NOTHING BUT CHICKEN
“Animals are my friends, and I don’t eat my friends.” George Bernard Shaw T he definition of ‘Integrity’, I leant many years ago, went like this: “When you do what you know.” As per this definition, one of the areas of lack-of-integrity in my life is the fact, that I still eat animals. Well, if that sounds crude, let me put it in a more acceptable way: I have been a non-vegetarian all my life. Paul McCartney’s famous words come to my mind: “If slaughterhouses had glass walls, everyone would be vegetarian.” I don’t think, my favourite ‘Beatles’ had seen any slaughterhouse with a glass wall. By all probability, somewhere along his adulthood, his inner walls must’ve seen how innocent animals were slaughtered to satisfy his fellow-human’s tastebuds! I have not seen a slaughterhouse with glass walls, either. But, my inner walls have not registered what Paul’s had. I and my fellow animal-eaters are perfectly selective in what our eyes wish to see! So, ...