So, I read about this little thing called the 21-Day Vegan Kickstart program. (link above). I am going to give it a shot. Obviously I will be doing most of the meal planning at home but I intend on hitting some of the more veggie friendly restaurants in the area as well on the weekends so I can keep up my standing in the blogging community. What's 21 days right?
I have been on and off a vegetarian diet for years. I wish I could go completely back to that lifestyle but it is so difficult when meat tastes so wonderful. I could do without pork products pretty easy. I have never been a fan with the exception of bacon but if you don't like bacon you have something wrong with your fucking head. Chicken to me is bland and can be replaced with tofu or mock chicken products pretty easy. I actually have come to like chic-patties more than regular chicken honestly. Sushi I dig, that's a guilty pleasure...oh it's not meat but it is. That is one thing I will never buy into in the veg community is Pescetarianism. Fish are still animals. They may be dumb fuckers, but they are still just as living as a cow just maybe not as breathing I guess. I get the Lacto-ovo thing, I really do. It's a gift from the animal so I am into that. It is a very Buddhist concept really. It's just the way those are produced that makes me leery about that lifestyle. Factory farming, chickens stacked in feces, and filth in crates stacked 6 feet high. The whole free range is bullshit, the whole organic movement is bigger bullshit but it beats true barbaric factory farming.
You ever look into a cows eyes up close? That is a gentle creature. I swear you can see their soul in those deep brown eyes. I don't see flank steak or baseball glove you smart ass. I feel horrible eating these guys for what they go through. What a shitty life. I think it is because my true belief in karma and rebirth why I feel so bad about eating a burger. I grew up with catholic guilt as a child but I now deal with karmic guilt when I choose to eat meat. You live and die for one purpose, to be led to slaughter. It's not a very hopeful existence when you really think about it. Cows don't even eat grass anymore they eat corn, pigs don't look like the pigs we knew growing up. I don't remember seeing a pretty pink pig, or maybe one or two. The ones I remember were different colors like a litter of kittens all with distinct features and colorations. Now they are hairless, pink, genetically modified pig-like creatures force fed for 8 months in pens not even big enough to turn around in. Some of them die of heart attacks on the way to the slaughtering ramps because they have never walked more than a foot or two in their entire life. They actually get so fucking excited to move more than a foot then freak out and die of a heart attack. Now that's fucked up, and that's where your bacon comes from.
So, yeah 52 weeks is going vegan, completely 100% vegan for 21 days in March. I am going to hit some of the vegan joints around town and try them out. Maybe hit Tommy's, go to Akron to check out Chrissie Hynde's new joint, and find some nuts and berries to chomp on. I don't know, it might be my ass kicking into the compassionate lifestyle a true Buddhist should follow. Along with the vegan thing I have sworn off booze and liquor, but I agreed to still have some wine if I feel the urge.
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