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I briefly, in grade school, became a vegetarian on principle, since I didn't think fur coats were a good idea and I felt like a hypocrite. I was an idealistic child, but a forgetful one: at a soccer banquet, I forgot I was a vegetarian and I ate a meatball.
I should be a vegitarian, really, because I know the meat packing industry is not a humane one. But there are several factors which prevent me:
1. I am a picky eater. Pathetic excuse, but it's true. I don't like tomatoes unless they're stewwed or in a sauce, onions unless they're cooked and chopped fine, I don't like peppers, squash, tempeh, basically, I really don't like most vegetables. It severely narrows the vegetarian diet.
2. As impressed as I am by the genius that's gone into the faux meat products, I cannot afford them on a regular basis- actual meat is less expensive for me.
3. Without meat, I get tired and irritable, probably because I don't know enough about a vegetarian diet to get my protein elsewhere.
4. My family is from the American south, and I've been raised on meat: especially rare, red meat: I enjoyed it then, and I enjoy it now.
These may all sound like cop-out answers, and maybe they are. If I ever strike it reasonably rich and can afford to come up with a vegitarian diet I can live with, I hope to become one. I think it would be healthier, and it would be less hypocritical of me. |
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