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Inside The Twisted Mind Of Rifle Range Boy

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On being vegetarian...
  
  Being vegetarian is a highly overstated virtue being propagated by its proponents to put the fear of God into the non-believers and cow them into submission. The same people will say, "eat to live" not "live to eat", but they lead their whole life by analysing what they eat. When you eat to live, you also logically should eat whatever food is given to you, vegetarian or otherwise! Eat to live may mean being careful in what you indulge in - whether it is clean (prepared in a hygienic fashion, halal if you are a Moslem), laden with cholesterol (to clog up the arteries), rich with carbohydrates (which will increase your abdominal girth and place you at high risk of getting a coronary event) etc. etc...
  Maybe if you are Gautama Buddha, you will eat whatever is served to you, whether on a platter or on a leaf so as not to offend the feeder. According to the Mahayana sect, the Enlightened one was fed contaminated (? tainted) pork meat which he consumed willingly as his time to attain Nirvana was imminent. Of course, there is always two sides of the coin. The Hinayana sect, on the other hand, believe that he succumbed to mesenteric infarction which may be a common occurrence for his advanced age of 80! I digress... way off tangent...
  The story of veganism is the story of affluence of man. When Man is a beggar, he would scavenge on leftovers at the bin. Life would be blissful, a full stomach and a warm place would be Shangri-La for him. As his stature (the beggar, no longer a vagabond but has an abode) improves, he will be picky on his food. He would want his food clean and unpolluted by other people and animal's body secretion! Later, he would long for food to be prepared in a certain fashion - Chicken ala Kiev, tikka style, Duck Peking style and the list goes on and on... 
  
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