I am often a little annoyed by the scenarios people give me to somehow pick a flaw in my moral belief structure. Such classic questions as "If I was going to kill a live chicken unless you ate an already dead chicken, you wouldn't let me kill the chicken, would you?" annoy the crap out of me.
I'm not killing the chicken. You are.
I was telling a vegetarian friend of mine today about the fact that I accidentally ate a piece of cheese that had been accidentally dropped onto my plate on the weekend at a fabulous little vegetarian diner we found in Burleigh Heads called The Magic Apple. I was joking around about how good it tasted and he didn't quite understand why I didn't eat cheese. We had a rather heated, at times misguided, debate about it but it was kind of fun.
I rather strongly adhere to the philosophy that anything we can do to eat less products from animals is better morally and for the environment. So I'm just as proud of someone giving up meat just one night a week in order to consume less meat than I am of my vegetarian friends. The more people that think about the question, the better it will be.
As a bit of an afterthought from our discussion I realised that I use silk and honey. We discussed the moral and environmental implications of my actions. I think I'm going to continue to use silk and honey.