Back in another lifetime, when I was in medical school, the country was awash with the dawn of a new age. There were all kinds of ideas afloat, political, social, and cultural. One of the big ideas, which really wasn’t new, was vegetarianism.
There were various versions of this phenomenon, and one of the things I took an immediate dislike to was that it was a sort of puritanical cult. The vegetarians didn’t miss a chance to tell you all about the evils of meat, poultry, and seafood, all the while looking somewhat akin to war camp survivors.
This hasn’t changed much over the years. Recently, a friend took me to a restaurant, where they served both sides of the fence, and we sampled a number of meat and non-meat dishes, that were all quite good. While we were there, we witnessed what I think was a fairly common comical situation.
A vegetarian was raking the waiter over the coals about the most infinitesimal details of the preparation and cooking processes. As far as I’m concerned, anybody who has this many concerns about how the food is being handled should stay at home. Or, as my friend put it quite succinctly, “They should be force fed with lard!”
The waiter was extremely patient, and he answered every question with a smile, but you could tell she was getting on his last nerve. Finally, she asked to speak to the chef. This was in the middle of lunch, which would be like asking to talk to a surgeon in the middle of an operation.
A minute or two later, the chef arrived table side, and she started with him. He answered quite a few questions, and then told her he had to get back to work. She then asked for the manager, who turned out to be a quite stunning looking woman.
She listened, answered a few questions, and then said, “Are you ready to place your order now?”
The woman said she has a few more questions. The manager then reached onto the table and started clearing it. Off went the china, glassware, and silverware. She looked at the woman and said, “We have spent well over thirty minutes, answering all of your questions, and now, it’s time for you to take your act on the road. Good day!”
The vegetarian left in a huff, but the manager got quite a number of “Bravo’s” from the other patrons.
When leaving, my friend asked the manager if the incident was a common occurrence. She smiled and said it happened a couple of times a week, and usually ended in the same scenario. “They’re Puritans, and this type of behavior is a test. It took me a while to figure this out, and now I know exactly how to deal with them.”
And then she added with a laugh, “She sure did look like she could use a spot of beef, didn’t she?” (She turned out to be an Aussie.)
I’ve heard all the vegetarian horror stories:
Meat stays in your gut and rots, getting infected with bacteria.
I don’t want to put anything dead into my body.
I want to live in a more natural way.
Farming is not viable. We could feed the whole world, if we became vegetarian.
I don’t want to finance death.
Farming animals is cruel.
It’s all a wagon full of manure. There is no credible scientific data that being a vegetarian is a healthful lifestyle. It’s a political lifestyle, or a cultural lifestyle, and one that I believe is not healthy, at all.
Spend a little time around a vegetarian, or in a vegan restaurant, look at the people, make some observations. One of your observations will be that there are a lot of very unhealthy people around.
I could list the diseases, but I won’t.
But the simple fact is that they are out of balance. Their bodies are out of balance, and as a result, the old brain is off, too.
You need to eat a balanced diet that includes meat. One of the leading nutritionists in Southern California, whose clientele includes some of Hollywood’s biggest names, told me that one of the biggest problems he faces is with vegetarians.
“They come in sick, emaciated, they have skin problems, body odor problems, problems I don’t even want to talk about. They want to know why, and I tell them, “You need meat!”
“Some of them are aghast, they throw tantrums, they tell me how screwed up I am. But once they start eating meat again, all the problems go away. It’s like magic.”
And if you want to cure a vegetarian, keep a lot of bacon around.
Believe me, it works.