To Serve Man

The UN Universal Declaration of Human Rights is a laudable mission statement signed in 1948. It’s a worthy list of inalienable rights. Unfortunately they are self-ordained by a single self-admiring specie for a self-admiring specie.  There were two billion humans alive in 1948, there were 7.6 billion by 2018. At least 70 billion animals who do not qualify for human rights will become “what’s for dinner” and other consumer products by this time next year.

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Universal rights? No. Membership is limited to just one specie.

Inalienable rights? No. I can violate them each and every day, with or without impunity. At a supermarket for example.

Can you name any species as selfish, self-serving, arrogant and violent? Humans excel at both inter- and intra- species exploitation. They are toolmakers who waste no time weaponizing every clever invention they devise into a long list of engineering marvels — to serve man. Damon Knight’s story is also set at the UN and is also a curious take on human rights.

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Humans domesticate every creature on this planet: inter- and intra- as well. They are toolmakers who can transmit their will at the speed of light, who recreate by watching blood sports and who domesticate their domestic realms with domestic violence. Do I hint at patriarchy here? Yes, it’s by design and by inheritance. How many matriarchal societies can you inscribe on the head of a pin?

Look at the Elephant in the Room as it looks back at you. The eyes have it.

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Built-in optical systems for locating sustenance and for detecting danger are not trivial physical characteristics. Eyes are something that homo sapiens have in common with other sentient beings who developed them during the Cambrian — about half a billion years ago.

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Creatures with eyes possess an astonishingly complex central nervous system that channels cognition to intention. Sentient creatures share a long list of extraordinarily similar organs, systems that pump lifeblood from the heart to each organ and back again — sentient beings possess extraordinarily similar oxygen-breathing mechanisms and waste elimination processes. Glance at the corresponding organs found in pig and in man.

If this all sounds a bit like a rant, initiating a discomfiting mood, I provide the following bit of reading material that contains much more “conventional wisdom” on the state of bacon in contemporary American thought on comfort food:

Where bacon comes from on a pig

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Here is where I found the Dan Piraro (fellow vegan) cartoons. You may also wish to visit Dan’s website, Bizarro dot com

Thanks for reading.

Election Seasoned: Warmed Over Leftovers

Trump and Clinton to Planet: Drop Dead.

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Intergenerational theft is as real as it is ignored by the thieves busily eviscerating the planet, busily enjoying what they had coming to them, what they deserve. Too late to change, too set in their ways. Small voice: climate change is an existential threat that leads to an extinction event. It began with the age of carbon. Carbon aging.

Joining with vegans is the absolute least that boomers owe every sentient being on Earth. Animals with eyes have complex nervous systems. Identify with them, you are no better than they. Billions of hamburgers already served. Thank you for your patronage.

The unthinkable revealed: the food chain exploits with abandon. More dollars in your bank account means more abandon. Eat, drink and… The food chain chains slaves, and they are worn each year by Jacob Marley. Break the chain before Christmas Eve. Free all slaves and free yourself by doing so.

But. Everyone has a big but. Tell me about your big but. B12, top of the pyramid (scheme), omnivore by design, Norman Rockwell, ordained tradition, the way it is. I crave, therefore I am. Add your own in the space provided.

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But if you vegans would kindly shut up and sit down, love it or leave it and may the door slam your butt, you sickly self-righteous bastards. You are butting in but good. The devil take you.

In a German youth hostel in 1972 I met a fellow USA passport holder, he was about twenty years old, as was I. He said that it was already too late in his life to change his ways, that he just needed to have all he could consume. His suggestion — indoctrinate the “youth” to become Earth friendlier, he was too old, too set in his ways.

11:59 and all is…

 

 

 

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