An argument against vegetarianism

I was sitting in my car in the Steak 'n Shake parking lot eating my grilled chicken salad, and for a few moments I understood how vegetarians feel. There it is, a chuck of a former living thing, sliced up, sitting on vegetables and dressed in honey mustard for my consuming pleasure. An advance civilization descending from the stars might consider it barbaric.

Our ancestors hunted and gathered, subsisted on what filled their hunger. Eventually, they learned to domesticate animals and farm. The surplus generated by these innovations allowed some of the population to do things other than procuring food and specialization began.

Fast forward to today, most of us buy our food, taking no part in its production. Most of us don't bother to think about the animals that die so we can live. Among those who do, some are disgusted by the systematic breeding and killing of animals to feed the ever-growing human population and decide to do the right thing by boycotting animal meat.

My conclusion is thus that vegetarians are people who forget their heritage. It follows that vegetarianism is bad if you believe forgetting one's heritage is a bad thing.

Disclaimer: I don't care if you forget your heritage. What you eat is none of my business.