Pity the parsnip. Artificially germinated, forced to sprout in a furrow, nurtured (if you can call it that) in a bed of manure, raised with indifference, virtually ignored until it reaches market weight. Then it's thoughtlessly deracinated, mechanically decapitated, mercilessly skinned, and, in a final act of stultifying callousness, boiled alive.
Fruit and veg of other species fare no better. Corn is stripped from its parental cob. Parsley is hacked to death. Spinach is chopped and creamed, potatoes routinely whipped, pumpkins eviscerated, grain thrashed and flailed. Who's there to coddle and console a carrot? Provide foster-care for an orphaned banana? Instead, there's jubilation when cherries are doused in alcohol and set afire.
Think about this: by "harvesting" a string bean, we're kidnapping the plant's children. What does it do to our humanity, when, three times a day, we kill vegetables just to feed our voracious animal appetites?
Cruelty to vegetables is a serious concern, hidden from view because farming and gardening appear to be so natural, and questioning "nature's way" isn't politically correct. But lower taxes on farmland means higher taxes for the rest of our property. Plants require a lot of water, and water's not cheap. Look it up: we'll bet farmers use more than their share of sunlight, too.
Now, what's for lunch?

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Nothing says Dead animal meat like a trip to a Chinese BBQ place in the ID.
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What brought this post on?
One guess: self-righteous goddamn vegans.
Right you are, Audrey! It was all the shit I got for the piglet and foie gras posts. Besides, have been meaning for some time to do something on behalf of all those neglected rutabagas and sidelined salsify. They have feelings, too, as Mari thoughtfully reminded us last month!