Nobody likes a showoff?
When a shift in consciousness is relatively new, and unaccepted or even ridiculed by society, those enlightened to the new way of being often have a great deal to prove, and enthusiastically do that proving every chance they get. It’s something like the woman compelled to be an amazing achiever in business or any formerly repressed group or minority being compelled to overachieve and make sure everyone knows how competent and impressive they are.
Take the amazing, marathon running, flipping and cartwheeling, heavy weight lifting and hurling, human flag vegans we’re so often impressed by, even on into their elderly years. Superhumans of strength and vitality, amazing spectacles! Get your tickets here, folks, see the Mighty Vegans in the flesh! Much like the sad spectacle of circus animals, only at least the vegans are doing it of their own free will and not tortured into it. (Except for the mental torture of facing the realities of this world, honestly and with a conscience.)
“Look at me and what I can do!”
Vegans do have a lot to prove, but it’s not for their own benefit. It is, of course, usually done for the benefit of animals. To show that people do not need to use and eat animals, that we can be amazingly fit and healthy without all that. The goal is to shut down the meat/egg/dairy farms, the slaughterhouses, and all the rest of the horrors we “humans” subject animals to as if it’s perfectly normal, acceptable, and even fun.
But must vegans all be super showy athletes who run around nearly naked, proud, flexing and doing arduous stunts as if it’s all easy as pie? Well no, no we don’t, although all that “look what I can do!” stuff can be very impressive and fun to watch.
This isn’t at all a put-down of those vegan athletes, just a “you’re a bit of alright too” pass for the rest of us. (I fantasize that anyone cares what sort of “pass” I bestow upon them, lol, I’m a twit.)
Hey, I’m just plain old me, deal with it.
Anyhow, just be your best as a vegan, that’s what I say anyways. I’m 62 and walk about a mile and a quarter daily, do a brief upper body workout a few times a week, eat healthy and try to not let the horrors of this world stress me into ill health. I’m not bad for an old lady who was very obese for much of my younger life and has had a bumpy life, to put it cutely.
Aside from all of that, in just the last two years I’ve lost my younger brother and several family animals to death and have done my best to not sink down into debilitating depression in dealing with all of that. I can’t become helpless due to depression because I have dog(s) to care for and an older brother who needs me and vice versa. So I remain sane and capable and relatively happy (as long as I don’t think about things that happen in this world every day to countless precious, innocent lives).
I’ve become rather accustomed to the horrors, unfortunately, but they’re no less in their urgency. They’ve simply got to be ended. Either that or this species has got to be dismantled, reinvented and rebuilt with an entirely new foundation.
An exercise in arse-backwardness.
It’s absolutely unacceptable that human beings treat animals the way we do. Yet it’s accepted widely and aggressively, and any who dare to step outside that mindset and see things entirely differently, honestly, are to be despised and painted as weak, stupid, unhealthy, i.e., wholly unacceptable. Everything we eat is toxic trash or the product of suffering and everything we do is wrong. (Except for the cool, non-judgy, good vegans, that is.)
Vegans on the whole are vile scourges, you see, and those who gladly engage in abuse and murder of sentient beings are the good guys. They’re normal and going along with the way things have always been. That’s good, ain’t it?
So is it any wonder that many vegans are quite zealous and eager to prove themselves as being strong, smart, healthy and fit, the total opposite of what we’re painted as? But we don’t all have to be athletic dynamos or mentally brilliant or anything else. All we need to be is ourselves, but better than before, preferably healthier than before, and determined to remain with this good cause for as long as is needed. Until it’s no longer a cause, when it’s just the way things are and when people look back on these and past times with regret and no desire to go back.
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