Eating Animals by Jonathon Safran Foer
Nom nom nom. I eat animals, but…maybe going vegetarian won’t be so bad.
Actually, I’ve tried to go vegetarian hundreds of times, but then I’ll forget and eat meat, all of a sudden realizing, “Crap, I forgot”. Oh, what a forgetful mind I have.
Anyway, to the reading we go:
My book had an interesting green cover. I liked it.
Ok, focus. This was a great book. Cleverly written and I was engaged the entire 2oo-some pages. But since this is not a textbook, but a novel, I guess I’ll talk about some of the things Jon says, and relate them to my life.
In the beginning, Jon talks about when he first realized he was eating an animal. I don’t remember when I first realized I was eating animals. But I do remember seeing first hand where my food comes from.
It was in 1999, when I was in the 5th grade. I was visiting my dad for the weekend, and him and his next door neighbor were hosting the block pig roast. I’m not a huge beef or pork eater, but I didn’t mind it once in a while. So here I was, walking by a large hot steaming and good-smelling metal thing. It turns out, a full-grown pig was in there. To sum it all up, I saw the pig before it was cooked, and after it was cooked. My dad served me a plate of pork that he cut off of the thighs of Wilbur. I couldn’t believe it. This is what I put in my mouth? I knew that this stuff came from animals, but I never got to see first-hand…I was disgusted and couldn’t eat it. I was vegetarian for a whole week. To this day, I can’t eat an animal or once living thing, when I see with my own eyes where it came from, including sea food. In other words, if my food still has it’s eyes, NO THANK YOU!
Jon talks about how he hated animals for many years, then one day he did. Wow. I wish I can go from eating meat, to vegetarian in just one day. Except, if I went vegetarian, it would be for health, not because I’m a weirdo who says it’s because everything should be treated equal. Although kosher sounds like something I’d do. I certainly don’t support the treatment of many of theses animals before they are cut up into pieces, but I need my meat. It’s how we get to the top of the food chain.
Ah, yes, the controversial eating-of-the-dog. My mother is Korean, and I’ve tried to bring up the topic of dog-eating in Korea, but she just mumbles to me in Korean and shoos me away. What is so wrong about eating a dog? Is not a dog the same thing as eating other animals? Ah, perhaps it is because we’ve domesticated the canines so much that they’ve become a part of the family and we give them names. Therefore, eating a dog would be eating a member of the family. So then, eating fish is wrong too, because many people have fish as pets. “Psh, no way Bobby, eating fish is different” you tell me. Mm, not quite. To me, an animal is an animal. I love dogs (AS PETS!) and would never eat one, only because I too, am used to seeing them in households. But I would not refuse to eat it because it is immoral, because it isn’t. PETA, I don’t like you.
Ok, I’m about to rant here. I get very upset when people get upset at Koreans and other cultures for consuming dog. Dogs as pets are of course popular in all parts of the world. Look at the Hindus in India. The cow is revered as a holy animal, therefore they freely roam all over and killing/eating one is prohibited. But we eat cows everyday in the United States. So in India, they think of us as disgusting because we are eating what they consider a holy being. Shame on the U.S for eating beef right? And shame on the Koreans for eating dog, shame on the French for eating cat brains, shame on the Chinese for eating snakes, shame on the Pakistanis for eating sheep’s head, and blah blah blah blah. No, there is nothing shameful in something you eat. Except if it is another human.
The next part of his book talks about the definitions of words. I like his definitions. Merriam Webster should put them in their books. Then the page with the rectangle comes up. Yikes. That’s all the room they get? AND free-range? Then what the hell is the point of free-range chicken if they are still in cages? I’m telling you, kosher is the way to go.
The beginning of the Hiding’Seeking chapter was tough to read because of the contents. When we eat food, we hardly think of where it came from, or the source of it. We definitely don’t think of the slaughter houses, or the jam-packed chicken coups where we get our over-stuffed to death chicken meat. I still am a meat-eater, but reading things like this makes me feel bad. If I had a choice of eating an over-fed chicken injected with hormones and killed or eating an actual free-roam chicken that was fed naturally, and head cut off, I’d eat the free-roam. I would at least know that there was no mistreatment.
I may eat meat, and I may not like PETA, but I don’t like beating anything to death only for consumption later. Even a fly, I would never kill. I’m not one of those crazy people, but the fly is just living it’s short life, doing what it can to survive.
Then comes Thanksgiving. And hey! It’s coming up in a few weeks! I don’t like turkey, at all, but I can’t wait to have some sweet maple ham, and all the rest of the food that comes with that wonderful day.
And to answer his question about turkey and Thanksgiving,…WHO CARES? It’s just a tradition like he said. Tofurky? No thanks. Well, I mean, I don’t eat turkey anyway, but I understand the dilemma it would cause for turkey-lovers if turkey were no longer the main course served.
Thanks to this guy, my next few meals will not be so enjoyable. Perhaps reading this book is a push for me to go vegetarian. But like I said, it’s for health. I’m not saying that eating meat is bad for you, but just the way we prepare it. All the grease…
I think every meat-eater who doesn’t care about their food should read this.