
The "Golden Arches" - corporate symbol of the worlds largest killer and torturer of root vegatables. Ever wondered why they're gold?
Folks, I’m sure you’ve all heard about PETA and their efforts to protect animals from exploitation. This means, of course, no meat, and no keeping pets and no taking insulin, unless you happen to be a PETA Vice-President. May every animal roam the earth free, like a cow in India!
Well, protecting animals from the evils of human contact is simply not enough. It’s time we extended those same rights to agriculture, thereby protecting every living thing from that wicked food chain thingie. Yes, we must protect all living things because plants are people too.
Cap’n, you ask, what should I do? Insist on eating only free range lettuce? Well, the answer is, of course, no. While it’s good that the lettuce is not forced to grow up in tiny cages or lined up in neat little Nazi-like rows like those poor corn stalks, it still must die in order for you to eat it. It must be savagely cut or ripped out of the ground before being hurled into boxes with other lettuce carcasses and trucked to market.
Don’t even start me on those poor corn stalks. Every time I see a field of stalks lined up with military precision, I just want to puke up high-fructose corn syrup. Did you know that the parts of the corn that don’t get eaten are made into ethanol and burned alive in gasoline? Oh, the humanity!
The abuse of agriculture is shockingly pervasive. Why, did you know that in many so-called civilized countries, places like the US and Canada, people actually plant millions of tiny, “grass” seeds, let these seeds grow to maturity then they slice their little heads off with high-powered motorized machines called mowers? And for what? To keep up with the Joneses! I hate the Joneses!
It doesn’t end there. Root vegetables, such as potatoes are ripped from the earth, cut into tiny stalks called “fries” and dipped in scalding oil until they change color. This happens to millions, perhaps even billions of potato plants around the world every day. There is virtually no culture left in the world that does not participate in this barbarous ritual.
There is no end to this abuse of agriculture, good people. Every year, millions of trees are planted, some simply to please humans, while others are brutally chopped down with axes and chain saws and then sliced into “lumber”. The world is littered with so-called houses made from the guts of trees. Why, I wouldn’t be surprised if you were sitting in one of those “wooden” structures right now!
I know what you’re thinking; but Cap’n if I can't eat animals and I can’t eat plants, then what am I to eat? That is so like an obese human to perpetuate the nefarious “food chain”. It’s time we lost that food chain mentality and recognized that obesity is rampant in the civilized world. Haven’t you already had quite enough to eat? Maybe you should just eat each other, you fat cows.
Perhaps you didn’t know this but you are standing on top of a giant source of vitamins and minerals. It’s called “soil” though there is a campaign afoot to besmirch this wonderful, life giving substance by calling it “dirt”. Those awful agricultural corporations will stop at nothing to spread their message of death and pain to all plants.
When you tire of your soil dinner, I suggest you follow the advice of the wise and brave Maria Antoinette, who, before being beheaded for standing up to the malevolent agri-business of her day said, “Let them eat cake.”
Even you fatso’s must love cake.


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"Most people know to avoid puppy mills and "backyard" breeders. But many kind individuals fall prey to the picket-fence appeal of so-called "responsible" breeders and fail to recognize that no matter how kindly a breeder treats his or her animals, as long as dogs and cats are dying in animal shelters and pounds because of a lack of homes, no breeding can be considered "responsible."
Responsible breeders keep track of their animals and rescue their breed from shelters. Anyone who works in a shelter will tell you that the animals that don't get adopted are generally unadoptable.
LMAO!
No wait. That was J. Lennon.
Sorry.
I'd go to the garden and eat worms, but they're no doubt on the proscribed list too.
OMG!
Boanerges, it doesn't matter to the hungry grasses that lost their little heads to "the machine".
Zuma, what is now dead, once lived. 'Nuff said.
A genuinely funny post (as opposed to... uh... ungenuinely funny.)
Rated & Cheers!
Bubba, isn't a vegan uprising kind of an oxymoron? Or just a regular moron?
Yeah.
What makes things even worse is the drowning of stones. Thass right! Those people who skip stones across the waters are the problem. Ever wonder what happens after you skip those stones? Or even before when the stones are ripped and chipped from the womb of their Mother Mountain and used as slave labor/materials on building of everything from roads, to houses. Few, very few, a tiny percentage escapes this persecution, but so many are chipped away that there are billions of stone left lying around…and THAT is the problem
It is not enough that the stones are terrorized from skipping often 100-250 feet out into deep and seaweed filled waters at breakneck speed (In my case staring out above 90 mph.) But once the journey is completed, down they go to the depths to drown or spend a lifetime in a hostile H2O infested place.
What beastly treatment for millions of stones every year, after year, etc.
BUT WAIT! Now come the PPOSS and me. Pete's Preservation of Stones Society! We are Teddy Roosevelt, Rough Riding out to preserve stones, Mighty Mouse out to save the day!
We find gentle homes for the wayward stones-a place to call their own, complete with bed, bath, study and windows which open and shut for fresh air. All we need is your commitment to help us find homes for wayward stones.
Hey! I like this; I shall go right to my space and make it into an article. Mind if I link it to yours?
Prof, that is fine, admirable work you're doing there. You have my full support for the sake of stones everywhere.
Zashin, just don't land on the grass when you fall out of that chair.
By the way, who is the adorable baby in your photo?
Lisa, you're right, that may not be living. The cute kid is my 5 month old granddaughter, Samantha. What a cutie, huh?
(it's a hard road being a vegan, but someone's gotta do it.)
rated. ;)
Yeah, lets start a coalilition (how ever the fuck you spell that word) for veggies - Fight For Veggie Rights!
(runs off to eat a carrot)
Rated!
I think that would work for Mormons too, so close enough!
no more Mickey D's fries for me!!!!! until next time I go through a drive through! (wait what exactly am I not supposed to order again???) Go cappy!