@Cycloptichorn,
All of this still reduces to desire, not neccesity.
Cyclopticorn wrote:I define what's a necessity for me, not anyone else.
You do not, nor do I. We do not get to choose what life ingredients are necessary. These are what are truly inherent in our DNA. You elect to eat meat out of desire not neccesity.
As for your cats, you are meat as well. They aren't trying to kill you and eat you. However, if you die in your house and they don't get food, they'll eat your face off given enough time.
Cyclopticorn wrote:Meat tastes far, far better than everything else I eat and something in my brain says 'this is what you should be eating.' That's nature, baby. Why fight it?
1) Can you demonstrate how meat quantifiably tastes better than all other things?
2) It may not be other's nature to think "this is what I should be eating."
To the point of the thread, if you believe animals deserve moral standing or you are put off by animal cruelty, perhaps self indulgence is not worth it to others. Especially, if they don't need to.
Consider the moral considerations of theft. Do we not conclude that theft has different moral outcomes based on the person's situation? Should the hungry thief who steals his loaf of bread, be put on par with the wealthy man who steals out of self indulgence? I believe necessity is a factor in my moral barometer.
Cyclopticorn wrote:My desire to eat meat is a natural part of me; I didn't create the desire. It wasn't trained up by my parents.
Are you sure? Do you mean to tell me that your diet norms do not reflect what was taught to you? You think that eating meat has nothing to do with that?
Cyclopticorn wrote:There's Life and then there's Living. You would stay alive if I locked you in a 10x10' box, piped in food, fresh air and water, piped out waste, and that's it. All the requirements for your existence would be present. You would be alive. But you wouldn't be Living.
This is kind of an appeal to extremes. It's a sort of paycheck-to-paycheck argument about the substance of life and intellectual fulfillment. I lived as an omnivore for almost all of my life. I know what that is like, and I know what my life now is like. I do not miss that old life, nor do I feel I lack enjoyment in my new one. In short, I'm living quite well, and I feel the things I gave up have given me a greater appreciation for the things
I have.
I'm not concerned with how others treat animals, I'm concerned with how I do.
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