Venting on Vegans

By | July 14, 2022
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Venting on Vegans  

I must admit that letters to the editors and responses to articles on Web sites are one of my main sources of fodder for my rants. “USA Today” prints the best letters to the editor though. They tend to pick out some great letters from morons all over the world. I don’t have any particular Web site that goads me into open rebellion. Web sites vary, but you can be sure that many idiots post replies to articles on news and technology sites that inspire me too.

For some reason, I get very angry when I see or hear coolspeak. Words like “partying”, “party animal”, “bonding” “mic” for “microwave”, “fridge” for “refrigerator”, “hang out” – as in “wanna hang out with me?”, “cloud” when used in place of the Web server, “interwebs” in place of “Internet” or “a gathering” or “networking”, when used to describe what used to be called a “get together” or “party”. And I hate the term “granular” if discussing anything other than sugar or sand.

I digress…

“USA Today” published an article on how sled dogs might hold the key to curing diabetes in humans. This might be good news for those who suffer from this nasty malady, so no doubt diabetics read the article with some degree of interest. The article, of course, opened the door to a raft of coolspeakers who blew off the article as just so much drivel. This brings me to another coolspeak word I loathe and that word is “vegan” (pronounce vee-gin or vee-gun depending on how cool the cool speaker is). It used to be “vegetarian” or maybe I’m just stupid and/or lazy and there now have vegans. I guess so many vegetarians were slacking off by drinking chocolate goat milk, eating Cheetos, fish, chicken, turkey, shepherd’s pie, etc. that those old-time vegetarians now call themselves vegans. It’s a badge of honor. They became the protestants of vegetarianism; a separatist group so to speak.

Or like I say, I’m stupid, confused, out-of-touch… in short, I’m a dolt.

Better than mere vegetarians, this band of holier-than-thou cool speaking vegans believes that a vegan diet can prevent or cure all manner of diseases including diabetes and cancer.

— I want to note here that vegans do, like everyone else, die. And they die of the same things everyone else does. —

If you know any vegans then you know they like to make a big deal out of their veganism. If you have ever known any, you know what I mean. With just a glance at their gleaming white eyeballs, they say to me, “You dirty, scummy, meat-eating dolt! You’re going to die from eating that cottage cheese, dude – wake up!” Hey! I like cottage cheese “dude”! I like it with ketchup on it. Is anything wrong with ketchup? Is ketchup OK?

I know I am a cantankerous, anti-social, meatbag. I don’t need a vegan to point out the errors of my whales. The vegan assault on the “USA Today” article about sled dogs and diabetes riled me – not that it takes much to rile me these days. Their comments smacked of oily, snake oil salesmen spreading their cheesy gospel from a wagon in a traveling carnival.

Telling people with diabetes that they would have never become diabetic if only they wouldn’t have eaten hot dogs, chicken, dairy products, fish, or anything else that comes from or is extracted from animals – which I want to point out includes Jell-O – really irritates me.

Can you tell I’m a curmudgeon? Good!

And, vegans condescending to diabetics with such advice as – “if only you’d switch to a vegan diet you could throw away those insulin pumps and blood-sugar meters”, makes my blood boil. Blood is verboten for vegans, I presume.

I would find it hard to bond with a vegan and I sure wouldn’t like hanging out with one. I can’t see myself partying with a vegan or going to a gathering of vitality-filled vegans. Vegans are the worst proselytizers of all – even worse than those guys and gals that bang on my door and offer to save me from the fires of hell.

That’s another rant for another time.

If you are a vegan keep your cool speaking, purified bodies away from my disease-ridden, meat-fouled, carcass — you eat your bean sprouts and let me eat my Big Mac.

I’m doing just fine, thank you. A hundred years from now we’ll be dead and your tofu-veggie-stuffed corpse will be just as rotten as my omnivorous one. You don’t think you’ll be dead, but you will. My only regret is I won’t be able to put a bouquet on your grave and whisper lovingly, “I told you so.” I would love to do that – those are my favorite four words.

I would expect that a swell of vegans (that’s what I call a group of vegans – like a gaggle of geese type of thing) would attack me while I prepared my famous pan-seared Pacific Wild Salmon with dill sauce if they ever read this. I know that salmon will kill me -but not as quickly as an angry rhino. I know salmon has mercury in it – but I eat it anyway.

I know that that next glass of milk could be my last. I’ll drink it anyway. And, on those rare occasions when I order a filet mignon -which is a rare occasion indeed — and I do order it rare – I promise myself I’ll not think of those lithe-bodied tofu-on-a-stick-eating vegans who look with vile disdain upon my meat-and-cheese-addicted, medically obese body.

Count me among those who choose to enjoy life rather than spending it reading vegan cookbooks, inspirational screeds from other suffering vegans, or worrying about death. So what if vegans live to be 99? Our nursing homes will be filled with mindless vegans sucking pureed carrots from a sippy cup.

I know what causes death. It isn’t meat, fish, fowl, dairy products, eggs, pork gelatin – no, it’s not even smoking and drinking. The biggest cause of death is birth.

If you don’t want to die then don’t get yourself born. If you were never born you’d never have to choose between eating tofu-filled crepes made with organic buckwheat or a sizzling, succulent pan-seared rainbow trout served with spicy au gratin potatoes.

You’d never have to worry about being obese, having a heart attack or stroke, or being a burden on your children and forcing them to choose between warehousing your old, mindless, carcass in their home – and thus become a huge load of baggage – or sticking you in a nursing home and forgetting you except at Christmas.

Next time you can avoid all these tough choices by making the right choice – choose not to be born. Birth is the single biggest cause of death even for vegans. It’s going to happen to you, no matter what you eat.

“I’ll have a double-cheese omelet and a glass of milk, please.”

5 thoughts on “Venting on Vegans

  1. Melody

    I loved this rant! I feel exactly the same as you. I have been hearing for quite a while about how in the not distant future, we were all going to be eating bugs as our protein source. In London, ON Canada there is already a factory churning out crickets in their whole form and ground into flour as well. I wondered who the heck would want that at all and then what to my sickened eyes did appear? Two ingredient labels on some products actually said they contained cricket flour and that folks who have shellfish allergies should be careful as they may have a problem! Grocery shopping is going to take a whole lot longer now for me cuz I will be reading every single label on everything I buy! I will never knowingly eat bugs! They used to recall foods that got contaminated with bugs and now they sneak them in! Gimme a nice juicy steak any day.

  2. Mido

    Very interesting article but can anyone explain : why would people like to eat a dead body ? why treat our stomach like a crematorium ?
    Enjoy whatever you feel like eating without ranting and raving about others.. Everyone should have choice of whatever they feel like having ..

  3. frank

    There are some good points raised as well as badly ranting at Vegans
    Reading between lines it seems writer may have embedded good or bad intention but it is a wrong site to have subject like this .. there are plenty sites when it could have been published .
    Please edit my comment as required
    I am not against anyone eating whatever they want so please accept this subject from broader angle..

  4. Marilyn

    I have come late to this argument so my apologies but I felt that I had to comment. As far as I am aware Vegans and Vegetarians are two different things. Vegetarians may eat dairy like eggs and milk and also fish but Vegans will only eat plant based material as far as I am aware. Now I come at this as a carnivore so I do get where the writer is coming from regarding Vegans. Some, but not all, can be holier than thou when it comes to telling other people what they should and should not eat. To my mind that is none of their business. I eat what I choose to eat and expect not to be villified because of that because I certainly would not villify any vegetarian or vegan for their choice.

    If I invite someone for a meal then, if they are vegan or vegetarian I expect them to tell me so that I can tailor my menu according and I will contact them and ask them what they can and cannot eat. That to me is only simply politeness.

    I am allergic to strawberries and raspberries and it is the full blown allergy like peanuts and shellfish where I could end up in the hospital. If someone invites me for a meal I always tell them about this so that they know not to use them. Sadly I have had people accuse me of making this up and I simply refuse the invite rather than argue about it.

    As to the question ‘Why would we treat our stomachs as crematorium?’ The answer is because that is our choice and we have the right to make that choice.

    1. infoave Post author

      It was written tongue-in-cheek. It was a snide observation of the world today where everyone wants to tell everyone else how to think or live. I could not care less what you eat or don’t eat. If you want to eat lettuce and legumes and green tea… eat up! if you want to eat earthworms, go for it. It’s your life.vI was being silly and ludicrous. It was not intended to insult or upset anyone. Apparently, I did a very poor job of writing. I apologize.


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