Drainthelizard: Feel free to use it if you wish.
My OP is after an annoying discussion with a couple of acquaintances that day concerning the magical, mystical, life giving qualities of eating roots and nuts and plants, sipping the pure juices of vegetables and fruits and avoiding the horror that is red meat.
Red meat, after all, comes from living animals (as opposed to dead)?, who are terrified prior to death and these fear chemicals flood their meat, which is ripped from their very bones in a savage style. Would I eat Bambi? Would I eat Ferdinand the bull? Not to mention he chemicals the farmers pour into THE MEAT and the horrific conditions they keep some fowl, plus the slaughter of innocent, young cows for veal.
Bambi and Ferdinand have a stay of execution by me. The rest? Run 'em in boys. I, like most people who eat meat, have no stomach for the slaughter and dressing out process, but that does not mean I don’t like the end product.
I like juicing fruits and vegetables – when I can afford the outlandish prices. ($1 for one bruised California peach, 1 for two small bell peppers, .98 for one American Tomato, $.75 for one large apple.)
If you are a vegetarian who minds his or her own business, then this post is not for you. I apologize for insulting your feelings. However, if you don’t mind your own business, then fuck off and stop bugging me! Go browse in the back 40 along with the cows.
I love meat and vegetables! If you wish, for some strange reason, to change the nature of your being, please do so but don’t harp at me when I cut into a bloody steak or slice up a chicken.
Ground round by the pound!
Tenderloin tender and rare!
Chicken that’s crispy!
Ham juicy and seasoned with honey!
Oh yeah, the last I read, we got our larger brains by being predators not prey and the consumption of protein helped. Herbivores are and were prey also, but never developed much in the way of intelligence.