Killing Brain Cells

I have been listening to a lot of Earth Crisis lately. Earth Crisis is my ex-boyfriend's favorite band, though I never did take a liking to any of their songs when I was still with him for all of that 11 years. I wanted to say my late ex-boyfriend, but then I realized he's not deceased and still very much alive. Oh well, he is dead to me now. A friend asked me why I keep mentioning his name in conversations even though we are no longer together. I don't know. I cannot help but to associate a lot of things with him because he was in my life for so long. A lot of them are objective rather than subjective, like when my mom complained about my dad who liked to disappear for days without any news, I will tell her that was how my ex was too. Or that time I went to the Unearth concert, I had to tell people I might bump into him and I'm worried that might be awkward, because he is a fan of the band too. Or when I was enjoying Japanese food with a guy I like, I had to tell myself I am savoring the moment because this guy loves Japanese food and he doesn't. I cannot pretend that he never existed. He did. He's just dead to me now.

Well back to Earth Crisis. There is a song heavy on my rotation called All Out War, and then when I read the lyrics, I found out it's about war against meat eating human beings. Hmmm.. Vegetarianism.. I dunno. The first thing that comes to mind when talking about vegetarianism is that episode in South Park where Kyle developed Vaginitis. It's a condition where a person breaks out in vaginas all over his body when he stops eating meat, and if he stops eating meat altogether, he will turn into one giant pussy. I'm not saying all vegetarians are pussies, but some of them are really annoying, especially the self righteous ones. You eat minced meat and they will come up with unsolicited advice about where the minced meat came from - the leftovers of the carcass which no one wants and can't be sold so they grind them to a pulp and then people gobble it up like it's foie gras. I don't care where it came from, you dickhole. It tastes better than your fucking pumpkin soup. And then there are those people who like to show pictures of cattle or goats being tied to a tree, unwittingly waiting for their turns to get slaughtered. And then pictures of the animals being cut up into pieces. This is especially true during a certain religious season. I am not big on these before after pictures either. I don't want to know where my delicious lamb chop or BBQ short ribs are from, god damn it. Someone else has to worry about that, so I won't. All I know is I am able to enjoy them when I want to.  So in a sense, I am the real pussy.

I would like to try going vegetarian for a week, just to see if I can. I have great respect for vegetarians so long as they don't shove their meat free belief down my throat. That said, I don't feel any less love for Earth Crisis. They can continue consuming their tofu and broccoli and I will continue consuming their music. What a pointless post.