Counterpoint: Eat a Bowl of Organic Soy-Dicks

Vegans are to animal welfare what Naderites are to liberalism.

Animal, Vegetable, Miserable
by Gary Steiner, professor of philosophy at Bucknell University

I like the title. That’ll be it for positive responses from me, I’m afraid.

Lately more people have begun to express an interest in where the meat they eat comes from and how it was raised. Were the animals humanely treated? Did they have a good quality of life before the death that turned them into someone’s dinner?

Yeah, that’s pretty great, right?

Right?

Hello?

Some of these questions, which reach a fever pitch in the days leading up to Thanksgiving, pertain to the ways in which animals are treated. (Did your turkey get to live outdoors?) Others focus on the question of how eating the animals in question will affect the consumer’s health and well-being. (Was it given hormones and antibiotics?)

Honestly, I don’t have a whole lot of patience for the latter. There are myriad reasons for buying organic, locally-grown, fair trade, what have you, but the health benefits are, as far as I can tell, a buncha placebo-tastic hippie shit. Alcohol is, after all, a toxin, and also the nectar of the gods.

I don’t like the way they pump cows full of antibiotics and growth hormones either, but I don’t like it because they do so in order to paper over the fact that they force ranging ruminants into squalid quarters and feed them corn instead of grass. I’m not worried I’m gonna grow extra tits or something.

None of these questions, however, make any consideration of whether it is wrong to kill animals for human consumption.

Oh HERE WE GO with the perfect being the enemy of the good, which is doubly annoying since it reduces me to invoking threadworn cliches like “the perfect is the enemy of the good.”

But hey, what’s the point of a philosophy degree if you can’t minimize the huge utilitarian gains made by people who majored in real subjects?

And even when people ask this question, they almost always find a variety of resourceful answers that purport to justify the killing and consumption of animals in the name of human welfare. Strict ethical vegans, of which I am one, are customarily excoriated for equating our society’s treatment of animals with mass murder. Can anyone seriously consider animal suffering even remotely comparable to human suffering? Those who answer with a resounding no typically argue in one of two ways.

Three, if you count “get outta here with that mass-murder Godwin-corollary stuff, ya jackass” as a “way.”

Some suggest that human beings but not animals are made in God’s image and hence stand in much closer proximity to the divine than any non-human animal; according to this line of thought, animals were made expressly for the sake of humans and may be used without scruple to satisfy their needs and desires. There is ample support in the Bible and in the writings of Christian thinkers like Augustine and Thomas Aquinas for this pointedly anthropocentric way of devaluing animals.

Yeah, they’re idiots. Can we move this along?

Others argue that the human capacity for abstract thought makes us capable of suffering that both qualitatively and quantitatively exceeds the suffering of any non-human animal. Philosophers like Jeremy Bentham, who is famous for having based moral status not on linguistic or rational capacities but rather on the capacity to suffer, argue that because animals are incapable of abstract thought, they are imprisoned in an eternal present, have no sense of the extended future and hence cannot be said to have an interest in continued existence.

Well, no, life by its very nature wants to live, so that last part’s clearly false, but yeah, the fact that they don’t really have a concept of time matters. Like, enormously. Say you’re trying to decide whether it’s time to put your dog down—a person suffering from excruciating pain might want to hold out to tie up loose ends, or just to see if a cancellation-imposed endgame leads to Dollhouse finally cohering somewhat. A dog don’t give a fuck. Ameliorating his suffering trumps all, though I’d say it’s okay to let him linger for a couple hours if there are family members who need to say goodbye.

The most penetrating and iconoclastic response to this sort of reasoning came from the writer Isaac Bashevis Singer in his story “The Letter Writer,” in which he called the slaughter of animals the “eternal Treblinka.”

The Argument from Some Famous Person Who Agrees With Me is my second-least favorite logical fallacy. And that’s aside from the fact that, uh, since when do you get to use fiction when you’re marshalling evidence?

The story depicts an encounter between a man and a mouse. The man, Herman Gombiner, contemplates his place in the cosmic scheme of things and concludes that there is an essential connection between his own existence as “a child of God” and the “holy creature” scuffling about on the floor in front of him.

Okay, great, now let’s talk about—

Surely, he reflects, the mouse has some capacity for thought;

Dude, we got the gist, let’s not waste—

Gombiner even thinks that the mouse has the capacity to share love and gratitude with him. Not merely a means for the satisfaction of human desires, nor a mere nuisance to be exterminated, this tiny creature possesses the same dignity that any conscious being possesses. In the face of that inherent dignity, Gombiner concludes, the human practice of delivering animals to the table in the form of food is abhorrent and inexcusable.

Uh… Gombiner’s an idiot, then. Mice have the capacity to share love and gratitude with each other, maybe, but not in a form we’d recognize, because they’re not human. I thought one of your implied theses was that whether or not they share certain traits with us shouldn’t factor into their treatment, no?

Many of the people who denounce the ways in which we treat animals in the course of raising them for human consumption never stop to think about this profound contradiction. Instead, they make impassioned calls for more “humanely” raised meat.

Yeah, fuck that incredible sea change in our thinking. It’s only taken what, centuries of advocacy?

Many people soothe their consciences by purchasing only free-range fowl and eggs, blissfully ignorant that “free range” has very little if any practical significance. Chickens may be labeled free-range even if they’ve never been outside or seen a speck of daylight in their entire lives. And that Thanksgiving turkey? Even if it is raised “free range,” it still lives a life of pain and confinement that ends with the butcher’s knife.

This is a hugely important point. A hugely important point that you do absolutely nothing with. No discussion of the distinction between “free range” and “cage free” (unfortunately, not always that great a distinction), no mention of the certified-humane movement, but three paragraphs about Stuart Littleheim?

How can intelligent people who purport to be deeply concerned with animal welfare and respectful of life turn a blind eye to such practices? And how can people continue to eat meat when they become aware that nearly 53 billion land animals are slaughtered every year for human consumption? The simple answer is that most people just don’t care about the lives or fortunes of animals. If they did care, they would learn as much as possible about the ways in which our society systematically abuses animals, and they would make what is at once a very simple and a very difficult choice: to forswear the consumption of animal products of all kinds.

If people knew the facts, they’d all come to the exact same conclusion as me! Gotta love intellectual sparring partners who remove their own organs and stuff themselves with straw, makes it a lot easier to argue with ‘em.

See, I’d like to know how many of those 53 billion animals got to live reasonably dignified, satisfying lives before the curtain came down, and if/how their experience can be replicated. Because I’m a sophist.

The easy part of this consists in seeing clearly what ethics requires and then just plain doing it. The difficult part: You just haven’t lived until you’ve tried to function as a strict vegan in a meat-crazed society.

What I love most about English is its lack of hard & fast rules, so I’m not saying you can’t play around with conventions a little, but doesn’t the setup “you just haven’t lived until…” kind of demand a payoff more like “...you’ve seen the Mars Volta on shrooms?”

What were once the most straightforward activities become a constant ordeal. You might think that it’s as simple as just removing meat, eggs and dairy products from your diet, but it goes a lot deeper than that.

To be a really strict vegan is to strive to avoid all animal products, and this includes materials like leather, silk and wool, as well as a panoply of cosmetics and medications. The more you dig, the more you learn about products you would never stop to think might contain or involve animal products in their production — like wine and beer (isinglass, a kind of gelatin derived from fish bladders, is often used to “fine,” or purify, these beverages), refined sugar (bone char is sometimes used to bleach it) or Band-Aids (animal products in the adhesive). Just last week I was told that those little comfort strips on most razor blades contain animal fat.

I know Berke Breathed’s pretty hardcore about not letting any ol’ asshole on the internet lift his stuff and I’ll respect his wishes, but damned if the above passage doesn’t cry out for that Bloom County panel with a newly-enlightened Binkley suspended from a tree by a series of ropes and pulleys so he doesn’t step on any bugs.

Anyway, if your intent is to make everyone throw up their hands and go “screw it, let’s go to Burger King,” then you’re doing great.

To go down this road is to stare headlong into an abyss that, to paraphrase Nietzsche, will ultimately stare back at you.

Sure, if by “paraphrase” you mean “butcher.” Seriously, that quote’s quickly gaining on Schroedinger’s Cat in the Motherfuckers Need to Stop Citing Things They Don’t Grok Olympics.

The challenges faced by a vegan don’t end with the nuts and bolts of material existence. You face quite a few social difficulties as well, perhaps the chief one being how one should feel about spending time with people who are not vegans.

Lemme help you out here. Don’t. Just stay home; the cognitive dissonance’ll take care of itself. We’ll find a way to get by without your sparkling conversation and the way you light up a room.

Is it O.K. to eat dinner with people who are eating meat?

Depends on the range of your judgmentalism-rays, I guess. My holier-than-thou blast radius only extends a few feet, so I gotta be right there at the table.

What do you say when a dining companion says, “I’m really a vegetarian — I don’t eat red meat at home.” (I’ve heard it lots of times, always without any prompting from me.)

Well, you could gently explain to them what “vegetarian” actually means. Me, I’d make fun of ‘em outright, but good-natured ribbing is a pretty advanced move, and you’re still at the stage where you can’t abide the company of people who don’t adhere note-by-note to your rigid worldview, so maybe leave that one to the experts.

What do you do when someone starts to grill you (so to speak) about your vegan ethics during dinner? (Wise vegans always defer until food isn’t around.)

Answer their questions if they’re asking in good faith. Tell them to get bent if they’re just trying to hassle you.

This test is easy! You must preside over the blowoff class to end all blowoff classes.

Or when someone starts to lodge accusations to the effect that you consider yourself morally superior to others, or that it is ridiculous to worry so much about animals when there is so much human suffering in the world? (Smile politely and ask them to pass the seitan.)

The former’s a little tricky. I’d say something like “well, yeah, when it comes to this particular issue on which I’ve made a concerted effort to act and consume within certain moral guidelines, I’d like to think I’m ahead of the ethical curve, sure, but it’s not like I’m out there exposing child labor-law violations and teaching homeless people how to ace job interviews, so no, i don’t fancy myself better than everybody else.”

In your case, you’re hampered by the fact that you’ve just published an op-ed in a widely-circulated newspaper about how you’re morally superior to others, so you don’t have as much wiggle room.

As for the latter, I’d just go with dry derision, maybe “right on, and why bother exercising when we’re all gonna die?” But that’s me; The Argument from Hey Why Worry About Bad Things When There are Worse Things is my least favorite logical fallacy, narrowly edging out the Famous Person one.

Let me be candid: By and large, meat-eaters are a self-righteous bunch. The number of vegans I know personally is ... five. And I have been a vegan for almost 15 years, having been a vegetarian for almost 15 before that.

This goes back to what I was saying about the language’s pliability, but isn’t “being candid” generally understood to mean expressing an uncomfortable truth about oneself, not taking a swipe at someone else?

I’m not even sure what the first sentence has to do with the rest of it. You were probably going for something along the lines of Jim Henley’s observation that “in daily life vegetarians and vegans are more sinned against than sinning when it comes to food evangelism” (hey, I’m 2 for 2 at finding a Palin tie-in for posts that don’t have anything to do with Palin), but that’s just a guess. Maybe the connective tissue got cut to make room for those three paragraphs on the Algernon-mit-umlauts bit.

Five. I have lost more friends than this over arguments about animal ethics.

Yeah, well, we’ve established that you suck at friendship, so no surprise there.

One lapidary conclusion to be drawn here is that people take deadly seriously the prerogative to use animals as sources of satisfaction.

I had to look up “lapidary,” and it has something to do with diamond-cutting; I Googled around in an attempt to figure out what exactly you mean with this particular usage but that search just led back to your essay. I’d call bullshit, but given your area of scholarship, that seems superfluous.

Not only for food, but as beasts of burden, as raw materials and as sources of captive entertainment — which is the way animals are used in zoos, circuses and the like.

More data supporting my long-held hypothesis that smart people are morons. See, if you’re of barely-average intelligence like me, it’s pretty goddamn obvious that there’s a world of difference between a zoo that provides sanctuary and Barnum & Bailey’s House of Pain. And honestly, think about a petting zoo—the very definition of captive entertainment. That is a great life for an animal. Can I assume you’re one of those crunchmeisters who just automatically defer to the wisdom of the natural order? Because let’s face facts: Mother Nature is monstrously cruel. I like trolling Wiccans as much as the next guy but I’m 100% in earnest when I say the hell with that Gaia bitch.

These uses of animals are so institutionalized, so normalized, in our society that it is difficult to find the critical distance needed to see them as the horrors that they are: so many forms of subjection, servitude and — in the case of killing animals for human consumption and other purposes — outright murder.

Which is why you’d think it would be a good thing that people have grown increasingly concerned with how animals are treated by our institutions, but I guess not.

People who are ethical vegans believe that differences in intelligence between human and non-human animals have no moral significance whatsoever. The fact that my cat can’t appreciate Schubert’s late symphonies and can’t perform syllogistic logic does not mean that I am entitled to use him as an organic toy, as if I were somehow not only morally superior to him but virtually entitled to treat him as a commodity with minuscule market value.

Cards on the table time. I’ve basically devoted my life to cats (a full life requires one to be a do-gooder in some facet, and I just don’t have the temperament to be a Big Brother or a Meals on Wheels driver; I like the recipients of my charity to keep their mouths shut and my feet warm). My apartment is a tangle of kennels and enclosures so that I can always take in a feral in need, I’ve got a good-to-excellent placement record (I wish I had a better record—feel free to read that as “I wish I didn’t have seven cats”), and I’ve managed to parlay experience as a vet tech into a steady (if perilously low) income doing, essentially, home hospice care for fuzzballs past their prime. Felis silvestris catus is the closest thing I have to a raison d’etre. All that said, I can’t imagine how you’re supposed to treat your cat other than as an organic toy.

What’re you doing, just sitting there respecting his autonomy? Yeah, I’m sure he prefers that to you playing with him. And he might have something to say to Gombiner about that mouse, specifically, “you gonna finish that?”

Speaking of, how can you live your ideals with a pure carnivore in the house? What do you feed him, killing-floor supervisors?

Steiner, you strike me as an animal rights type as opposed to someone interested in animal welfare. The terms are often used interchangeably, but try accusing either type of being the other type; the ensuing shitstorm’ll clear up any confusion. “Animal rights” is nonsense. They don’t have any. Neither do you, frankly, but thanks to thumbs and advances in cerebral cortex technology, you’re the beneficiary of a long history of negotiation.

The animal rights crowd is friggin’ dangerous. Not to society at large, mind you, and certainly not to the real culprits. To animals. Go liberate some lab-rats sometime and see what happens. Long story short, it’s not just because they can’t talk that they won’t thank you for it.

Okay, that’s glib. The real danger is the same as that posed by all purity fetishists; failure to engage in the process by which gains are made. If you give a damn about this issue, we need you in the trenches, man, not off to the side calling us hypocrites for using toiletries.

I mean, if you’re convinced that humans just shouldn’t have dominion over animals, full-stop, I guess that’s defensible, but you could actually do some real, non-abstract creatures a world of good by helping to financially support farmers that treat ‘em well and tear up a little at slaughtering time.

We have been trained by a history of thinking of which we are scarcely aware to view non-human animals as resources we are entitled to employ in whatever ways we see fit in order to satisfy our needs and desires.

Again, I feel like the whole intro about how much more thoughtful we’ve come to be on this subject has some bearing here, but I can’t tell, since reading that sentence is like performing unanesthetized vivisection on my eyes.

Yes, there are animal welfare laws. But these laws have been formulated by, and are enforced by, people who proceed from the proposition that animals are fundamentally inferior to human beings. At best, these laws make living conditions for animals marginally better than they would be otherwise — right up to the point when we send them to the slaughterhouse.

Yeah, I hate it when stuff improves incrementally. I much prefer those overnight transformations that happen all the fucking time, like how blacks had it really bad for a while there but then Lincoln signed that thing and POOF all better.

And about this “inferior” business. Look, I agree that humans aren’t “superior” to other mammals in much the same way that a car isn’t “superior” to a bicycle. But it kind of is, y’know what I mean?

Think about that when you’re picking out your free-range turkey, which has absolutely nothing to be thankful for on Thanksgiving. All it ever had was a short and miserable life, thanks to us intelligent, compassionate humans.

Yeah, fuck you too. And for what it’s worth, if there’s such a thing as heaven, and if animals are allowed in, they’re gonna be a hell of a lot happier to see omnivore Temple Grandin than your morally unsullied ass, homeboy. While you’ve been wringing your hands, those who wouldn’t pass muster at one of your hemp-milk-tasting parties have been out there getting theirs dirty, and getting results. Y’know, the results you explicitly referred to before turning the whole piece into a flagrant attempt to get into Ingrid Newkirk’s pants.*

*This should not be read to imply that it’s necessarily wrong to play a little loose with the facts to snag a PETA babe; when someone’s got a killer body and likes to paint it up with tiger-stripes, you really don’t have any choice but to help her break into a South Street Seaport restaurant and reintroduce the lobster-tank residents to the wild.

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If Steiner really wants to show his commitment to veganism, he should commit suicide and let his holier-than-thou remains be composted, because really, that’s the only way to do it with the correct degree of purity.

So, Professor Shitbrains, riddle me this: if the entire world became as Good as You overnight, as you obviously wish we would, what on earth do you think would happen to farm animals? Do you think farmers would let them run free back to their natural state?

No, Doc Twatwaffle, what happens is that if we all stop eating farm animals, they will all become extinct. Massacred within a few years, because few people keep turkeys around as household pets.

For a guy who weeps big blubbery animal-product-free tears over the fate of God’s Creatures, he sure seems callous at the inevitable Animal Holocaust that universal veganism would necessitate.

Comment by Oblomova on 11/22/09 at 09:24 PM

I think in this case he’s using “lapidary” to mean “concise” (because it was used to describe inscriptions on buildings), and he’s wrong about that, too.

I am steal - er - adopting “Eat a bowl of organic soy-dicks” as my new battle cry.

I bow to you man[n], your radical mocking skills exceed even mine.

Just last week I was told that those little comfort strips on most razor blades contain animal fat.

Do I need to point out how much fun you could have with someone who is that gullible?

Didn’t think so.

existence as “a child of God” and the “holy creature” scuffling about on the floor in front of him.

Dude, a mouse that doesn’t run away when you flip on the lights is rabid.

gil, if only it were possible to tell which animals had gone through Temple Grandin-designed slaughterhouses.

Vegans seem to think that death isn’t inevitable for all living creatures. They should all live into their decrepitude, to painfully trudge their way past the nurses’ station, down urine-scented hallways adorned with guardrails and pastel landscapes.

Meanwhile, let us wear our pleather jackets, the chemicals from the manufacture of which are leaching into the nervous systems of third-world children, and feel righteous.

I’m a vegetarian and a philosopher and I was both bored to death and profoundly annoyed by Steiner, so I was happy to see you do a brutal analysis. But there’s a couple things that are bugging me here.

First:
But hey, what’s the point of a philosophy degree if you can’t minimize the huge utilitarian gains made by people who majored in real subjects?

That’s a dick move. Peter Singer, arguably the best known living philosopher, has had a profound real-world effect through his ideas. As annoying as the vegans can be, it was him sticking his neck out 30 years ago that laid the groundwork for people like Grandin to be sensible to the wider world. You praise the long slog of cultural negotiation but shit on the people who push the issue. Did Michael Pollan just erupt from the ground like a wild chanterelle or did he reevaluate his choices because some vegan called him a hypocrite?

Besides, it’s better to be a philosopher with little effect on the world than an economist specializing in screwing everyone else, IMAO.

Second:
Steiner is absolutely right that meat-eaters can be just as self-righteous as vegans. I’ll admit to being one of the self-righteous varieties in my youth, but you build up a defensive posture when others are constantly taking your very existence as a profound judgement on their life without any prompting or judgement from you. Some people never learn how to drop that posture, others prefer to live that way. I don’t know how I would feel now if I didn’t live in a veggie friendly place.

Oblomova, your position is just as facile as Dr. Shitferbrains. There’s not a vegan on the planet that wouldn’t prefer we kill every single food animal today (which will be done eventually anyway) and not grow anymore tomorrow over the proposition that we should continue growing food animals indefinitely because then we won’t have to kill them now. 63 billion animals is a lot less than infinity animals.

That’s the kind of stump-stupid argumentation that anyone who takes an ethical stance about what they eat is used to hearing. Like, can you eat pussy if you’re a vegetarian?

Preach it, brother mann.

The Argument from Some Famous Person Who Agrees With Me is my second-least favorite logical fallacy.

Your first-least-favorite is presumably the Argument from Some Famous Person who Agrees With Me and Mentions Hitler?  I saw the blurb for this on the NYT webpage, and couldn’t bring myself to click.  I was not man enough to wade into teh stupid.

Loneoak, have you ever heard of an American naturalist named Eustice Conway? There’s a book about him called the Last American Man, which you might find intriguing.

There is the sad fact that humans have grown to be out of balance with nature, but there is also something that Conway has discovered: vegans frequently damage the natural world more by their insistance on unnatural purity then do people who recognise man’s place as an omniverous creature among other creatures. I was vaguely referring to him when I brought up the subject of pleather jackets. Today, I purchased a little piece of faux-jerky, made of seitan, that came in thick plastic packaging, and could have resulted in a glowy feeling of righteousness out of proportion with the consumerist easy impulse buy it was. (It tasted pretty good, btw, and had enough sodium to crystallize my left ventricle).

Certainly, it would be ideal to end feed-lots, and healthier for all concerned to eat far less meat. But have you thought of the real-world effect of asking people to simply eat less meat, as opposed to the effect of organisations that only anger and alienate the general public?

Loneoak, Steiner’s own words:

And how can people continue to eat meat when they become aware that nearly 53 billion land animals are slaughtered every year for human consumption?

So slaughtering them now is okay? If the slaughter of animals is wrong because it is the slaughter of animals, as Steiner clearly argues, then his arguments in favor of veganism are of the “destroy the village in order to save it” variety.

There are a number of good arguments in favor of reducing or eliminating meat consumption. Steiner isn’t making them, and I’ve yet to meet a vegan who actually will come out and acknowledge that if everyone adopted veganism, many species would become endangered or extinct. Is it okay to eliminate farm animals in order to save wild ones? Possibly. But Steiner isn’t talking about that. Not when he says “The simple answer is that most people just don’t care about the lives or fortunes of animals.”

If Steiner and other vegans are perfectly comfortable with slaughtering billions of animals in a one-time holocaust in order to “save” animals of FutureLand, it’s clear that he doesn’t particularly care about the lives or fortunes of those actual animals. But he obviously cares quite a bit about his po widdle damaged vegan fee-fees. Which is really what his article is about at heart, as Gil has so aptly demonstrated.

if we all stop eating farm animals, they will all become extinct.

Which I’d argue would be for the best if the only alternative was factory farming. And yeah, in ninety-something percent of cases, it is, but if guys like Steiner would get off their high horses (sorry for the mammalphor collision) and vote with their wallets, we could get that number down.

Sez the guy who refuses to eat meat no matter how happy the story behind it, because he gets nauseous just thinking about what it would take to reset his system. I try to make up for it with dairy, but even I can only drink so much coffee.

Doc Twatwaffle

Great, now I wanna eat a bowl of Steiner.

Steve, thanks. I’d love to say I figured it was something like that, but I really couldn’t even hazard a guess.

HTP, you’ll note I only go after my own kind with any gusto; you get the edge for being bilingual. Also, bowing’s the worst thing you can do, I hear.

Meanwhile, let us wear our pleather jackets, the chemicals from the manufacture of which are leaching into the nervous systems of third-world children, and feel righteous.

You’re kidding but yeah, that’s pretty much how I approach it. In my defense, if reflective Airwalks aren’t pimp kicks the term has no meaning.

That’s a dick move.

Well, I’d like to point out that anyone who casually dismisses an entire discipline, regardless of their tone, is most likely being a little tongue-in-cheek, but I really do think the field’s a hotbed of tweedy wankery, so fair enough. And for my money, Peter Singer’s like Paul Erlich—I sometimes wonder if he didn’t do more harm than good, but I can’t fault anyone for stepping up to the plate unless there’s a better batter vying for the spot.

Steiner is absolutely right that meat-eaters can be just as self-righteous as vegans

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Yeah, if I wrote with any whaddayacallit, clarity, you’d know I agree. I was saying he went from topic sentence to another subject entirely, leaving me to infer.

Hey, you didn’t major in philosophy, did you? It would just be so perfect to tie this up with something about how when it’s your ox being gored, y’know?

As I said to Loneoak, Gil, if vegans would actually cop to the fact that they are, in fact, advocating eliminating farm animals from the planet, instead of couching their arguments in moralistic huffy “Well, I guess I just care about the animals more than you carnivores!,” I’d have a lot more respect for the arguments.

And I don’t want to eat a twatwaffle, but that’s because I’m a self-loathing brain-washed Rumperroast house slave!

That’s the kind of stump-stupid argumentation that anyone who takes an ethical stance about what they eat is used to hearing.

The problem is that there is no absolutely ethical way to eat. Buy local? Sure. But if going to the farmers’ market requires driving, vs. walking to the local grocery store, there’s an environmental trade-off. Whole Foods? Feh. Where are the ethics there (nonunion employees, for one thing)? Grow your own and live off the grid? Generally not something available to most people, especially urban poor people. And Mrs. Polly already pointed out the problems with vegan extremism on the natural environment.

“Ethical eating” simply doesn’t exist in any pure form for humans, but vegans like Steiner simply can’t cop to that. Like every other human endeavor, eating is a trade-off among a series of imperfect options. Which is why I was only half-joking about suicide and composting as the only perfect option for the absolute purists.

Miss Polly, I’ve heard of Conway, but haven’t read that book. Maybe I will.

Look, I’m not a vegan and I hardly believe in vegetarianism. My dissertation is more or less an argument against moral purity in environmental ethics and bioethics. I choose not to eat meat because I mostly don’t like it and I can’t think of any reason to eat it other than liking it. I think the best argument for eating none or far less meat is the downstream environmental damage caused by meat production. If the costs weren’t so heavily externalized, we simply could not grow so much meat. But that argument does not rule out eating meat as such and I don’t begrudge anyone who makes an effort to be conscientious about their choices. But ya’ll should wo/man up and acknowledge that it was the vegetarians and vegans you have encountered that made it impossible for you to not be conscientious even if you disagree with their final conclusions.

I love me some seitan jerky, except for its insane price. My wife (a lifelong vegetarian) makes excellent seitan. I’ll point out that beef jerky has as much packaging as any seitan jerky—that’s not a problem with veganism, that’s a problem with food production. Also, I don’t wear pleather. I’m sitting here in my favorite wool sweater and just took off my favorite pair of leather hiking boots after walking the (rescued, pit-mix) mutt. So I appreciate your general stance, but the oft-repeated canard that “vegans frequently damage the natural world more by their insistance on unnatural purity then do people who recognise man’s place as an omniverous creature among other creatures” is getting trite. Recognizing one’s place does not make one less damaging. Behaving differently does. Vegans might be entirely backwards philosophically, but they do less damage than the vast, vast majority of meat eaters. Conway might have mostly eaten deer and squirrels, but do you? Do you only eat pasture-raised beef and acorn-raised turkey and roadkill deer? Do you never use toxic plastic to wrap your food nor buy non-natural fabrics? No? Then you cause more environmental damage than vegans. I agree purity is morally vapid and annoying, but it’s better than arguing that veganism is worse than hunter-gathering or Medieval pastoralism so therefore we should all keep eating factory farmed meat. There’s a risk in anti-purity, too.

Oblomova, your argument still fails. It is not the vegans’ fault that 53 billion food animals exist now so it would hardly be their fault if 53 billion animals died. Meat eating kills infinity animals. Veganism kills 53 billion animals. If you oppose killing animals, then you prefer to see 53 billion animals die rather than infinity animals die. Your argument that they couldn’t possibly care about the well being of animals that would die because of their philosophy is ridiculous because those animals will die regardless of any philosophy we are discussing and there is nothing anyone can do about it. The stakes are whether we continue to grow animals for food, not whether animals alive now will die. You are not offering a counterargument to veganism here, or at least any form of veganism I have ever encountered. You’re arguing against a straw-vegan.

Please play nice in here folks. I’m only just recovering from having Freepers rifle through my sock drawer for mocking their modern-day Queen Esther.

“Ethical eating” simply doesn’t exist in any pure form for humans,

I think you’re mistaking ethics for fundamentalism. ‘Ethical eating’ does not mean ‘eating without harming anything or anyone’ because ‘ethics’ does not mean ‘never harming anyone.’ Most of the time ethics is the art of balancing or justifying harms. We agree that there is no ‘pure’ form of ethical eating for humans, but no one claims that there is in the first place so who are you arguing with?

Steiner is certainly in good company among philosophers here in the West as regards veganism and the rights / suffering of animals, and I frankly (ha, ha, franks) will make no attempt to try to out Bentham him. But it’s important to remember that the secular ethics behind his decision are hardly the only way to approach human-animal interaction, and the thousands of non-Western cultures around the world who base their subsistence off of the produce (and often meat) of animals would certainly take issue with the notion that their eating practices are cruel and disrespectful. This is, of course, a culturally relativistic assertion, and I am not making the morally relativistic claim that simply because many people do it, it’s just fine and dandy. For my own part, I find the way that factory farming makes animals yet another object of capital, commodities devoid of relationships, really damn unnerving. But the underpinnings of any way of life that seek to render thoroughly separate human culture and nature seem to me to be even more artificial and problematic. In short, veganism strikes me as ethnocentrism par excellence.

You’re not reading Steiner closely enough, Loneoak. His arguments are that killing animals constitutes cruelty, no matter the circumstances. I didn’t say it would be the fault of vegans, but it would in fact be the consequence of the world adopting their preferred diet, and I haven’t heard anyone (including you, btw) form a coherent argument for why that kind of mass extinction somehow doesn’t constitute killing animals. Dead fucking animals in the short term would inarguably be the result of universal veganism, which is what Steiner is adamantly against, at least as his admiring quoting of Gombiner’s meditations on the mouse who “possesses the same dignity that any conscious being possesses.” That dignity can apparently be ignored in order to destroy entire species of domestic animals.

So I’m afraid it’s not a strawman. It’s an uncomfortable position that people who proclaim themselves “strict ethical vegans” (which, like unicorns, don’t exist in reality) get themselves into when they argue that killing animals is always and forever wrong and cruel.

You seem to be under the impression that I am arguing “against veganism,” which is hardly the case. I am arguing against vegans who fail to acknowledge that not eating meat somehow would make the lives of specific actual animals, like the free-range Turkey in the Strawman Steiner cites, better. The animals die, regardless. If Steiner had the balls to say “Let’s kill billions of farm animals now and eliminate these breeds from the planet now, rather than continue to kill them over time,” great. But he lacks the testicularity to say that, preferring to assume the wounded-only-honest-man cloak.

If you want to argue from the perspective of how factory farms damage the environment, you’ll get no counterargument from me. But if vegans like Steiner continue to use the bullshit “animal rights” meme to prop up their dietary choices, they are going to have to man up and say “Yeah, it’s not so much KILLING animals, per se, that bothers me, because I’m totally down with eliminating farm animals from the planet.” (Of course, some PETA members also oppose pet ownership, but that’s another subject.)

I didn’t say it would be the fault of vegans, but it would in fact be the consequence of the world adopting their preferred diet, and I haven’t heard anyone (including you, btw) form a coherent argument for why that kind of mass extinction somehow doesn’t constitute killing animals.

You won’t see me offer a coherent argument about this because it is a non-problem. If both veganism and meat eating cause all 53 billion extant animals to die tomorrow, then there is a functional equivalent between the two until tomorrow. What happens next is the question. Furthermore, there is no form of meat-eating or veganism that causes specific extant animals to have a better life, because all the animals that get eaten are dead and all the animals that never exist can’t die.

I don’t think all relationships of use are exploitation and I don’t think it’s always wrong to kill animals. I also think that there are many valuable ways of life that should be maintained, like shepherding or pastured dairy, that are dependent upon use and killing of animals. What I hate about eating factory meat is the disengagement from one’s world it demands, and I see echoes of that in veganism that demands us to deny the goodness in human-animal relationships. So I’ve had plenty of arguments with vegans exactly about the question of what they think should happen to all the animals we have around. Every single one of them acknowledges exactly what you say they won’t acknowledge: there should be a mass extinction of farm animals and the world would be better off without them.

I think that’s a terrible position to take, but I just get sick of subpar arguments against veganism.

Oy vey, this comment thread makes my head hurt. As a longtime vegetarian, the only thing I hate more than evangelizing vegetarians/vegans are the meat-eaters who feel that my dietary choices are a reflection on their morality and go on long-winded diatribes about how my decision not to eat meat is an attack on them.

To all of the self-righteous windbags of all persuasions, I say please just eat your filet mignon/nut cutlet and shut the fuck up.

Heh. Nut cutlet.

To all of the self-righteous windbags of all persuasions, I say please just eat your filet mignon/nut cutlet and shut the fuck up.

Tee hee.

I guess that’s pretty much where I land. Both embarrassed and glad I’m not a vegan/vegetarian.

And, ummmmm, fuck Ted Nugent.

I don’t think all relationships of use are exploitation and I don’t think it’s always wrong to kill animals.

This, obviously, is what sets you apart from Steiner.

So I’ve had plenty of arguments with vegans exactly about the question of what they think should happen to all the animals we have around. Every single one of them acknowledges exactly what you say they won’t acknowledge: there should be a mass extinction of farm animals and the world would be better off without them.

But Steiner doesn’t acknowledge that situation here, preferring instead to ride the high horse and wax poetic about the souls of mice (“mammalphor confusion”—love it, Gil!) and neither do most official vegan publications/sites that I’ve visited, though I’m sure I’ve missed a few so maybe it’s out there.

Not that anecdotal evidence is worth a lot but when I’ve raised this question with vegans who are being evangelical on the topic without my asking for their advice in the first place (admittedly, something that gets my hackles up), I’ve not ONCE had one say “Yeah, well, inevitably, if everyone ate the way I do, a lot of animals would die in a hurry, and that sucks if you think they are sentient creatures who deserve to live.”

I’m not even saying that killing most factory-farmed animals would be a bad thing—but if one is a hardcore “animals are sentient beings and killing them is always wrong,” it’s just odd that the slippery slope between “meat is murder” and “Oh well, better to kill them off quickly for the sake of the planet” is finessed with so few stops along the way—or absent official acknowledgment about what will likely happen to the sentient farm creatures. Stops like the free-range turkey Steiner sneers at, for instance.

And I suggest we move on to something less controversial—perhaps how childfree-by-choice folks like me are morally superior to those selfish planet-destroying breeders! ;)

(Do I need more fucking emoticons to make it clear that that’s a joke?)

I don’t think all relationships of use are exploitation and I don’t think it’s always wrong to kill animals. I also think that there are many valuable ways of life that should be maintained, like shepherding or pastured dairy, that are dependent upon use and killing of animals. What I hate about eating factory meat is the disengagement from one’s world it demands, and I see echoes of that in veganism that demands us to deny the goodness in human-animal relationships.

If I were more interested in getting thoughts across than slagging granolas, this is basically what I would’ve said. I grew up on farms in New Hampshire, where the cows and pigs and birds were essentially pets that you eat after a while, and it’s a relationship I’m eminently comfortable with. To my mind, veganism and Big Agra are both the opposite of that, not each other.

I try to give credit for hearts being in the right place, but guys like Steiner really are an impediment to my chosen cause. Whine about moral relativism all ya want, but things are relative, and tossing out a line about wool production as though it’s comparable to the hideousness of fur just derails the whole thing and sends everyone back to their corners. It’s like trying to have an honest discussion about the misogyny and abusive practices of the porn industry with someone who thinks it’s just plain wrong to watch people fuck.

But enough about Thanksgiving dinners with my family.

Gil, I didn’t know your dad was Ron Jeremy!

When people living on a vegan diet can do anything about this, let me know.  Until then, STFU about “cruelty to animals.”

Comment by karen marie on 11/23/09 at 10:33 AM

Stops like the free-range turkey Steiner sneers at, for instance.

I really should’ve hit that harder, the thing about “free range” being a marketing ploy. It is, of course, but it’s piggybacking on legitimate humane-treatment gains, and by glossing over that Steiner goes from fuzzy-headed to disingenuous.

And I suggest we move on to something less controversial

Okay, I’ll take the “begins at conception” side. Go!

@karen marie—I’d be inclined to file that under “tangentially-related atrocities that, while horrible, don’t really feed into the discussion at hand.” And to be fair, I’d wager that hardcore vegans are less culpable than most when it comes to filling our oceans with nondegradable crap.

See, this is why I focus on animal welfare and not the more macro environmental concerns—my puny mind can sort of grasp the former, and I can count each mildly-improved life as a win. You’ll know I’ve graduated to big-picture considerations when you see me swinging from a lamppost.

Yeah, I think it’s easy to agree that there is an awful lot of grifter-dom in the marketing claims for “free range” or “organic” or whatnot. I also don’t see what plastic pollution has to do with veganism—as Loneoak pointed out to Mrs. Polly, there’s an awful lot of extraneous packaging with everything, not just animal products or seitan snacks.

So—fewer plastics, more truth in advertising! And a sparkle pony. Definitely the pony.

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