Nowadays, nutrition has become a concern for a large number of people. It was in Soviet times that everyone ate almost the same list of products, delicacies appeared on the tables only on holidays, and no one knew what avocado, chia seeds and granola were. Yes, there were ardent vegetarians in those days, but their eating habits were considered eccentricity, not otherwise. Today, there are more and more people who refuse meat, and it seems that there is also agitation on their part.
Once sitting in the steam room after an intense workout and swimming in the pool, my sports colleague and I struck up an interesting conversation. Well, yes, what else to talk about in the sauna of a sports club, if not about food? Of course, the subject of discussion was the issue of vegetarianism, meat and everything connected with it all. I must say that neither she nor I are windbag, since both of them have years of rejection of meat products.
There was a rather long period in my life, about 5 years, when I almost did not eat meat. Well, I could eat a bite a couple of times a year. I ate fish, eggs, a lot of vegetables. At that moment it seemed that it was right, the unfortunate animals do not suffer for my dinner and so on. Although she was in no hurry to refuse leather shoes, bags, sheepskin coats and other products of animal origin.
Then there was a move to the far north, where six months later, lard, liver and everything that had not been there for so long was on my table. There were two options: either tons of bread or a piece of meat. Intuitively, the body chose the latter, as on the first my weight was rapidly gaining momentum. Believe me, it is unrealistic to survive the polar night without a piece of bacon. If someone says otherwise - he is lying, he probably eats on the sly under the pillow. And even spreading it with horseradish.
More than one year has passed since then, the climate changed to a more favorable one, and the meat nevertheless remained in my diet. Who cares, you ask? It would be nothing if it were not for the notorious social networks, where almost every account reminds that you are a beast killer, corpse eater and, in general, an "unclean" creature. At the same time, which is strange in theory, meat lovers do not squeal at every step that they eat according to the law of nature, calling lovers of rucola and sprouted grain ruminants.
And so my sauna colleague and I recall in unison our vegetarian times (and she, admittedly, she also jumped from pure vegetarianism and allows herself animal food, including meat), stating: yes, we also tried to clothe in our "faith" all those who wish and resist! We also tried to prove that meat is poison, universal evil, food is heavy, a corpse charged with the fear of an animal and its decaying negative energy, and further down the list, it is even worse there.
And now we are sitting, contented and relaxed, and it does not matter, neither to her, nor to me, what kind of food someone puts into his mouth and why. Because this is a personal, no, I insist - intimate - a matter of every adult! It's like the numbers on the scales, the regularity of the stool, or the frequency of intimate contact per week. Either a doctor or a lawyer, as a last resort, of course.
Every morning on Instagram, streams of vegetarian campaigning pour in on me. Unsubscribe, you say. I agree, but I like different points of view, I like to learn something interesting, and the search for information for new material has not been canceled, and many blogs publish very interesting gluten-free recipes, for example.
However, when each post begins with a statement that the author has cleared something, but horror still emanates from you, bad breath and hated meat has been wandering and rotting in your intestines for almost a week - then any motives can give weakness. And often this is served with an undisguised degree of aggression towards meat lovers. And in theory, everything should be the other way around. Maybe vegetarians should check the level of vitamins that are responsible for the stability of the nervous system more often?
Personally, I don't care about your stomach, why do you care so much about mine? Why is it necessary to fanatically convert each and every one to their own cult of granola, sprouted buckwheat, chia seeds and newfangled sweeteners? I, if I want, will come to this myself. And so sometimes it seems that adherents of vegetarianism all day long and think about how to eat so properly. All thoughts about the diet and cleanliness of the intestines. The latter, of course, is important, but everyone's intestines are his own business.
And for some reason, caring for unfortunate animals ends with only a piece of meat. All such cleaned girls are pretty often in the photo in expensive shoes, with branded bags and often in natural fur coats. So much for your concern for our smaller brothers. Strange, as for me.