Eat me!
There’s no denying I like flesh, mostly of the processed and cured kind which contains all those nitrates, salt, and fats that make it very, very bad for your health. Also I neither care or think much about those animals who sacrifice their lives to feed me. It’s a moral failing, I know.
On the other hand I’m not exactly tied into meat and potatoes as a meal. I’m perfectly content with a pile of Brassicaceae, or some roots and tubers, or even wilted leaves, not to mention fruits, berries, and nuts.
If left to my own devices I favor fish varied with some pork. I don’t much care for beef or chicken except certain parts prepared in specific ways (I’ll not snoot a good steak and I’m a sucker for hot and spicy thigh chunks over rice).
So I’m no vegetarian though animals aren’t what I consider my primary diet.
And I don’t feel bad about it. I once met a Turkey farmer and I couldn’t help but ask him if it was true that he had to bring his birds into the barn when it rained because they were so dumb that otherwise they would stare open mouthed at the sky and drown. He said-
“Only some of them.”
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