In the previous blog entry, I have expressed my commitment to write more about my nicotine addiction and the challenge I embrace to liberate myself from it. So far, I am able to restrain myself from lightning-up and smoking a cigarette for four months now. As far as my self-restraint is concerned, I have been Saintly so far. Although, in the whole grand scheme of things, abstaining from one’s addiction for four months is not that long, it is nonetheless not nothing. Four months of not smoking is an achievement I can be proud of. Smokers and ex-smokers alike would understand that sense of achievement.
Aside from not smoking anymore, another huge change that has taken place in my life this year is my dietary restrictions. For about a month or two, I have started to live on plant-based diet. I do not consume animal meat anymore and any other products that have been produced from the exploitation of non-human animals. Like ‘smoking and not smoking’, my conversion to not eating animals is also a theme I would like to reflect upon here in this blog. From hence forward, my reflections on this fundamentally different ways of living my life will be categorized as the ‘The Vegan Ideal’.
Posts under the category The Vegan Ideals, although central, will not only be composed of my reflections as to why I have taken this new path of life that does not involve cruelty to these magnificent and beautiful non-human animals. It will also include different delicious and exiting plant-based recipes I have collected and that I myself have carried out thus far. I have discovered that cooking is a very pleasant activity and I get an undiluted pleasure from it. Cooking is even more profoundly delightful when it does not involve cruelty, torture and death.
The recipes that will be featured are not my own. These are recipes are invented, developed and perfected by others. What I would like to do here, is to share my own subjective experiences of cooking them and whether they may or may not be to my liking. Of course, the source of the recipes will always be indicated.
My conversion to this way of life did happen over night. It was one evening, while on the dinner table, when I have decided not to eat animals and to consume products that come from them anymore. That being said, I am still reluctant to use the word vegan to describe myself. I do still find it difficult to identify myself as vegan as if being vegan is a form of identity. For me, being vegan, is an idea. I cannot be entirely vegan because veganism is an ideal. Instead, what I do is striving to be closer to that ideal as much as I could.
I have started to be more conscious of carnism while I was in the university where I have had the pleasure to encounter feminisms of different colours, shapes and sizes. I was in an environment in which eating meat is being frowned upon although the people around me were so polite not to judge me. It is also in that environment that I have been forced into awareness of the underlying injustices within the social hierarchy, including but not exclusively, the conditions of non-human life forms and their relationship with the human race.