A Nod to Rod Serling

Is it any surprise that the episode above from a legendary television show is one of my favorites? For myself as well as my alter-ego Morticia, of course. 😀

At one time or another, most people have a moment when they feel they have just entered The Twilight Zone, as the creepy music is queued in their minds and they enter a dimension not only of sight and sound but of mind.

Now imagine you are a pet lover, as most of us are, and you’re living in a society that not only condones the devouring of cats and dogs and parrots and hamsters, you live in a culture that advertises their body parts on t.v., in billboards and magazines, on the radio, etc., and everywhere you turn there is a restaurant that happily serves up dog ribs and cat thighs.

Da-da-DA-da, da-da-DA-da.

I have pretty much just summed up how vegans feel in this world.

We are faced with a daily barrage of how “normal” and delicious and tempting animal parts sizzling on a plate are and how happy people are when they eat them.

We know that pigs and cows and chickens are really no different from cats and dogs and parrots, and we cringe when we think of what they suffer so humans can drool over their charred remains.

Don’t get me wrong, most of us were raised to eat and enjoy animal parts, and I’m no exception–I loved the taste and texture of animal flesh even when consciously being aware that I was desperately trying to avoid the truth of how it got on my plate.

To the average human being, the vegan viewpoint seems “extreme”, “abnormal”, or at the very least “unusual”.

But is it really any of those things, or is it just facing the truth?

Think for a moment how a person raised in the western world would feel visiting Asia if suddenly everywhere they turned were commercials about cat and dog BBQ’s and burgers and restaurants that happily served up felines and canines.

There’s no doubt in my mind that most would feel they had suddenly been thrust into the Twilight Zone.

But let me end on a positive note, with a quote by the Master himself, Rod Serling, in hopes that in fact a wishful dream of a world in which all animals are treated equally and with compassion and respect can really one day come to pass:

To the wishes that come true, to the strange, mystic strength of the human animal, who can take a wishful dream and give it a dimension of its own.

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Posted on March 24, 2016, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. I hear the music often. It gets louder & louder all the time.

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  2. It’s pretty distressing, and creepy, for sure!! By the way, thanks for checking out the blog, Tina! And I hear you’re coming back to South Jersey–welcome home! 😉

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