Hypocrisy

Apr. 25th, 2006 02:23 pm
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I'm a hypocrite.
Being at the Natural History Museum made it clear to me.
I'm a hypocrite.
How can I claim to be an Environmentalist when I'm a meat eater.
Okay, so humans are omnivorous and historically we used to hunt our game and grow it.
But you know what, I'm a grrl who has lived her entire life in the western world and has consumed (with great privilege and pleasure) all the west had to offer her.
I eat beef, I like hamburgers (real kind, I've not stepped into a Burger King in three years and a McDonald's in five years), I like kebab, shawarma, pargiyot, shrimp, salmon, lobster and tuna.
Yet I make sure all my face cleaning soaps, moisturizers and such are not tested on animals.
I'm a hypocrite.

I've often considered becoming a vegetarian, but it never seemed worth it because I love meat.
But in the past year my ideology (of which I had none during high school and most of my army service) is quickly solidifying, and in the past I used to think ideological vegetarians were cheating themselves.
I'm becoming aware that I'm actually cheating myself.
How can I be an advocate of animal rights, when I use them in such a disgusting way?
God the hypocrisy!

Date: 2006-04-27 09:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gonzo21.livejournal.com
Oh, I didn't know that about the Dalai Lama. Interesting.

It does always strike me, being an archaeologist, how the human animal is perfectly evolved to exist best on a diet that our hunter-gatherer ancestors would have bad, which is to say, the diet that we've had for the longest period of our species existance. Fruit, nuts, meat, fish, etc.

And yeah, god, intensively farmed meat. Forutnately in the UK, or at least here in Scotland, we don't have much of that. Our meat is from animals that have big fields to live in, natural diets, and relatively minimal chemical additives. If i Lived in America... I would be very very cautious of their farmed red meat. Just with, all the nasty chemicals in.

And yup, I live in rural highland scotland. I even have my own chickens. Fresh free range eggs. Yum. :)

Date: 2006-04-27 10:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fenchurch42.livejournal.com
You're an Archaeologist? Cool!!

Stop it, You're making me long again.. Ah, Scotland.. The highlands and the green hills, and sheep everywhere.. And the fresh air..and fine ales..

We actually used to have three hens in our backyard, some while ago (about 6-7 years ago..) we used to let them walk about the garden every day, and at night they would go back to the henhouse to sleep (they were pretty clever, I don't care what they say..), and we had fresh eggs every day, it was nice..
Goodness, what am I going on about? I'm sorry, it's the hour and tiredness, I should get to bed.. :)



Date: 2006-04-27 11:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eumelia.livejournal.com
Why don't you two just friend each other already ;)

Date: 2006-04-28 03:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gonzo21.livejournal.com
I was an archaeologist. That's what my degree is in. I'm not anymore.

And yes, I quite agree, chickens are quite smart.

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V and Justice

V: Ah, I was forgetting that we are not properly introduced. I do not have a name. You can call me V. Madam Justice...this is V. V... this is Madam Justice. hello, Madam Justice.

Justice: Good evening, V.

V: There. Now we know each other. Actually, I've been a fan of yours for quite some time. Oh, I know what you're thinking...

Justice: The poor boy has a crush on me...an adolescent fatuation.

V: I beg your pardon, Madam. It isn't like that at all. I've long admired you...albeit only from a distance. I used to stare at you from the streets below when I was a child. I'd say to my father, "Who is that lady?" And he'd say "That's Madam Justice." And I'd say "Isn't she pretty."

V: Please don't think it was merely physical. I know you're not that sort of girl. No, I loved you as a person. As an ideal.

Justice: What? V! For shame! You have betrayed me for some harlot, some vain and pouting hussy with painted lips and a knowing smile!

V: I, Madam? I beg to differ! It was your infidelity that drove me to her arms!

V: Ah-ha! That surprised you, didn't it? You thought I didn't know about your little fling. But I do. I know everything! Frankly, I wasn't surprised when I found out. You always did have an eye for a man in uniform.

Justice: Uniform? Why I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. It was always you, V. You were the only one...

V: Liar! Slut! Whore! Deny that you let him have his way with you, him with his armbands and jackboots!

V: Well? Cat got your tongue? I though as much.

V: Very well. So you stand revealed at last. you are no longer my justice. You are his justice now. You have bedded another.

Justice: Sob! Choke! Wh-who is she, V? What is her name?

V: Her name is Anarchy. And she has taught me more as a mistress than you ever did! She has taught me that justice is meaningless without freedom. She is honest. She makes no promises and breaks none. Unlike you, Jezebel. I used to wonder why you could never look me in the eye. Now I know. So good bye, dear lady. I would be saddened by our parting even now, save that you are no longer the woman I once loved.

*KABOOM!*

-"V for Vendetta"

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