What are your feelings about eating meat?
Of course I do. We were made to get nutrition from omnivorous sources. When younger, I harvested my own meat and vegetables, and took care of 60 animals for every one that fed my family.
Now, I eat only organic, unprocessed foods. After all, you are eating what your meal ate. It is for cardiovascular reasons.
Your body requires specific energy sources that vegetables alone cannot provide.
If I meet a vegan cat lady, I will know it’s a red flag for an unhealthy person, both in mind and body. Stay away from these people, very far away.
It’s better than eating the insects the WEF want us to eat, pricks.
Delusions of Adequacy 
When I first went to sea we had no radio, no TV, no internet, no e-mail . . . you did your job, you stood your watch, you played pinochle, or you read whatever you could find.
My habit was to find an author I liked and collect as much of his work as I could for my next deployment. Some of my favorites were Asimov, Heinlein, Knebel, Vonnegut, and a guy named Robert Ardrey.
About half a dozen really interesting books by Ardrey which helped form my opinions about society, humanity, diet, and collective unconsciousness include African Genesis, Territorial Imperative, The Hunting Hypothesis, The Social Contract, and Worlds Beginning.
Good stuff. Needs some seasoning with Piaget, Erickson, Cavanaugh, et al., much the same as any news source, such as Fox, needs occasional course corrections from CNN and vice versa.
Ardrey’s ideas convinced me that the neurological development in higher-order species, such as humans, needs certain essential lipids in the early stages. Milk provides that for pre-solids infants, of course, but then young minds and bodies need meat (including fish and fowl) until they reach full maturity around 22 or so.
That doesn’t dictate steak or chicken every day, and the servings needn’t be ginormous, but a strictly vegetarian diet will deprive the CNS (including the brain) of nutrients crucial to its achieving full potential.
And there’s simply no such thing as too much bacon . . . or pepperoni on a deep dish.
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