The Therapy Sessions
Wednesday, December 15, 2004
Meat is murder and other ponderables
Listening to an oldy but goldy on the way in, a reminder of my days as a college liberal: the Smith's "Meat is Murder."
It is a good song, but if you listen to the lyrics it is predictably all about the cruelty of eating meat ("It's death for no reason, and death for no reason is murder.")
I agree that it is cruel. I agree that humans could live a life of nothing but grain and beans (the flatulence would be overpowering). It's death, blood, gore, murder...whatever.
But meat is yummy.
I like the way it smells, I savor it's texture in my mouth, I love the fullness I feel after eating it. I love the crackle of fried chicken skin, and the sweet taste of pork fat, I love the way the juices from my steak meld so well with salt and pepper.....
If Meat=murder and meat=yummy, then murder is yummy.
Yep, I live fer killin.'
Enjoy your bulgher wheat-lentil cakes, Morrissey....