Just call me the Lorax, I suppose. But someone has to do it, and with the exception of a few hippie tree-huggers…well, not even. They will eschew meat, but they ravage the lettuce fields and soybean vines, devouring those helpless plants in their wake.
So I guess there is only me.
All those organizations. All out for saving the whales. Save the seals. Save the spotted owl. But what about the plants?
Oh sure, there are things like Greenpeace, that hold rallies around the Redwood trees and the rainforests, but after a day of rallying and protesting, they go home to eat tofu and salads.
Hypocrites!
Eating the things that they vilify corporations for. At least the corporations don't pretend to be friends of nature. They make no pretense of what they are doing.
Heartless mongrels!
They coo and sigh over the sad cuteness of calves and chicks ready to be made into veal parmesan and chicken cutlets, but no one ever looks adoringly at a head of cabbage, soon to be made into coleslaw. This kind of double standards must be stopped! Who says that a life of a carrot is any less valuable then the life of a pig? Just because we are unable to hear the cries of a radish, does not make its pain, any less real!
Besides the daily slaughter of millions of vegetables, to be carelessly tossed and overcooked, there is also the unabashed abuse and genocide of plants, worldwide.
Oh no? You don't believe in plant abuse? Then take a look around the office. See all the yellow-green foliage that abound in old moldy wet pots, too small for deep roots. The nutrient dry soil. The stagnant water the pots sit in. If any child or household pet were treated in such a way, the government agencies would step in immediately to rescue these poor souls. However, the voiceless cries of these plants will never be heard. They can only futilely reach toward the windows in vain hope that they can reach freedom.
Then there is the annual mass genocide of evergreens during the holiday season. As if the daily abuses heaped on the world's vegetation wasn't enough - the mass murders of the evergreen trees, all in the name of X-mas. Shameful!
These trees have done nothing, except to purify the air, all year long. Providing the air with the fresh sparkling scent of pine. The strong, supple branches, provides a home for birds, and squirrels. Then when the air gets nippy, and the holiday season draws near, legions of murders set out into the quiet and cool pine forests, killing these young trees in the prime of their youth. Dragging their dying carcasses to a corner lot, and sell these trees to passersby.
$25! No, no, a discount for you, ma'am, only $15. Do you have one for $10?
Not even the meanest whore on the street would be so shabbily used.
Once bought, these corpses of once viral and proud trees are dressed up like a tacky strumpet. With tinsel and cheap lights. Bright and clashing ornaments hand from the branches. And slowly, they decay, shedding the needles that once provided food and home to hosts of forest creatures. And still, these happy "wholesome" families, piling gaudy presents underneath the desiccating branches. Oh sing thy Yuletide carols, for death, death is in thine home and hearth! Sing and rejoice while you can, for such squandering of nature's bounty will only bring despair!
Why protect the animals? They have claws and fangs to defend themselves! But the plants! Oh the voiceless plants…they are the ones that need our protection.
Before you take another bite of that broccoli or salad, look at it. Think if it living, growing, happily lying in the sun, soaking up the rain, cleaning the air, and providing oxygen for us to breathe. Think about all that it has contributed to us. All that it has done.
Don't let any more of this mindless killings go on!
Send that salad back to the kitchen and order a biggest, juiciest, rarest steak on the menu! Send back the baked potato, so that another may live, and have a double helping of the pork cutlet!
Save the trees! But save the cabbages, carrots, peas and corn as well!
You owe it to yourself and for the betterment of the world as we know it.