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POETRY RED FINGERNAILS No longer for me the sizzling, succulence of a medium rare sirloin steak, the mouth-watering aroma of liver and onions frying in a pan, to wake up with red fingernails from the chicken tandoori of the night before, "So you don't eat meat?" she asks incredulously "No" "What about chicken?" "That's meat" "Fish?" "That's still meat" "But it's not natural, we're meant to eat meat" But there are lots of things we do that aren't "natural". Is it natural for fair skinned people to lie in the sun all day, until they look like a lobster? Is it natural for fat faced, overweight, unfit, middle-aged men to go jogging in some vain attempt to "get in trim"? Is it natural to keep a pig in a pen, four foot by two foot, unable even to turn over, and to be simply seen as a breeding machine, to keep supermarkets supplied with cheap bacon? The whole point of being human is that we don't have to live inside the confinement of what is supposedly natural.
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