I came to vegetarianism instictively. When I was a child I picked at my hamberger and never really liked to drink milk. When I was older with my own pet dog, I began seeing the connection even more strongly. I could not understand how we can adore our pets, but slaughter a lamb or a pig. And just asthetically, I never got used to the idea of eating dead animals. I figure humans are like buzzards in that way, scavengers. No one seems to like buzzards; there is a natural aversion away from this kind of creature. But people don't seem to understand that we humans are doing the same thing they do by eating animals killed by others. Most meat that people eat has been sitting around dead for weeks. Not that it makes any difference to me how long--I wouldn't eat it anyway, of course.
I do remember a special moment that put everything together for me. I was up quite late one night, studying when I was in college. I needed a break and turned on the cable access channel, which I don't watch that often. A program about all the miriad ways that humans cause pain and suffering to animals was showing. It made me think. I have not had any animal foods since.
I am a bookkeeper for small Manhattan firm. I take a commuter train which does not bother me at all. The commut allows me to get a lot of reading in that I am sure I never would do otherwise. I don't have a computer at home but do at work. The system there, I have heard, is an old one. I'm anxious to soon get my own compter to find out what everyone is talking about. Having this page is my first little sojourn into the cyberworld. I like that name, cyberpeas. I love peas; they're one of my favorite foods. You could say, I give peas a chance--more than just a chance!
