Yeah, well once upon a time I also used to the love bacon. In fact it was my very favorite for breakfast. I would determine where I would go out to eat based on the quality of their bacon.
Then I realized one day that in order for me to enjoy that food, Jumper would have to die. And He wouldn't just live a great life and then when he was old or sick he would be put out of his misery and we would eat him. He would be born and bred into a life of captivity, horribly abused and forced to live in absolutely atrocious living conditions. If he was lucky he would be killed quickly and early in his life but the reality is that he would suffer more then any animal should ever have to suffer so that we can have bacon for breakfast. And then I realized the connection and I mean truley realized that the food on my plate was once jumper. It had a mom and was at one point the cutest little guy ever and it absolutely broke my heat. In a big way.
So yeah, sure, I miss the taste of bacon to from time to time. But not even close to the amount of value that I put on jumpers life.
People like to make snide comments about vegan-ism and say things like "I could never live with out cheese or bacon". Or they make comments or will tease and taunt me while they eat their steak or hamburger. That breaks my heat too. The disconnect and the sense of entitlement that we have in regards to our place on this earth. The very same people who do this claim that they love animals and will rescue dogs from the shelter.
Please tell me the difference between this:
And this:
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