Have A Heart

I can understand that some people can refuse to eat meat because of the cruel way in which animals are raised and killed. But I have the same sentiments towards vegetables and I must object in the strongest terms against the practice of calling a brain-dead person a cabbage or a vegetable. Vegetables have feelings too.

Animals still have the option of running away when hunted. They can seek shelter against the sun, rain, and wind, while the poor vegetable is chained to the little piece of real estate where we have imprisoned him. There he must stand there day after day, in the sun, wind, and rain, enduring immense pain while rodents gnaw at his few remaining leaves that the frost of the previous night missed.

Then, after we have robbed him of a carefree youth by propelling him into adulthood with the use of fertilizers, which is the plant equivalent of humans using anabolic steroids, we grab him by the hair, and jerk him out the ground, depriving him from his water and mineral supply to die an agonizing death. Plants take weeks to die, and when you consider the effect of the withdrawal symptoms (after we got him hooked on fertilizers) it is barbaric to say the least.

So when next time you cut up or shred a vegetable, know that it is probably still alive; yelling and moaning silently – all vegetables are mutes. Have compassion when you put salt on those fresh wounds and when you put it in the boiling water, think of the pain and suffering that you are causing. But given the life of misery already endured, death may come as a mercy.

I’m sorry if this blog has upset you, but vegetables cannot speak for themselves and somebody has to speak up on their behalf. I don’t think I’ll eat vegetables again. Hmm, I think I must make a good green bean stew for tonight.


Be kind to a vegetable today.