The other day, a friend of mine posted that gawd-awful cow abuse video on facebook, and something in me snapped. I typed out this angry rant about how people get so up-in-arms when something like that comes to the public's attention, and then turn right around and go back to supporting the system that allows, even encourages, it to happen. I have been vegetarian for nearly a decade, and have NEVER been preachy or judgemental or militant. But I was, and am, so angry.
Then, before I hit the button to post it, I decided to turn the critique inward. Have I done everything I can not to support the cruel institutions that provide most of America's food? No. Just that night we'd ordered pizza, the cheese on which certainly came from miserable cows. So instead of posting my angry, accusatory statement (which wouldn't have converted anyone), I decided that I want to work on going vegan. I requested the book Becoming Vegan from the library. I already have at least 6 great vegan cookbooks. I plan to pore over vegan websites and blogs. I'm really looking forward to studying this, and very satisfied that I'm making the right decision.
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