suzie's patchouli


California, USA
April 24
Aging hippie biker chick, neurotic Earth mother, good at rocking babies to sleep, baking bread, and procrastinating. Live in the sticks with kindly patient husband, many cats, and a needy dog. Have four excellent daughters (two birth, two step) and five bright and incredibly photogenic grandchildren. Writing makes me happy and crazy and sane all at the same time.


AUGUST 21, 2010 4:20PM

The Frustrated but not Even Remotely Conflicted Vegetarian

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So I read that stupid Francis Lam article about killing the rooster & it really upset me so I spent like all morning writing this article about how I've been a vegetarian since I was 19 & how wonderful it is to be a vegetarian & how pigs are smart & cows moo all night when their calves are taken off & butchered.  There were hunting stories & Dad stories & redneck stories & snake stories.  I mentioned ice cream & chicken skin & mosquitos.  I used the word "coagulate." I covered 40 years of vegetarianism in a mere two pages!

REALLY -- the article was, in memory, borderline brilliant & funny & only MILDLY sanctimonious & I worked for HOURS on it, writing & revising & trying to be clever and less preachy, & when I hit Save Draft & Preview it all disappeared. 

When it disappeared, I swore a lot & then I WROTE a stream of swear words & hit Save Draft & Preview and it WORKED!  Deep sigh.  So then I went back & deleted the swear words.  And this is the condensed version of my vegetarian blog.

I wish I'd never read about the rooster.  It was a perfectly nice rooster.  Yeah, it crowed like roosters do, but there are people who will take crowing roosters & give them perfectly nice homes.  We don't kill people because they "upset the neighbors."  Well...some people do...but they shouldn't, & when they do they usually get sent to jail.

Why eat a rooster when you can have a perfectly lovely vegetarian burrito?  There are so many delicious things to eat that don't involve chopping a living breathing creature's head off.  So why do it?

Rest in peace, rooster who probably liked pecking around in the yard & crowing with the morning sun & who, I am sure, asked for little & was happy enough with his humble life.  I'm sorry, but an axe to the neck doesn't seem all that freaking humane to me & being the axe wielder is surely nothing to crow about.  (Sorry about the pun, I'm TRYING to be less sanctimonious, but it's not easy, especially when I'm pissed.)

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I wondered where you were when this came up. I missed the rooster story but think you covered it enough that I won't be reading it!
You have to start saving every third sentence because I know you and what got lost would have been filled with humor and love and some hate...not that what you did write isn't but you know what I mean!
I enjoy eating veggie burritos with you and admire your strength in vegetarianism. You have never faltered in all these years and I am really sorry about chasing you around with that dead naked turkey that one year. But it was funny to watch :) Love ya
I like this and I especially like your title!_r
I liked this, having just befriended a partridge,recently, I am a wee bit more sensitive about needless slaughter..I lean more toward vegetarianism, having a garden with all the lovely fresh plant prizes. I could read you all day, your fun and funny!
Glad I missed the rooster story and I feel your pain with that save draft thing.. happened to me once..
Never again.. I cut and paste before I out it up.
Rated with hugs

I bet it was a great post, you have a gift for story-telling, I love to heare the roosters crowing in my neighborhood, ti brgina me back to my childhood, but I have to confess I have nothing against eating them

please don't hate me
Ha! ll2 -- Suuuure you're sorry...I spent a long time locked in that bathroom : )

Glad you liked it, Joan! You would've REALLY liked the original. The more I remember it, the better it gets...

thanks, Cindy! A good garden is a vegetarian's best friend! (Also in my case it helps to have a husband who can plant a garden because when I plant stuff it just sits under the ground & refuses to come up.)

Hi Linda! I don't know how to cut & paste! I typed it once directly onto the post (BIG mistake) & then typed it in Word Perfect & THEN typed it on the post (with editing). But I am glad you missed the rooster story, too. I wish I had!

(Although, in all fairness, the title about killing a chicken WAS a pretty big hint about what I was about to read. I think there also should have been a warning about the photograph of the sweet rooster that was taken moments before his violent end because that made it doubly sad.)

Thanks, Roy -- it WAS a great post, I'm sure! And, of course, I could never hate you! -- you're my audience!
Hopefully you chanted through your frustration : )
I admire your passion for vegetarianism.
I hate when that happens. The deleting thing, I mean. :)