What type of Asian are you? :( Your poem about covid hit deeply, I feel for you
Oh I’m Caucasian. But I’ve read accounts of what cultural adjustments Asian people have to make when coming to the states. Oddly, the most recent book was about introversion, and how some cultures are more introverted than others. American is *extremely extroverted, and the Chinese student was baffled at the expectations. I picture a lot of introverts would agree with and identify with what he was reporting and the pressures he felt. (notice I used the word ‘our’ not ‘their’ factory farms. That could mean that an Asian person was raised in the states, sure, I guess, unlike that foreign college student, but when I say ‘our’ I mean I am reluctantly using the arbitrary border enforcement that is used to distinguish who deserves dignity, and put on my birth certificate without my consent.)
(Of course, names are also given to us without our consent, technically.)
(as the old saying goes, I am a citizen of the world, and my religion is to do good.)
@bewarethebitchbites
But anyway, since we’re on the topic, why don’t I finish up the poem.
While Coronavirus multiplies
And spreads like Australian or Californian flames
It also stokes the fires
Of racism
A poor peasant opposed on the globe,
buying a bat bushmeat breakfast
has more right to eat whatever he can get
than you who could eat plant-based but ignore it.
Racism is
‘ew why eat a bat’
While you chew on a chicken’s carcass
Whose feathers had probably fallen out from stress
Long before it was ever put on a truck
In the heat and never given water
Or out in the cold for three days
Just like pigs in the muck
Who would prefer a nice kiddie pool in the shade
Just like you do.
Starved for that long too,
So it wouldn’t be messy
When the machines did their deed
And YES for so-called ‘ethical’ local food
Large animals have to go through
the same horror-show slaughterhouses
As every other one.
Also look up the conditions
Of ‘local’ abattoirs
In New York,
Then keep telling me
The expensive meat
That the ‘gross poor’
Can’t afford
Is ‘more ethical.’
Adding ‘classism’ and ‘elitism’
To the list now, are we?
Racism is
Having no concept of how other people live
Racism is
Not realizing your privilege
Racism is
Begrudging other people their survival
Racism is
Thinking you’re above all that, like a phony Bible Revival
Racism is
Never having been on a mission trip
Racism is
Pinning your woes on a slanted eyelid, or short lip
Racism is
Oh, ‘how horrible, a wild animal dies’ free
While you eat an animal who’s one step away from disease
Do you really think this mechanized, confined
drawn out suffering
is what any god, of any religion
Intended?
I’d really like to know.
But especially the one
Who in the OT gave voice to a mule
Who was suffering under his master cruel.
Never mind it says in black and white
In Genesis
That Eden
Was vegan.
Chapter 1, Verse Twenty-Nine
So congratulations.
You’ve won the Triple Crown Prize.
You’re not only racist
Not only classist
You’re not only a theological exclusionist
You’re also ignorant of your own religion’s teachings.
Eating animals wasn’t introduced, mentioned
‘Till 400 to 1500 years later, Chapter Nine. Racism is
‘Oh how barbaric, the Chinese eat dogs?’
While you’re chowing down on hogs
That could beat your ‘widdle baby’ in raw smarts
While you shop, braindead, with your grocery carts.
Long means Dragon
In Chinese tongue And so does Lung I really wish they were real So they could incinerate you, you bum.
Until you eat a vegan or vegetarian diet
And not just that,
make sure it’s free from child labor when you buy it
Or abuses,
like cashews,
You have zero
-no, negative twelve-
Room to talk
About other peoples’ sins against animals.