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Eating Pets, Butchering Pigs and Vegan Absolutism — Part 4: Reactionary Veganism
A Story About Meat
Continued from Part 3 — ‘Meeting Theresa and the Stench of Death’ — found here
For the next two weeks I sat in a purgatorial existance, flip-flopping between reactive veganism (I stopped buying yoghurt and cheese) and seeking out a chance to hand-slaughter an animal. Steak tartare vs David’s ram. Bernard vs Theresa.
Theresa’s family tree would face an uncertain future if the world were to go vegan, many breeds have little use outside of being raised, killed, cooked and eaten. They’re certainly not the same as the native wild boars that wreaked havoc across agricultural land in England during medieval times, tearing up crops and occasionally attacking sheep. Such a menace, they were subsequently hunted to extinction along with wolves, lynxes and beavers, because not only were they a threat to agriculture, they also made good sport and fine eating.
Theresa and her sisters were born and raised exclusively to be eaten, so the path of their demise was an inevitability which I had no agency in.
What other options existed? Break into the farm and release them into the wild? If my doubts…
