gavin wrote:I am a person who very strongly believes that you should not eat anything that you are not prepared to kill yourself.
I have killed many animals which I have eaten myself, but now, thankfully my better half does it for me.
We are carnivores, we are designed to eat meat, and I like to eat it.
Mari Kills, we eat. Deal with it.
mmmm. tasty.
You know Gavin, I have no problem with that either, and Mari looks pretty damn skilled at her work! I also agree that you should not eat anything you are not prepared to kill yourself. But I also refuse to eat anything when I don't know the conditions under which it was killed, and I don't buy supermarket meat because I don't like the idea that I've hired an invisible person to do the dirty work for me. It's not like I haven't touched any meat for 12 years -- on special occasions (like when a friend made caribou stew back in Canada, or trying Welsh lamb) I indulge, and it does taste good!
What I do find a little irritating is the type of pro-meat behaviour that thinks waving their food in my face while saying "hey! check this out, it's a ham sandwich! mmmm! yummy! it's dead flesh!" is funny. Because it's a wee bit retarded, really. You eat meat -- fine! Did I criticize your choice here? Why come into a vegetarian discussion just to tell us how stupid we are?
Although finally I had a good chance for rebuttal on that kind of thing -- one of my best friends in Helsinki, who happens to be gay, pulled the Funny Ham Sandwich Waved in Front of Vegetarian gag, and I said, "Jeez, man. That is just like me coming over to your house and making you watch me have hetero sex."
He understood better than any other carnivore I've met.