Monday, December 06, 2010
Death Of A Vegetarian...
And I'm not talking about the deer either.
That's my nephew above with an animal he recently offed, for sport, with a rifle.
If only I had the video footage from about six months ago...
We were out at the family summer house when the 15 year old chauvinistically declared to me, my first wife (his aunt), and his grandmother that he was now a *vegetarian*.
We couldn't even bring ourselves to react. I mean he's a typical teenager who sleeps until 2pm and doesn't exactly fetch water or in any way contribute to the family. So how exactly was he going to execute his new eating plans? He either has to eat what's put in front of him, what's found in the refrigerator, or starve.
Several hours went by, or perhaps it was the next day still at the summer house....and I don't know what precipitated it, but from afar I heard my nephew exclaim, "FINE, I'LL JUST EAT MEAT!"
We all got a nice chuckle out of this upstart moral crusader's endurance.
And now not only is he out there murdering deer, I believe that hunting weekend he also nibbled on a black bear's heart (that someone else shot).
Not for anything, but there were plenty of fruits, veggies, and non-meat items the kid could have eaten back at the summer house.
Of course, he would have had to get up off his duff and prepare them for himself if he wanted to stick to his diet.