It would
be possible to eat meat if it were justified by any serious considerations. But it isn't; and meat eating is simply a bad thing
that exists without any justification at all.
What nature of
struggle for existence or kind of madness forces you to shed blood with your
hands in order to eat animals? Why do this, if you have all the comforts of
life?
— Plutarch
If it were not so blindly accepted as a part
of our customs and traditions, how could any sensitive person accept the
thought that in order to feed ourselves we should kill such a huge number
of animals, in spite of the fact that our earth gives us so many different
treasures from plants?
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