the cow move around and make so much noise? he said that when the spike is fired, the animal’s nervous system is ‘de-activated’ so it feels nothing, but the fact that it can take minutes to die obviously contradicts this.

 

“in order to have sufficient milk production, it is necessary for dairy cows to give birth to a calf every year. the calf is usually taken away from the mother immediately, and male calves are often bred to be veal calves - this is a meat calf that will spend his entire life (26 weeks) in a wooden box, which is too small for the animal to turn itself around in. this way muscle development will be limited so that the meat will remain tender. because the consumer prefers whitish-pink meat, the animal is fed an iron-deficient diet, which causes it to develop anemia. when the calf is ready for slaughter and is taken to the slaughterhouse, it can barely walk.”  - vegetarian website.

 

so the tv programme was all it took. the following morning i told my family about my decision, the response was a mixture of laughter and ‘i can’t believe you’re being so stupid, they’re only cows’. i’ve been told since that the smell of bacon sandwiches is the one thing that’s most likely to turn vegetarians back to eating meat. i find the smell of meat, raw and cooked, entirely revolting, so another myth disproved.

 

it’s so easy to not eat meat, now that every major supermarket caters for vegan and vegetarian diets. we don’t need it either, the minerals that are lost can now be replaced with vitamin supplements and substituting other foods.

 

what amazes me the most is people’s denial – ones i know who do eat meat say they wouldn’t stop, and why should they? but mention the concept of killing the animals they choose to eat, instead of picking it up pre-wrapped in sainsbury’s, and they either lie and say ‘oh yeah, i could do that’ or admit how horrible it would be. where do they think burgers and turkey sandwich fillers come from? how can a person say they love animals, keep pets and still eat meat?

 

my six year old cousin asked me why i wasn’t eating the same as her for dinner, and i said ‘because i don’t eat animals.’ she said ‘neither do i!’ happily tucking into spaghetti bolognaise. i asked her what was in her dinner, and she replied ‘it’s just some meat.’ i said ‘do you think that might come from cows or sheep?’ ‘don’t be silly, jennifer! I don’t eat sheeps.’ she said.  

 

i wasn’t trying to traumatize a little girl, or anything (honest!), i just wonder how aware children are about what they eat. she loves animals, they live near farms so she’s used to seeing cows and sheep. i again asked her if she’d ever eaten one, pointing at them. she laughed and obviously thought i was being ridiculous. i don’t remember discovering that meat was from animals when i was little, but the idea seems really upsetting.

 

another argument i’ve faced is about god (woo). well, since i don’t exactly believe in that, the idea of it putting animals on the planet purely to feed us doesn’t mean much to me. even if god did exist, surely it contradicts itself by saying on one hand ‘these are here to be eaten’ and on the other ‘you must respect all living things’. we’re so convinced we’re better than animals, we’re more intelligent and have far superior communication, and we therefore have the right to kill and consume them.

 

we’re just animals. stupid enough to kill each other through war, and everything else through apparent superiority. we’re no better than apes, dogs, reptiles, rodents: opposable thumbs convince us otherwise.

 

for more information:

 

meat stinks

 

peta

 

viva