I know it is true, because Time magazine tells me so. Therefore, following some sort of possibly-twisted Aristotelian logic, since Laurel and I are vegetarians, we must be cool too. The article reports that nearly 25% of adolescents polled by Teenage Research Unlimited said vegetarianism is "cool." And college students rated salad eaters more moral, virtuous, and considerate than steak eaters. Well, obviously. Who needs a poll to tell us that? Vegetarians rule!
Real vegetarians, at least. Time says that in a survey of 11,000 people, 37% of those who responded "Yes, I am a vegetarian" also reported that in the previous 24 hours they had eaten red meat. The article hypothesizes that these folks may have considered that anyone who eats vegetables as a side dish is a vegetarian, sort of akin to the person who gets in a pool once a year saying, "Yes, I am a swimmer."
Anyway, the real news here is that vegetarianism finally is officially cool. Thirty-two years ago, when I became a vegetarian, that certainly wasn't the case. You had to search far and wide for a restaurant that supported your moral, virtuous, and considerate nature. And raising my daughter, Celeste, as a vegetarian from birth came close to branding me as a child abuser, in my uncle's opinion, at least. It didn't help that infant Celeste's least favorite food group was, naturally, vegetables, which led to her child-body being formed primarily from Cheerios and plain spaghetti with butter.
This was item 3 of my "30 Reasons for a Father Not to Have a Daughter" piece, which I recommend to any couple considering whether they should stop using birth control, simply in the interest of informed consent (yes, having a child is a joy, but not like going to Disneyland is a joy; it's more like climbing a really steep mountain with a heavy backpack is a joy, because when you get to the top, and sit down, it feels so good).
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