On Veganism

In my first post I might have raised a few waves, so I want to just patch things up. Though veganism isn't my chosen life path, I never meant to imply that there was something negative about veganism. My problem was not with the choice to preserve or protect animal life, but instead with the choice to name wholly vegan foods after well known animal products and by-products. Frothy, emulsified soy protein, canola oil, and rice wine vinegar, flavored heavily with nutritional yeast isn't friggin' bleu cheese dressing. And that soya protein isn't cheese.

As a course to live by, I think veganism is very admirable. None of the vegans I've known have been in any way proselytizing or outwardly judgmental. None have ever told me that it was a life style that I needed to acquire, nor did they seem to doubt I had what it took to become one. None ever told me that I was a murderer for drinking coke or wearing leather, that my wool sweater came from terribly mistreated animals. Most of these opinions I developed on my own about myself in college, and have since accepted.

Which is to say I guess that I have nothing--not a drop of any animosity--against vegans -- accept about the names they give their food.