This has been my feeling for some time now and lately it’s been worse. Whenever I dig into a piece of meat I envision the poor animal that died so that I can eat…at times I even hear their cries.
From ever since at Christmas time I couldn’t eat the curried goat if he was alive the yard and was killed in earshot….His bleating cries sounded like he was begging for his life and I have tried to release said goat before ( my husband has warned “if you try that sh*t, I will divorce you and my family will kill you ” lol) and even if I am seasoning meat it has to be ICE cold….that way it doesn’t feel like flesh.
But that’s what it is…flesh, a carcass…something that is…well…dead and more and more I chew and swallow it because that is what society says I’m to do. I have been known however to defy society and how I’ve been socialised ( my hair has been a prime example) so for lent, ie starting tomorrow, I will drop meat from my diet…well most meat lol…I’m gonna keep fish for a while.
I know this question is gonna come worse with my weight training but hey,…There is plant based protein, plus I’ll make my smoothies. I’ve tried this route before and IT DID NOT WORK! I felt so weak and my iron level plummeted….BUT…I did the research and this time I’m prepared.
What drove me over the edge….The straw that broke the camel’s back? Watching Entertainment Report and seeing that people are now eating EVERYTHING from the pig…intestines. ..ears…everything…even using the blood to make cakes, wedding cakes *insert retching here*
Looks scrumptious huh? Well I can tell you if the fruit cake not coming from mommy’s house…I don’t want it. Thanks ER…you’ve driven me DEEP into the vegetable garden….I don’t even want pastries again. The lady literally said “the only thing we don’t eat is the grunt” YUCK! A pig is such a gross animal anyway (no offense to my pork lovers…but have the entrails and the BLOOD! To me that’s borderline barbaric.
I’m not asking the world to agree with me, but just be respectful….stop scrunching up your face looking in my plate, shaker cup or whatever I’m having and exclaim “Lawd…A wha dat you a eat!?” Or “dat can full your belly? *kissteeth*” because I don’t look in your plate and say “Lawd! You a johncrow?” Or “you nuh fraid you buss?” Or “you can nyam eeh? Ow you so craven…no wonder you belly bang so…”
I respect your choices…so respect mine. Jamaican people just chat too much and feel they have to comment on everything that don’t concern them.
So till we link again walk good . .. and eat even better!