I think it is immoral to expect me to increase my workload by a ton through cooking, when I don’t even have the time to take care of myself thanks to capitalism. Sadly, due to enormous subsidies meat is cheap, readily available and vegetarian/vegan options are scarce and overpriced where I live.
Added to the fact that the effort vs impact table is pretty much meaningless when you assess all the damage to the world that the rich are doing, it just feels like a gargantuan waste of my energy and resources, to not even move the needle.
And I get to piss off sanctimonious, preachy people like you in the process, win/win.
I’m eager to acknowledge the systemic challenges of being veg_n since those were barriers for me in the past myself. I’m privileged to not have those issues anymore, but I still recognize the premium that I pay to be veg_n (my partner and I refer to it as “the vegetarian tax”).
I harbor no animosity towards people who can acknowledge the sustainability crisis of the meat industry but aren’t in a position to personally separate from it. The expectation that I have for decent and informed people, in order from the bare minimum to the absolute most is:
Don’t pointlessly disparage veg_ns or spread misinformed agrobusiness propaganda. This in fact takes negative effort.
Occasionally examine whether you have any opportunities to reduce your meat consumption.
Talk to people you personally know about the sustainability crisis and see if you can find others in your circle who are interested in reducing their meat consumption. Work together to figure out effective strategies for doing so in your situation.
BTW, sorry for getting defensive. But yeah, I work on what I can and since my country is very shitty about disabilities, and being disabled, cooking and any manual labor take me forever, and for me the morality aspect of it is placing the burden of vegetarian and vegan diets on the consumer, when in reality is is easier and cheaper to manufacture, if we exclude subsidies.
I don’t harbor any animosity against vegetarians or vegans, it is a lot of work, I used to be vegan myself, but convenience and prices pushed me out. I always question myself before giving an argument, and finding out I am wrong is a great way to grow and remind myself how fallible we people are.
I think it is immoral to expect me to increase my workload by a ton through cooking, when I don’t even have the time to take care of myself thanks to capitalism. Sadly, due to enormous subsidies meat is cheap, readily available and vegetarian/vegan options are scarce and overpriced where I live.
Added to the fact that the effort vs impact table is pretty much meaningless when you assess all the damage to the world that the rich are doing, it just feels like a gargantuan waste of my energy and resources, to not even move the needle.
And I get to piss off sanctimonious, preachy people like you in the process, win/win.
Weird take on morality.
I’m eager to acknowledge the systemic challenges of being veg_n since those were barriers for me in the past myself. I’m privileged to not have those issues anymore, but I still recognize the premium that I pay to be veg_n (my partner and I refer to it as “the vegetarian tax”).
I harbor no animosity towards people who can acknowledge the sustainability crisis of the meat industry but aren’t in a position to personally separate from it. The expectation that I have for decent and informed people, in order from the bare minimum to the absolute most is:
BTW, sorry for getting defensive. But yeah, I work on what I can and since my country is very shitty about disabilities, and being disabled, cooking and any manual labor take me forever, and for me the morality aspect of it is placing the burden of vegetarian and vegan diets on the consumer, when in reality is is easier and cheaper to manufacture, if we exclude subsidies.
I don’t harbor any animosity against vegetarians or vegans, it is a lot of work, I used to be vegan myself, but convenience and prices pushed me out. I always question myself before giving an argument, and finding out I am wrong is a great way to grow and remind myself how fallible we people are.