An annual event in Spain designed to draw attention to the thing that is Bullflighting. Its organised by PETA and whilst flicking through the site I found myself going through these bio's of various scantily clad runners all of whom were vegan. All of who were saying stuff about how they like compassionate people and don't hurt animals and all that stuff. Their obvious position is one of, if you are a meat eater then it follows that you must be a discompassionate brute with no sense of care or feeling to your fellow earth sharing creatures.

The point of using sex to push a message aside ( as clever as it is).Did get me thinking to a point of hang on, do I really need to eat meat? Do I ever even stop to think of the food product in between two buns or the chop sitting on my plate with a bit of mustard on, or the rasher of bacon nestled between two slices of mothers pride as the living breathing animal it once was - short answer no! Of course I don't, never have either, why would I even.

For reasons related to what Im about to explore there's this huge disconnect between how it ends up and how it starts out. Ive sat here and asked myself are we carnivores just some group of nasty so and so's who couldn't really give a stuff, or is it just a condtioning thing even brought about by a combination of some traditional marketing onslaught and meat feeding parents.

But then really are we not true carnivores? Isn't that why we have incisors? Look at the mouth of any omnivore then look at its teeth. An omnivores teeth are designed to chew and crush vegetation. Now look at the mouth of a cat or a dog, look at the sharpies, I might be wrong , but I'm pretty sure that they dont have any omnivrous type teeth. We humans on the otherhand happen to house a combination of both kinds of teeth. Is this nature saying to us that we should eat a diet consiting of both, or is it nature saying that we have a choice in the matter, and if we choose to eat meat because it happens to be so in deeply ingrained within our culture and society, then is it really such a terrible thing, and more to the point, should vegans and veggies be adopting some moral point of superiority over us? I think not, but I accept their right to choose too.

I knew veggies in school when I was a kid. They were invariably middle class kids whose parents lived in Hampstead and Highgate who were of hippy lineage and burnt josh sticks and wore colourful looking kaftans with plaited hair and bad smelling anti deodorants. Those negatives aside, they looked ok on their diets of grass and lentils. Hardly malnourished or looking like they were in need of a big pie or anything. Yeah generally, the ones I encountered and have since even, have been peace loving , nice people. Which kinda got me thinking about why can't we all be like them, not in any dress scruffy, smelly house, weirded out philosophical sense no, what I'm getting at is why can't us carnivores look at things the way they seem to do and feel that same level of repulsion. Are we in some way brutal? Why is it we can stroke our pussies and pet our dogs and love our fluffy rabbits, yet not bat an eyelid at the thought of some fluffly little lamb or some doeful looking calf being popped into the oven with some roast spuds?

Genuinely puzzled and um, off to book me a ticket to check it out 1st hand :D