I
have been a vegan for almost three years and most of my coworkers know
this. I don’t advertise the fact but don’t hide it either. At one recent
group gathering at a Japanese restaurant, when I was explaining to the
chef that I do not eat meat, poultry, seafood, eggs, milk, or anything
that contain these, one of my buddies loudly proclaimed: “He is a
vegetarian, and we are proud of him!” My coworker is not vegetarian, nor
did he particularly care about the distinction between vegetarians and
vegans -- and none of my coworkers under my direct manager is
vegetarian.
For about the first six months after I became a vegan, I tried to see if
I could find a way to convince some of my friends to follow suit. I
quickly found out that it takes much more than a simple and compelling
argument to change people's longstanding habits. Some people will listen
for a while and then find an excuse. Others might refuse to listen and
switch topics right away. It is TOUGH!
To me, the argument is simple and straightforward. We should not harm
anybody without justification, and consuming animal products harms
sentient beings. And we certainly don’t have any justification for this
in this day and age.
I
now understand what Matt Ball of Vegan Outreach means when he says, “If
you save the half hour trying to convince a friend or relative to go
vegan and instead go to a local college and hand out our leaflets, you
will most likely change more minds and do more good for animals.” I
can't speak in general, but I know for a fact that SUNY-New Paltz
students are very receptive and polite -- even though they may be total
strangers. I know this because I go there a few times a year to hand out
literature about factory farming and veganism.
Leafleting helps me vent my frustration at the enormity of the problem
and helps me regain hope for a better future. When my four-month old son
grows up, I hope that he will meet some of these students as teachers or
co-workers, and that they will be vegan like him, or at least that they
will understand the ethical arguments for veganism. When my son grows
into adulthood, perhaps he will have co-workers who will proclaim: “We
are vegans, and we are proud of it!”
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Blind Horse Sings”
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