Rhys Southan has an awfully interesting post here about how some vegans cultivate revulsion. I'm of a different school of thought--more like the married people he talks about. Infidelity isn't allowed, but that doesn't mean other men are disgusting. Likewise, I don't see meat as disgusting or unappetizing--at least, not deliberately. (After 17 years of being a vegetarian, a rare steak does look weird, but I'm pretty sure it would taste good.) Many vegans try to see animal products as revolting. At some vegan blogs, they call milk a "glass of pus" and Rhys says PETA refers to eggs as "chicken periods." It seems to me that all sorts of bodily processes will start to seem disgusting if you go that route. Breastfeeding could seem revolting, if you get yourself to associate milk and pus. If chicken periods are disgusting, are human periods disgusting? Think about pregnancy--good heavens, all those months cuddled up with a placenta! Eww! To maintain resolve about not eating meat, I have called to mind slaughterhouse images and chickens crammed into cages and what cattle are fed at feedlots. Ugh. It's another thing to cultivate revulsion about animal bodies themselves. I worry that there are attitudes associated with super-pure veganism that are not desirable--and that's why I read Rhys's blog (despite its "not what I think" name). It's a wickedly satirical expose of those dubious attitudes. I don't think for a minute he's lacking ethical concern for animals. He's pulled in multiple directions, and that's what makes his writing interesting.
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