Quaco wrote:As a weak-kneed animal-lover, I had for a few years begun to feel bad about it. I didn't know anything about "saving the planet" or the health aspects, I just felt a little bad inside that a couple animals a week had to be killed for my benefit. One day, I was hanging out with my girlfriend's friends, and one guy made a comment like "Jim, you seem like you're not fulfilling your potential. There's something on your mind that you're not doing." Pretty annoying to hear that, but after a couple days, I realized he was probably right, and one of the things was this meat thing. So, I went to In-N-Out Burger in Costa Mesa, sat on the lawn there in the sun, and had one last Double Double. It was good! But it was time.
Goodness. I just welled up.