
Dear Animal Times Reader,
Most of us learn by steps,
don't we?
The first animal I stopped
eating was a lobster. I was
taken to a fancy restaurant
for my birthday years ago, and
when the waiter brought live
lobsters on a platter to the table, I picked out the one I wanted to eat. They wiggled
their antennae at me (how I wish they could have shouted, "Stop! Don't do this!" but
tha's all they could do). I was just like the people in China who say, "I want that one!"
and point excitedly to a monkey or a cat in one of those hanging cages outside the
food shops.
The waiter asked, "Broiled or steamed?" I chose broiled. In time, the lobster returned to
the table. Dead now, his back had been split open. I didn't learn until later that lobsters
are slit open while still alive (who would care enough to knock them unconscious?),
butter and salt are poured into the wound, and then they are placed alive on the
burning grill.
I cut a bit of him off and put it in my mouth. To this day, I do not know why, but
I burst into tears. Somehow, the penny had dropped, and I realized that I had paid
someone to torture this helpless animal.
I still ate other animals, though, and all of them had to suffer for my taste buds until
other experiences woke me up to my role in hurting them.
Let's each of us help everyone we know who still eats animals think about what they
are doing. How many vegetarian pamphlets and videos can you give out? Please let us
know, for each one can save countless lives!
Thank you.
For the animals,
Ingrid E. Newkirk
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