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Over the decades we have seen and heard it all when it comes to the arguments and attacks on veganism. Really, people find their own way through such things as they do if they hold any committed ethical position that is about principle and not style.

The author in his vegetable patch. Wendy Kinsella
I live in a vegan family situation. I have been a vegan for over 33 years
and my partner, poet and novelist Tracy Ryan, has been a vegan for over a
quarter of a century; our 16-year-old son Tim was conceived and born a
vegan, and remains one.
If you ever doubt it’s his choice, ask him — he’s eloquent on his veganism,
and has angles on it we don’t, neither Tracy nor I having been born vegans.
Tracy has always had a deep interest in nutrition, and raising children
vegan has been a deeply informed life-act — done with respect for their
rights as well as animal rights. We don’t use animal products in any way we
are aware of. Rather than seeing our food, clothes, shoes, working
materials, as animal-product “alternatives”, they are our norms.
Over the decades we have seen and heard it all when it comes to the
arguments and attacks on veganism. Really, people find their own way through
such things as they do if they hold any committed ethical position that is
about principle and not style.
One of the first that vegans encounter is the specious argument about
denying children before a certain age a choice in the matter, that veganism
is forced on them.
It’s such an obvious reply: Aren’t you forcing your carnivorism (or more
accurately, omnivorism) on your children? They are also not given a choice —
people make decisions for their children before they are empowered (informed
enough) to make decisions for themselves. It is possible to have a balanced
vegan diet, and even back in the mid-80s, vegan sources of B12 and other
more complex nutritional requirements were available.
But the point of this article is not for the fors and againsts, because
these are well attested, and even the most slipshod research skills will
reveal what is and isn’t the case. Rather, this is an account of long-term
veganism in the context of the recent increase (last five or so years) in
vegan consciousness, and availability of vegan foods.
Actually, vegan food has always been available, of course, just in raw and
rudimentary and unrefined ways — what we are talking about in the “now” is
the mass replacement of mass slaughterhouse products with non-slaughterhouse
products that “equate” and move from being “faux” meat (protein), or ersatz,
to food definitions and realities in their own terms. That’s what has
industry scared and reactive.
Personally, I have a problem with all industrialisations and capital
processes of market — the fetishisation of products that increase wealth
rather than answer needs — but it is this “mass” that so upsets
animal-exploitation, agri-industrialism. Little of it is cultural, outside
profit-making. Arguments about what’s best for the planet are placed far
down the list of priorities, as the fossil-fuel desire shows.

Cattle awaiting auction in Brisbane in 2013. Dan Peled/AAP
Casting aside the gun
There are exceptions, and cultural beliefs that do need to be respected.
When I began being a vegan, I was outwardly proselytising; now I am only so
in my writing and via how I live. I have learnt that respecting others’
journeys is the only way that long-term change comes.
That’s an argument for all ethical issues, and it could be argued that all
killing must be stopped immediately or we simply appease our own consciences
at the expense of being concerned about our own behaviours — many mass
murders have taken place as people let their nation’s military go about its
business outside their personal scrutiny, as that scrutiny is confronting to
undertake.
Ethical positions are not “cults”; cults are the control of others to remove
their capacity for personal choice – but it is a paradox to see veganism
called a cult by meat-eaters who have been part of an industrial
slaughter-cult all their lives.
Ironically, I come from a background of fishing and hunting (and became a
vegan while living in a house on a dairy farm: witnessing). I was obsessed
with guns when I was a child and a teenager — I wanted to become an army
officer. My turning away from these values was conscious and specific — by
my late teens and early 20s, I was a committed vegan, anarchist, and
pacifist. I found my way there via the paradox of loving animals (I always
have) and exploiting them (to my mind).
My poetry was tracking my concern, so my poetry helped in the
decision-making — that old argument of poetic language expressing the
inexpressible. When I wrote of casting aside the gun, of leaving animals be,
it was because I had – but also to articulate and mark it. To give a sign in
word as well as thought and action. A constant reminder of how and why I’d
got to that point of change.

Honeyeaters finding sanctuary on the Great Tank at at Jam Tree Gully.
John Kinsella
This was not easily the case — as an alcoholic in former days, I was
aggressive, often in trouble, and confrontational. I got sober 24 years ago
so I could better hold the values I believed in. It wasn’t an easy journey,
but one in which I knew I had to reduce my own hypocrisies. And that’s it;
that’s where a lot of misunderstanding manifests between vegans and
non-vegans — it’s not a holier-than-thou situation, but a move towards being
less impacting, less damaging, and more respectful of life.
I’ve actually known vegans quite violent (towards people), and I have
rejected their positions because of this unresolved hypocrisy; but this has
been rare.
And even in these cases, in time if they stayed vegan (they often didn’t),
they moved away from their own anger and aggression and lived a life more in
tune with their values. I say this because veganism is both an ethical
position, and a position that eventually calls on a variety of consistencies
with regard to how we treat people, who are, after all, animals too.
Nutmeat, palm oil and an ethics of commitment
A lot of older vegans will talk about the 80s as being a time of Nutmeat,
avocados, and bananas, of boiling pulses to make protein patties to add to
the steamed veggies, of reading labels carefully because there wasn’t the
vegan certification process (or “market” for that to be insisted on) back
then.
Sure, it is nice to be able to go out and eat more “cheffed” foods from
supermarkets and in restaurants, but it’s not the be-all and end-all, and
you still weigh up issues such as processing, origins and cultivation
methods, and air-miles.
If we fall into dependence on mass food production processes, then
ultimately we will damage animals in other ways. A classic example is that
of palm oil — so essential to many processed vegan foods (as indeed
non-vegan). The destruction of habitat to increase palm oil production
eventually led to a call for palm oil that’s non-exploitative (of people and
ecologies) — a regulation.
People survive the best way they can, and as with so many raw food
materials, those containing palm oil are sourced in less wealthy zones to
feed wealthier ones — capitalist exploitation works fast to adjust to new
markets.
So any veganism not in tune with these issues quickly becomes an appeasement
of one’s own conscience while hiding from the potential for damaging
impacts. The response has to be holistic — vegan food producers need to work
with non-vegans and different cultural realities to ensure transitions that
don’t damage in other ways.

Tracy Ryan’s vegan goulash with dumplings. Author provided
This is not wisdom from on high; it’s just decades of seeing faddism and
change, of people calling themselves vegan when they don’t closely consider
what’s in a “product”, or deploying the terms as a social definition while
allowing themselves “exceptions to the rule”, or, say, eating honey (an
animal product!).
Point is, “vegan” means something, and of course be whatever you are, but
let’s let a term represent a value we can share and understand. Play with
language by all means (that’s what writers do!), but not with the ethics of
commitment.
Mobile phones, whose raw materials destroy whole communities and habitats in
their extraction and manufacture, are an example of a contradiction with the
new spreading of the message of veganism — we have to find a way to a common
understanding of cause and effect. It’s a big and complex picture that
tussles with the obvious fact that an animal hurt or killed is an animal
hurt or killed.
Mutual respect
Veganism intersects with many cultural attitudes, and diverges from many
others, across the globe, but mutual respect is, in my experience, an
unassailable value.
I have never tried to force anyone to eat vegan, yet attempts have been made
to shame me into not eating vegan, in order not to offend my hosts. I have
never compromised my ethical position, but I have gone to great effort to
explain my position and my desire not to offend a host.
That was early on — now I carefully have discussions before, say, sharing an
eating space with those who have invited me about how and why I eat (and
don’t eat) what I do. An intercultural conversation needs to be had.
Confronting? Surely, in a pluralistic society we have these conversations to
ensure respectful co-awareness all the time? If not, then we probably
should. I have no problem in being forward about who and what I am — in
fact, I see saying so as a sign of respect for my hosts.
The bottom line in all this, for me, for my family, is animal rights. We
live among animals but keep none — they are part of the world around us and
we wish to have no control over them.

Hens photographed at a Tasmanian poultry farm in 2007. Emma Hanswell
We deal with “pests” in non-invasive and non-damaging ways, and we work
towards a consistency of respectful interaction. That’s to do with seeing no
hierarchies of control, no speciesist superiority. Then you get the
unthought-out attack-mode on saying such a thing (seriously): Are you saying
if a lion was attacking your baby, you’d do nothing? Well, of course I
would… What do you expect? Would I be cruel and seek to hurt and exploit the
lion? No. Anyway!
Giving a minority report on UK TV
Living in the UK in the late 90s, we were invited to appear on the
television program Susan Brooks’s Family Recipes. We went up to Manchester
from Cambridge, and the chefs, Susan and her daughter, prepared us a vegan
meal on set, and we sampled it and discussed what it was like being a vegan
family. It was a fascinating experience because of the warm attitude to how
we lived, coming from a “regular” cooking program.
Britain has long been more in tune with vegan living (the term “vegan” was
coined by UK Vegan Society co-founder Donald Watson in late 1944), but in
the 90s it was still very “minority”. If we were not part of the dissenting
opinion, we were still giving a minority report. At the same time I spoke to
the Vegan magazine about being a poet and a vegan, and how it informed my
writing practice. There was a context. And it was broad in its conception —
if you wanted medical research without vivisection or abuse of animals, you
could support the Dr Hadwen Trust!
Such contexts are still being created in Australia — the aggressive response
from some people to veganism accords with a macho public culture that seeks
to manipulate markets to defend old colonial land usage and the machinery of
animal pastoralism. In this, I am not commenting on individuals nor even
communities, but on the machine of capitalism and its empowered defenders.
A stunning (I use no words carelessly, I think) example is the case of vegan
activist James Warden who said he was was provided with no vegan food
options while in a Perth prison — this is control, this is oppression, and
this is the state protecting its ongoing colonial interests. There is a
disconnect between traditional hunter-gatherer societies and the mass
consumer, export-import underpinnings of colonial capital. It is the latter
that concerns me because I have been part of it.

Vegan activist James Warden, accused of being the ringleader behind the
theft of a calf and a dead piglet from WA farms, leaves the Mandurah
Magistrates Court in Mandurah on May 3, 2019. Warden has pleaded not guilty
to stealing. Angie Raphael/AAP
The New Veganism
There’s a new generation of vegan activists in Australia who have quickly
been turned into public enemies — they are targeted by media, police, and
government, and seen as interfering with what amounts to an ongoing sell of
Australian values. As a poet, I’ve tried to speak through poetry in support
of these activists, while also recognising that I come from a very different
space through being older and longer-term in my activism.
I live in rural Australia, and co-exist with farmers and people who eat and
use animals. Not in the house I share, and not on the Noongar land where I
live, and which I acknowledge is not “mine”. But nearby. They know who we
are and how we live, and we offer an alternative. Animals find refuge if
they look for it. It’s their place, too.
The conversation is ongoing, persistent, and there’s no compromise in our
position, but it’s also respectful of other people’s humanity, their free
will, and their journeys. They are not us and we are not them. I will stand
in front of a bulldozer to save bush, and I will live next to a bulldozer
driver.
Each of us can only offer one another examples of alternatives. That’s how
real change comes; that’s how fewer and fewer animals will suffer. But in
this crisis mode of biospheric collapse, the reason there are more and more
vegans is that the time has come to act. And people are acting. Others will
too, because they see a need and want to, not because they are told to.
Bullying happens in many directions at once.

Animal rights activists from PETA wearing body paint speak to the media in
Brisbane in 2014. They were calling on the G20 leaders to address the drain
of the meat and dairy industries on the world’s resources. Dan Peled/AAP
If I see a problem with the New Veganism it’s a possible connection with
presentation and social monitoring. Social media try to direct, but also
dilute the commitment of person to person, person to animal, person to real
place where animals live.
Veganism doesn’t need “influencers” — though if anything stops animals being
exploited, it’s a good thing. But as we — Tracy and I and Tim — see each
animal as an individual with their own intact rights, as we see people, we
also see the collective, the community, the herd, the hive, the loner, the
gregarious… all these “types”… we also see the interconnected fate of the
biosphere.
Technology that promotes veganism that consumes the planet is, for us, an
irresolvable contradiction. A lot of thinking needs to be done around this —
and modes of presentation and discussion need to be considered as well. The
slaughterhouse is obvious and hidden; it is literal and a metaphor that can
become real for all life in sudden ways.
Just a positive to finish with. I have crossed Australia many times (though
not recently) by train, as I avoid flying here (to lessen eco-damage
impact), and I have done so with much pre-prepared vegan food.
But the train caterers were always willing to make “bespoke” food for me, to
supplement my food stash. The door to a broader veganism in “Western”
societies has actually long been open — and if Western capitalism could
learn from many non-capitalist, non-Western cultures, not only would they
find much precedent sometimes on a very large scale, but also much communal
goodwill around the choice of what we eat, and why we do or don’t eat it.
And to reiterate my support for the new generation of vegan activists
looking to intervene in non-violent ways to stop the pastoral-factory
exploitation of animals, I wrote this poem which appeared through PETA. I am
not on social media, but they took it into that realm, the realm of style,
influence, but also loss and consumer endgame if people are not wary.
I am here now
for the young vegan activists saving animals from slaughter
I am here now
because a young human
interrupted my journey to the slaughtering,
hoisted me over their shoulders
and carried me towards animation.
I am here now
my eyes dilating fast
to take in this extension
to life — and the blood of my kin
is a river never divided.
I am here now
because an intervention
drew out the length of my days;
the things I have learnt we have taken —
we breathe the same air as our dead.
I am here now
because the young humans
are rising peacefully from their screens
to step into the killing zones,
to bend down and lift us back to the light.
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