this is my first comment here, just wanted to say that it's so nice to find a corner of the internet where i can be an openly vegan communist and vibe with similar ppl. I'm so tired of tiptoeing around "based" carnists that go full chud once you eat a veggie burger in front of them or ask them to not be speciesist. sorry for the mushy comment but ty yall 😭
Idea for a bit: a vegan Objectivist who lets the trolley hit the pig because he wasn't going to eat the pig anyway.
Carnist Catch 22, if it hits the beans then they'll be destroyed and you'll have to eat the pig to survive.
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least problematic carnist be like:
i cant really empathize with animals like how i can with people. i hit dogs with my car on the way to work all the time (once a week or so). its unavoidable because they charge into the road from their yards and its too windy to move out of the way usually so i mostly just accelerate into them & drive over their bodies.
if i hit even one (1) person id never live with the guilt and quit my job. its unfair to expect one (1) puppy to equal one (1) human. (i know you dont expect that, but i feel better if i write this idk why).
how many puppies would i have to hit before it was enough for me to care much? it would have to be like when the cicadas come out - piles and piles of puppies for miles. i just value my fiance having nice things more than the lives of those dogs, even though i like puppies a lot. i will continue to hit dogs with my car, it is the natural order of things.
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this is a weird thing to admit online, friendo!In this scenario, it appears I am a beautiful, divine creature, and I would be free of sin. I crush the trolley between my tendrils and devour it.
good old-fashioned vegan struggle session, a hexbear delight! This one is a good post though. Also, I think "carnist" works a lot better than "bloodmouth" ever did, that one sounded way too cool to use as a dis.
"Oh but there are a bunch of ants and bunny rabbits walking across the bean track, and only the bean track!"
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I don't care for beans so I make the trolley crush the beans.
INAV for the simple reason that I'm not strong enough to have that level of self discipline, and autistically stuck in my food habits, but at some point I realized that vegans are essentially broadly speaking correct. Anyone who cares enough about defending their carnism has clearly had a nerve touched by this meme. Like, why not just ignore it and go on with your life if you're not going to change your habits anyway? You're certainly not going to convince a vegan to stop being vegan (and why would you want to lmao?). So just. Move on? I know we have a posting culture but on this one you really don't need to.
I have some squabbles with certain vegan arguments, mostly in the form of "you're correct but you're argument for it is bad" rather then "i think your argument is literally wrong", but I'm not going to bother fighting for something I dont even actually defend. My biggest thing is that I dont think consumption habits matter that much so I dont know why people fight for it so hard when there are better ways to fight the meat industry than simple consumer choices. But like, the meme still isnt technically wrong.
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I log off for 2 days and this is what happens?
Lesson learned, never logging off again
wtf i hate cheesecake now
You say I'm used to the trolley hitting pigs, but not beans, so I'd go for the novel thing and see what happens.
I'm just here wondering why Prince is on the trolley
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Would it be sectarianism if some users here supported slavery and others correctly called them terrible human beings because of it?
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