To consider yourself an environmentalist and still eat meat is like saying you're a philanthropist who doesn't give to charity.

To consider yourself an environmentalist and still eat meat is like saying you're a philanthropist who doesn't give to charity.

You can't change yesterdays, but you can change tomorrows.

The question we must ask ourselves as a culture is whether we want to embrace the change that must come, or resist it. Are we so attached to the dietary fallacies with which we were raised, so afraid to counter the arbitrary laws of eating taught to us in childhood by our misinformed parents, that we cannot alter the course they set us on, even if it leads to our own ruin? Does the prospect of standing apart or encounttering ridicule scare us even from saving ourselves?

If you visit the killing floor of a slaughterhouse, it will brand your soul for life.

Everything revolves around the fork.

There is, however, a moral basis for the vegetarian diet for which the indeterminate value of an animal's life takes on irrelevance. And that moral basis is a concern for the environment, a value as absolute as the value we all place on human life, since humanity will not survive for long on a poisoned planet. To be an environmentalist who happens to eat meat is like being a philanthropist who doesn't happen to give to charity.