Why I Urge Vegetarianism

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So, aside from more commonly expressed reasons for taking an eat retreat from meat;
Like how it's bad for your heart, how your intestines and teeth are not naturally designed to handle meat, how you can get strange spongiform brain diseases and go insane from meat, etc... just give a good old thought to wondering,

"What's in that meat?"


And "How did it get to my plate?"


Conceiving of the answer to either question should be enough to keep any rational person without neurotic fetishes and inclinations to rub bodily processes on themselves away from the Meat Department.

On to other things.

Speaking of things, I have more things than I can handle or count. I am overwhelmed by material items.
Somehow, somewhere, each one of my things
became significant: A dried rose from a meaningful evening,
A drawing done by someone's little brother,
A crossword puzzle book.

They pile up, the only physical testaments to my memories.

We are curious animals, to horde so much Stuff.
Sometimes, when I think of all the stuff per person it makes my head swim. The total mass of my things must outweigh me five times over. Then again, I am a bit of a pack rat. All my little, arbitrary things strike me as so entirely vital.



I'm sure a lot of it is owed to culture. Americans buy so much useless crap... and the really weird part is that we end up keeping that vaccuum hair cutter we saw on T.V. because we're so brainwashed that part of us cries out in agony when our sense goes to get rid of the rubbish. That little capitalist voice screams "Stttooopp! That might be useful someday!"
And so we are the leaders of the movement to hide useless crap in an eye-catching way.

It probably all started with King Louis XIV of France. I mean, everybody tried to be like this guy... and he had more crap than God. Of course, times change. Most guys refrain from wearing wigs these days... but some old habits die hard and our fetish for filling our little dwellings up with all sorts of peculiar relics burns on.

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