Time for some Animal Rights / Animal Liberation crazies.
Do you want the full DSM answer? Or the nonformal answer someone immersed in pop culture would give?
Speak for yourselves. You do not get to speak for me. I speak for me. Me and me alone.
"It's just meat, gosh!"
No, it isn’t, you moron.
Animals aren’t willfully lining up to die just so you can taste their flesh in some addicting frenzy. If it isn’t necessary, stop.
So if something isn't necessary, you shouldn't do it. Should come as a big shock to Facebook users.
Let's be clear- a "personal preference" is choosing blue over yellow, not whether you want to participate in murder for fucking lunch.
Yes, I fondly remember slashing the pig's throat, baking it, slicing its ribs out, and then once it was fully prepared by myself, I then served it to myself at a restaurant.
These meat-eaters who say they “love” animals really frighten me.
Like what if they “love” me one day too?
What if they “love” me so much that I find myself being roasted over a fire for a nice afternoon lunch?
Eugh.
“Yes, my carnist friend. You have the right to eat whatever you want. But you have to remember that your rights end where the rights of another begin. Non-human animals have every right to live their lives free of harm just like we do, and as soon as your ‘right to eat what you want’ interferes with that, you’ve crossed a line.”
Okay, lets see you try and stop me.
Natasha // 18 // vegan // Sunshine Coast, Australia // indigo starchild // orion soul // INTP/INFP // taken x Instagram: @natasharghh ~ Scare the
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